The Dark Galaxy [#21: SSARG/Rognat & Siren]
The Dark Galaxy
[#21: SSARG/Rognat & Siren]
In a far off nebula, which was shedding lots of gasses and ultraviolet rays, thus, caring a hale into a cloud, from which they were born or created from, opened up a black hole, hence, dark matter (energy) pushed through and so did the little spacecraft, “Mind,” of which Rognat was on board, manning. He was on a mission to find a distant planet called Toso. The mission was given to him by the king who had once lived there, and was mysteriously brought to the planet called “Aging,”
but Rognat gave it a new name: Hipparchus; with the King’s permission; was in space four years to date, and had traveled 123-million miles, of a 400-million mile journey, by the kings permission also to find his home planet and let them know about his existence but as this is being written, he was side tracked as you know now, into the black hole, and ended up in the Dark Galaxy.
While on his mission he had many devices on board to help him examine the universe, as he drifted now and then through it, through the Universe, and at other times, went faster than the speed of light. Thus, he was capturing flashes of cosmic energy, which are normally wiped out before earth can get a look at it: he was seeing it—and where he was now the view was UN-descript! He thought of an imaginary poet, one that had a high-quality of imagination, writing about what he was witnessing: perhaps he could put into poetry: and it would have been George Sterling, an old poet from way back when. One might simply conclude though, it had to be seen to be expressed and only expressed within the soul of a person could it be. This voyager of sorts was in a swift sea of atoms and a dark galaxy, so he found himself, after spinning and passing out, waking up and looking about. Rognat had heard of the dark galaxy, but it was just folk lore, it seemed he was in its horse-shoe area at this point.
Besides spending time on earth, he had also spent several years on Moiromma, learned the ways of the people, traditions, legend, and lore. The same thing went for his time with King Toso on his planet. He spent several years there, and they had become best of friends.
Thus, he came into this dark galaxy by accident, a barred spiral galaxy of which he knew nothing about. At this point of his voyage, he had documented some three to eight million stars. His four year trip put him in a house of the cosmic events of the Universe, perhaps my have found the most exotic place in the Universe too. The planet he had left was a red planet for the most part, with a bright sun, and two moons protecting its inhabitants from the suns rays, yet it was extremely warm.
Rognat had also met a mate of sorts, by the name of Siren. She had left the planet called SSARG, and had been on earth, and was a resident of both Moiromma and its moon Ice-cap. She had a reputation as the Queen of SSARG, and was most beautiful, a warrior of the same blood and spirit as Moiromma. Her mother was non other than the famous, Jokaneen. She had appeared on Hipparchus, after her adventure on SSARG, where she met her lover Rognat. Hipparchus was too hot for her lest she die if she stayed, and her blood boil to a point of curling up, as it does for Moirommalit’s; in any case, she knew she would not survive long on that planet.
The kingdom of Toso adapted the name: Hipparchus, for their planet and in time its original name was forgotten. And so both Siren and Rognat found themselves back into the black dark galaxy: or at least Siren did, in the sense, she had been there before but didn’t know exactly where she was.
As I was saying, it was too hot for Siren and so they left this planet, found themselves day’s later in the black galaxy, several million miles away. The sun being the size of earth and almost next to them
In this new galaxy, they had found the constellation of ‘Serpeus,’ It was a fascinating sight for Siren, the dark outer rim to its marvelous view, and everything else coved with blue.
Interlude
The oldest insects in the Universe came from the Big Bang: from the ashes emitted 14-billion years ago, when the Universe was just a pup; or 400,000-years old. These insects are called ‘Energy Bugs,’ the cosmos are kind of a soup bowl or them. They eat matter and radiation. And cool down, and stretch out, then when hungry again, feed off a source of energy nearby and such if any like a mosquito. They go in swarms of billions upon billions, and are the size of a persons thumb. These bugs: hot and cold, are like the universe: and cold when they lack energy, and circulate with its environment.
Cosmic-mosquitoes
It was the forth year, 2nd month, 34-day, Siren sensed something outside the spacecraft, and the lights dimmed, it was those mosquitoes, those comic-mosquitoes.
“They came to suck the ship dry,” said Siren to her lover Rognat.
“That’s no surprise to me,” he amended, looking at them from the porthole in the crafts main body, and shaking his head as if they were doomed.
“This I heard is the ultimate bug,” he commanded in a harsh and concerned voice, almost with a laugh, an uneasy laugh as if they were destined. But Siren did not share into his human gesture of lost hope. Although Rognat was a space scientist, and adventurous in his own right, she was a warrior and survivor of much more than his titles could bear, or endure. She saw deliberating within his mind.
“How do we exonerate ourselves of these pests,” he asked, thinking she might have an idea, he didn’t. This was entirely different for her, she had fought many a good battle but this one was different, it was mind provoking yet there had to be a way.
The bugs were feeding off the ships regenerating processor, and for it now to regenerate, it needed the sun’s ultraviolet rays; but how could this be, the bugs were sucking everything dry from around the ship; they were on the ship, covering it like an ant hill, several feet thick. Soon she knew they’d both be buried in this tomb, but she had the capability of resurrection, it was in the Moirommalit’s chemistry. It was a pity she thought, to have to leave Rognat, but it had to be; to save his life was to die and resurrect; lest they both die, and she be the only one to survive after the fact; I mean, it there was to be some kind of hope of them reuniting in the future it would be her who what have to do the sacrificing.
Last Option
Knowing she had 100-lives like her comrades on Moiromma, she took the last option.
“Rognat, here is what we have to do. I need to fill my system up with a high source of energy, you need to inject it into my brain, my liver, my pancreas, the whole cell structure of me, then let me float out into space, I will die quickly, but the bugs will devour me before I suffer too much, in the interim, you have just enough energy to aim the ship into SSARG’s gravity belt, it will pull you the rest of the way out of this mess, we are not that far away, and then when close enough, the sun will regenerate your ship…” she never finished her last sentence, they both knew it was as it had to be, and started the process.
And so the process was started and the theory took place, and Rognat would have said ‘no,’ to Siren, but to refuse would have been suicide. And when she hit the coldness of the black emptiness of space, the bugs did their duty, and Rognat did his, and Siren did hers.
Written 11/26/2005/ Revised and rewritten 2/5/06
[#21: SSARG/Rognat & Siren]
In a far off nebula, which was shedding lots of gasses and ultraviolet rays, thus, caring a hale into a cloud, from which they were born or created from, opened up a black hole, hence, dark matter (energy) pushed through and so did the little spacecraft, “Mind,” of which Rognat was on board, manning. He was on a mission to find a distant planet called Toso. The mission was given to him by the king who had once lived there, and was mysteriously brought to the planet called “Aging,”
but Rognat gave it a new name: Hipparchus; with the King’s permission; was in space four years to date, and had traveled 123-million miles, of a 400-million mile journey, by the kings permission also to find his home planet and let them know about his existence but as this is being written, he was side tracked as you know now, into the black hole, and ended up in the Dark Galaxy.
While on his mission he had many devices on board to help him examine the universe, as he drifted now and then through it, through the Universe, and at other times, went faster than the speed of light. Thus, he was capturing flashes of cosmic energy, which are normally wiped out before earth can get a look at it: he was seeing it—and where he was now the view was UN-descript! He thought of an imaginary poet, one that had a high-quality of imagination, writing about what he was witnessing: perhaps he could put into poetry: and it would have been George Sterling, an old poet from way back when. One might simply conclude though, it had to be seen to be expressed and only expressed within the soul of a person could it be. This voyager of sorts was in a swift sea of atoms and a dark galaxy, so he found himself, after spinning and passing out, waking up and looking about. Rognat had heard of the dark galaxy, but it was just folk lore, it seemed he was in its horse-shoe area at this point.
Besides spending time on earth, he had also spent several years on Moiromma, learned the ways of the people, traditions, legend, and lore. The same thing went for his time with King Toso on his planet. He spent several years there, and they had become best of friends.
Thus, he came into this dark galaxy by accident, a barred spiral galaxy of which he knew nothing about. At this point of his voyage, he had documented some three to eight million stars. His four year trip put him in a house of the cosmic events of the Universe, perhaps my have found the most exotic place in the Universe too. The planet he had left was a red planet for the most part, with a bright sun, and two moons protecting its inhabitants from the suns rays, yet it was extremely warm.
Rognat had also met a mate of sorts, by the name of Siren. She had left the planet called SSARG, and had been on earth, and was a resident of both Moiromma and its moon Ice-cap. She had a reputation as the Queen of SSARG, and was most beautiful, a warrior of the same blood and spirit as Moiromma. Her mother was non other than the famous, Jokaneen. She had appeared on Hipparchus, after her adventure on SSARG, where she met her lover Rognat. Hipparchus was too hot for her lest she die if she stayed, and her blood boil to a point of curling up, as it does for Moirommalit’s; in any case, she knew she would not survive long on that planet.
The kingdom of Toso adapted the name: Hipparchus, for their planet and in time its original name was forgotten. And so both Siren and Rognat found themselves back into the black dark galaxy: or at least Siren did, in the sense, she had been there before but didn’t know exactly where she was.
As I was saying, it was too hot for Siren and so they left this planet, found themselves day’s later in the black galaxy, several million miles away. The sun being the size of earth and almost next to them
In this new galaxy, they had found the constellation of ‘Serpeus,’ It was a fascinating sight for Siren, the dark outer rim to its marvelous view, and everything else coved with blue.
Interlude
The oldest insects in the Universe came from the Big Bang: from the ashes emitted 14-billion years ago, when the Universe was just a pup; or 400,000-years old. These insects are called ‘Energy Bugs,’ the cosmos are kind of a soup bowl or them. They eat matter and radiation. And cool down, and stretch out, then when hungry again, feed off a source of energy nearby and such if any like a mosquito. They go in swarms of billions upon billions, and are the size of a persons thumb. These bugs: hot and cold, are like the universe: and cold when they lack energy, and circulate with its environment.
Cosmic-mosquitoes
It was the forth year, 2nd month, 34-day, Siren sensed something outside the spacecraft, and the lights dimmed, it was those mosquitoes, those comic-mosquitoes.
“They came to suck the ship dry,” said Siren to her lover Rognat.
“That’s no surprise to me,” he amended, looking at them from the porthole in the crafts main body, and shaking his head as if they were doomed.
“This I heard is the ultimate bug,” he commanded in a harsh and concerned voice, almost with a laugh, an uneasy laugh as if they were destined. But Siren did not share into his human gesture of lost hope. Although Rognat was a space scientist, and adventurous in his own right, she was a warrior and survivor of much more than his titles could bear, or endure. She saw deliberating within his mind.
“How do we exonerate ourselves of these pests,” he asked, thinking she might have an idea, he didn’t. This was entirely different for her, she had fought many a good battle but this one was different, it was mind provoking yet there had to be a way.
The bugs were feeding off the ships regenerating processor, and for it now to regenerate, it needed the sun’s ultraviolet rays; but how could this be, the bugs were sucking everything dry from around the ship; they were on the ship, covering it like an ant hill, several feet thick. Soon she knew they’d both be buried in this tomb, but she had the capability of resurrection, it was in the Moirommalit’s chemistry. It was a pity she thought, to have to leave Rognat, but it had to be; to save his life was to die and resurrect; lest they both die, and she be the only one to survive after the fact; I mean, it there was to be some kind of hope of them reuniting in the future it would be her who what have to do the sacrificing.
Last Option
Knowing she had 100-lives like her comrades on Moiromma, she took the last option.
“Rognat, here is what we have to do. I need to fill my system up with a high source of energy, you need to inject it into my brain, my liver, my pancreas, the whole cell structure of me, then let me float out into space, I will die quickly, but the bugs will devour me before I suffer too much, in the interim, you have just enough energy to aim the ship into SSARG’s gravity belt, it will pull you the rest of the way out of this mess, we are not that far away, and then when close enough, the sun will regenerate your ship…” she never finished her last sentence, they both knew it was as it had to be, and started the process.
And so the process was started and the theory took place, and Rognat would have said ‘no,’ to Siren, but to refuse would have been suicide. And when she hit the coldness of the black emptiness of space, the bugs did their duty, and Rognat did his, and Siren did hers.
Written 11/26/2005/ Revised and rewritten 2/5/06
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