There’s a feeling of searching through space in order to find out what is behind the sun, but the thing is we are likely never to know as there are so many factors in play that we cannot know.

Still, we must persist. We must extend our reach from beyond the little planet that we call Earth and grasp all that we can. We must gallop on through space and reach for everything. We must ride our steeds onward and outward. We look and search and all that other jazz.

Of course the journey is one that is unlikely to see a result in a short amount of time. After all, these are the first steps being taken in order to ensure the survival of our species. However, we must continue on and succeed where others may fail, for the sooner we do the sooner the human empire can develop and all those who stand before us can be crushed with our ironclad grasp and our uncaring means of taking over all that is and was and shall be.

And much like an epidemic humanity will spread across the space of space and through time its tendrils will reach out and become something almost incomprehensibly huge, and of course there will be factional issues, but glory to the empire as it stretches out and consumes all and leaves little else for others.

Eventually too far its reach will become and its origin shall be lost and thus the splitting and accepting of others as merely a requirement shall begin, for in order for the human empire to survive it will take whatever measures necessary.

But all that and still they shall not know as to what lies behind the sun, for whilst the sun was turning away from us, we would be looking away and elsewhere; our scope having grown far too large to understand that sometimes you need to look back in order to truly look forward.

But none of that will matter as it all stretches outward and away from the source. None of that will matter as the reach grows far too large and unwieldy and the slow decline becomes an unstoppable force that few notice or even try to halt.

And then the separation shall kick in and thus people will be cut off and stranded. Planets will need to reconfigure their way of being and people will need to finally accept that they are indeed not the only ones that are around. They will be forced to wok in harmony if they have any means of survival. They too will be cut off from themselves. They will not know if they are the last ones of their civilisation, but they, like many others out there will be sharing a thought disconnected by a lack of easy connection.

And then it shall be as it was, and once more an empire will rise and take over all that it desires. It too shall reach too far.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:18:24

This is a little too messy.
Jumps around a little too much and pushes out in more directions than it needs to, I think.

I think I was going for imagery. Not really sure.

Written at work.