A vision of mans face, with long brown hair and deep green eyes keeps calling me to do more, go farther into space. Searching for a way out, to a place I have not been to, but have only seen when I die. I feel His presence and wonder what it is; this feeling of safety, love, and compasion in a universe that is so dark and destructive.

I have memories of a planet, Earth...A planet of wonder and life, yet I have never been there, but its my destiny to finally unplug and live a life of mortality on this far and distant plant. I often think how these images got into my memory bank, Are they dreams? Can I dream? Is it a skill, some form of cognitive programing? Evolution of the Capsuleers? Only time will tell...