When I look to the stars I see the infinities of infinities, the dark cold beyond, calling longingly to my soul. To search their endless depths betwixt the systems is the terminal prize. The sights, the stench, the tang of far off adventure beckons to my bones for a journey once more. To explore those hidden lengths of timeless expanse is the never ending, never fulfilling search for an unattainable grasp upon the humanity to which I throw myself. If at the conclusion of my mortal coil I find this entranced gateway to another dimensional horizon, well then, well then I shall take the leap of impossibilities and embark upon this new venture. Because, to exploit the immense treasures of the stars, a man must begin by first searching the endless depths, the dark cold beyond, of his own, mortal essence.