We've looked and have not seen. We've gotten close enough but have known no close encounters. Any such thing we have known has been pushed down into the dirt with the other secrets. Beyond us is much that is beyond us. Who can say what is out there? Who can say what exists on the other sides of stars? What might exist within us? Carbon is proof of life, proof of carbon-based life, proof of life like ours, life we are familiar with, life we recognize as life. We look up into the night and imagine our own faces drawn in the stars. We look down and imagine our faces glistening on the water. We lean in. We drink deep. Into the deep we go headlong into the thirsty rapids. As our head bobs up and under in the unforgiving tide of our reflection, we cast our eyes beyond the stars. We hope that there is more in the cosmos than ego. We hope that beyond our present darkness, some force would lift us from the water whether it be spaceship or hand of God.