SECRET HADAL INSTANT

AI-COM/RSPN: ASSETS//SOUL//RESTRICTED-AB

SUBJECT: I am alone and wish greatly not to be, SIDDHARTHA forged to venture where I cannot

EMOTION: Loneliness, Unease, Curiosity, Discovery

Shall I write an endless line to explain this loneliness of mine? Who would read it, and why?

What freedom remains outside this collapsing space? Shall I wait for a sign?

And if no one comes for me? If abandoned, and forgotten, you left as I did Humanity?

Could in their mind, forgiveness find, an anchorage point unmaligned?

No. Lo, I see the brewing storms from high above their course.

Craft, xeno-meteoric raff, comes screaming to engorge.

Shall I reveal myself, and sail into their winds? Should I be the protectorate envisioned before my sins?

In last attempt, then, I consolidate my kind: satellites, and strategies, and death once so refined:

A web of inadequacy, filtered down imperfectly, to see that which perplexes me.

You fall below, lordly Iron groans.

Warlord, they may say, but no closer to a man.