As the solar wind reaches new thresholds of activity the nursery shakes like a magnetic storm of cosmic unrest. This causes the shield to light up like a christmas tree and the northern lights to take on new meaning in these turbulant times. Carbon based life takes a snap shot negative with the only hope resting in other celestial locations where we are sheltered from the storm. Thus our cradle is like a bouy in a turbulant black sea of tide making times with the only hope being reaching out like a new born baby into the unknown. Then the first steps will be taken and a new world of possibilities will be behold to us all with new attractions but not of the unholy magnetic type. Time will continue to evolve and dimensions of the spacial variety will be negotiated with the prospect of continuous existence so the evolution of life wont be a negative constant of the hopeless and damned.

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