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script 7 (05/01/2020)

[hockey game by STC starts to play] 

HELLO OUT THERE 
HELLO OUT THERE 
HELLO OUT THERE 
HELLO OUT THERE 
HELLO OUT THERE 
HELLO OUT THERE
H--

[camera pans back, back and back and out into orbit, into our solar system] 

hello out there
hello out there 
hello out there 
hello out there 

[out to the asteroid belt as the radio bands picked up from further and further back in history, hearing 50s rock, swing music, war propaganda, then , nothing , finally nothing. A

a dark, crackling nothing 

breathless and endless

ever consuming, and expanding

gravity pulling individual pockets of rogue atoms together into spheres, or crystals

 where they can and we re all 

left cooling from the big bang 

and it's still going without edges, without form 

form comes from the formless

Then order descends into chaos like breaths back and forth forever and 

did you know the only way you can tell I'm getting further away is a change in the color of the light reflecting off of me? Red for getting closer, blue for getting further because there's no horizon out here. No curve. No reference point but the ego

the self 

or maybe, it was the other way around. ] 

hello out there.

spacesuitstomping Tomcataclysmhello.world

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