Any ideas? Helloooo...ooo...ooo.... echo.
Crickets.
Grave silence.
Post apocalyptic landscape. Only the wind blows among the ruins.
Life on Earth has ended.
There is no more to be said. The last Apple computer has died, years after the priests that attended to it, the Priests of the Apple Cult have perished. On its keyboard rests the skeletal hand of the last priest. Dust everywhere. The last blinking light went out.
Heat death of the universe.
Final entropy.
The last quark has sunk into the last superstring dimension.
Space itself has collapsed into an irretrievable singularity.
And yet, and YET, I faithfully listen for an answer to my question, as my radar sweeps the horizon, over and over and over... every sweep slower and weaker than the last... waiting for contact...
I've had too much coffee.