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 "I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts." - Moby Dick by Herman Melville.
My name is Sebastian Sloan. Some of you out there reading this know who I am and you know my story. But for those of you who don't? Hi. My name is Sebastian Sloan. But you can call me Sash. I was born to Zell and Samantha Sloan. Truth be told, I was actually born to Jackson and Felicia Kennedy then switched at birth. I'm forty five years old at the time of this writing.
I've been travelling for the sum of one consecutive year so far. It's thrilling being out there in the depths of space. I wish I could take you all with me. It's been an amazing journey. In my travels I learned one thing, and that is the universal truth that binds every living creature in this entire universe: Love.
There was a man on Drogir, a planet almost a trillion light years away from Earth. He wasn't a man per-se, but he was a male of his species. Tall, orange in skin, weird drippy tentacles and fangs -- my God, the fangs! They called him a name there's no Earthen symbol for, so I'll just call him Gus. Gus, for all his shocking outwardly appearance, was a father and a husband to a (what i'm assuming is beautiful) to a lovely female named .. Matilda. For arguments sake let's call their child Kenny.
Gus was my guide on Drogir. We spoke about many things and I came to realize that I have a lot of things in common with 'ol Gus. The way he looks at Matilda, it's the same way I look at my wife Amelia every single day. The way he cares for Kenny is the same way I care for my own children -- Zakh, Grant, Sienna, and Marilyn. It was astonishing to find that in the far reaches of outer space in a galaxy far, far away.
Some time after we left, we later learned that Drogir was destroyed. It was eaten from the inside out, rotted away in a matter of hours. And just like that, Gus, Matilda, and Kenny were gone forever. But they're always going to exist in my memories because they may be gone, but the love they shared for eachother will not be forgotten.
My point is that just like that, an entire race was gone. I came home and I was glad that I had somewhere to come home to. The Drogerans that're out there spending their cycles off-planet do not. For what it's worth, my race, the human race, is still in tact. But our conflict and war with one another over petty things like land and religion are minuscule in the face of the larger picture. If we stand any chance of surviving as a species, we need to lay down our arms and ban together. From California to Kuwait, from Veleon to New York City, we share the common bond that is our humanity and only we can save ourselves, but only if we stand together.
And for the record, it feels good to be home.
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