Dear semi-independent consciousnesses (hereafter "Nessies") of Earth. Why are we not better acquainted? Why have I only a single grainy photo of your Pleiseosaurian beauty to remember you by? You are so mysterious, even to yourselves, it seems, living submerged in the deepest oceans of this world all your lives. But then, when you do make an appearance, it is all the more wonderful. Thank you for the congratulatory notes you have recently sent the way of the martian hop. The new baby Sapiens is thriving. She eats, she poops, she sleeps, and in her spare time reigns as Miss Universe. That is quite the schedule for one so young!
It is good to be alive. I highly recommend it. This is not meant as a slight against rocks. I never once said they were not alive in some way. Time is different for particles of stuff that have no central nervous system. But without rocks, what would the sustaining waters of the Nessies flow over? What would crash into the planet from the depths of space, heralding change?
Thank you for the visit. It was so good to be reunited, however briefly. Inspiration comes in many forms and you are an inspiration to me. Los lobos, "yah tebe lyooblyoo". Guten tag. Ich liebe dich.
Zmz
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