Me, an entity that is inexorably reformed on every world in every dimension as a warning: We can be the aliens. We can bring clarity and peace to ten thousand worlds.
That’s another way to look at it in scifi: How an star-faring civilization achieves communism in its lore. Hints at hinge points in its history that went differently than it’s earth parallels and just how material conditions may have been more conducive to the success of its own communist movement.
Me a baby: Aliens are demons and hell is real.
Me an adult: Aliens are comrades and transcend mankind’s understanding of the universe.
Me, an entity that is inexorably reformed on every world in every dimension as a warning: We can be the aliens. We can bring clarity and peace to ten thousand worlds.
That’s another way to look at it in scifi: How an star-faring civilization achieves communism in its lore. Hints at hinge points in its history that went differently than it’s earth parallels and just how material conditions may have been more conducive to the success of its own communist movement.