As I sit here, I mine. I know not what else I can attain, but I know that I must mine, for the light of day is fast approaching. Approach it must and when it's here we shall see the never-ending life of these asteroids fade into the bleak oblivion.

A debt to be repaid has nearly been done, what was lost has now been replaced, what was taken, restored. The sanctity of mining shall be kept close, the only true way to find the path, is here among the stars and below the asteroids.

As each roid gives up it's ware and turns to dust, I contemplate, such a short lived life, so many unanswered questions, what is it to be minmatar? are we still slaves, do we only THINK that we are free, is it an illusion.

The only thing certain in this life is that you may find a serine peace, with yourself and your beliefs and any god you may worship. You will only find peace....

Below the Asteroids