I've been in space for forty-six years. Journey to this planet and the next. You get stuck on one and exhaust it. I've been stuck on this one for twenty-one years. Moving in and out. Smugglers, freaks, and others. I have exhausted it's inventory to no end. Even outlying planets. I sit and wait for transmissions from other galaxies. It does it's work. Then, then you try to travel to hyperspace. Do you know what is in those wormholes? Zorgs, have you ever come in contact with a Zorg? Ten football fields wide with two hundred yard tentacles. They consume wormholes. Imagine traveling through a wormhole and you encounter one of these, Zorgs. You have to look for an exit beyond space and time. I know, the galaxy rangers do it everyday. But, in my ship? Haha! We have to evade everything. Zorgs, Blantels, and you name it. And, the visions that come with these contacts. Sucked into death. I'm not saying I'm looking for help but, sheesh, a little sympathy? Anyway, here's the latest transmission from the outer realms. Be glad you aren't human. Sheesh.
Tune in and don't drop out,
Dj Lipton