David works at his computer with single-minded focus trying to design gridwork patterns that will recreate the energy of the Singer and Rose crystals. Each time he puts together a grid, he receives a computer message instead, each one more cryptic than the previous one:
“There will be no star wars in the next millennium. No one will have to fight to touch the stars or claim them as their own”… “There is no ultimate truth, for the Universe is constantly revealing itself and all its mysteries, which are infinite and unknowable.”
There will be no star wars in the next millennium. No one will have to fight to touch the stars or claim them as their ownThere is no ultimate truth, for the Universe is constantly revealing itself and all its mysteries, which are infinite and unknowableBut one ela
