"Go, in the time before birth and death, go to these lost and lonely people, let them know about us, about our culture and conquests, defeats and heartbreaks, loves and lost loves, our infatuable desire to enlighten all, even down to the very last goldfish swimming in the fish-tank of that hell-hole they call earth. This I command you."
"But what will I do without you, my brothers and sisters, my kin-folk, the soul of my tomorrow, what shall I do without you?" There was a note of panic in an otherwise calm voice. "We'll be with you all the way, we'll be there, you'll hear us talking to you, in the air, in the trees, inside your mind, you'll hear us speaking with gravity, with humour, do not panic, for you shall hear us".
