Friday, May 6, 2016


I have eaten the last of my former crewmates, and everything the commissary had to offer. This close to the speed of light, the ship's mass is so great that it can plow through a star without noticing. Without me noticing, I mean: the ship is not a true AI. Anyway, I can't stop or slow down and there is nothing to eat, so this is the end for me, and for any star systems that will be destroyed by my passage. I should have let the basil plant go to seed. I could have propagated it and at least have had that to eat. I'll step outside now, and hope my frozen corpse doesn't destroy anything important.

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