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This year we're almost get through.
It was rough but we're finally get through.
The next is the presence which we can't predict yet whether it would be cathartic or destructive.
Months ago, I read the books and some internet post of our Earth. Especially Carl Sagan's "Pale Blue Dot". That narration took a special place on my moment of this new year of conversation between Mari and Michiko prior to the story at 1983.

"We are stepping on this tiny blue rock planet. Our homeworld. The place that has existed 4.6 billion years ago. Planet Terra. On here, everyone we know and we love, everyone we heard of, everyone we cherish, everyone who taught us, every being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our pleasure, joy and suffering. Every belief, every ideology, every hunter and forager, every hero and the weak, every founder and destroyer of civilization, every ruler, every king, every president, every emperor, every empress and their people, every young couple in love, every parent, every hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher, every leader, every corrupt leader and politician, every idol, every supreme leader, every saint and heretic in the history of our existence, lived here. On the lovely elegant pale blue dot planet. I understand every being has their own civilization which is our Terra, is still far from perfection from our vast and ever expanding universe. Almost everything happens here. Every hope, every dream, every loss is the symbol of the balance and cycle. Somehow you want to abandon this world and reduce it to nothing so you could shape your own world and make everyone in peace. But how can you prove that we must abandon this world? Look at the fireworks and the joy the people celebrate the new year of 1983. Can you feel how they finally reunite with their awaited parent and feel the warmth upon their faces? You've witnessed how vast the technology outclassed our classic sorcery and obsolete the usage of our life energy to harness the magic that the academies and universities of magic were closed hundred years prior to 1983. If I were you, I must be impressed at how they developed new kind of civilization. Look, for now, the usage of magics only to be used for helping daily needs. Some even don't aware of how to use their own inner magics. Even you know every region as you've traveled the entire Terra long ago which that itself was your very unique experience everyone wouldn't be able to replicate."
Mari to Michiko

"You prove yourself worth to be the protector of this world. You're always be able to see every opportunity in every disparity. However, us the people have betrayed and disappointed this world. We've made the fairies cry not once but twice. Our atrocities over our narrow slice of perspective always resulting in chaos, which someday would overcome the order. You might be asking: "What if you feel the world the way I look and feel the world?" By looking of the rivers of blood spilled by all those so called justice and mankind, generals, rulers, ancient emperors and empresses, and old kings so that in one-sided glory and in their so-called narrow minded triumph, the could pathetically become the momentary masters of a pale tiny dot which its bright contrast color drained by the mankind. Think of the endless cruelties committed and visited by the forsaken inhabitants of one corner of this dot on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. Think of how poverty, the homeless, the ones that couldn't be reunited with their parents, think of how wars and doctrines have separated us to many regions scattered around the world. Think about the voices and cries we couldn't hear and think of the ones whose freeze to death this time. How frequent our misunderstandings by our ignorance, how eager they tend to kill one another with sheer of hatred and force, how fervent their hatreds, how unclouded their fears to one another, our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe are challenged by this tiny pale blue dot. Unlike Gaia, the planet of the civilized echo people far away from our home cluster, Terra is clearly a lonely speck in the great enveloping in the great enveloping cosmic dark. From our mortal obscurity to understanding - in all this vastness there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves, the forsaken people. Terra is so far the planet to harbor life according to us. I believe if we still continue like this, there would be nowhere else after Gaia, at least in the near future to which our species could expand such as how the Echo people do. To me, I've failed my responsibility to deal more kindly to heal the fatal wounds the people dealt. And to cherish and preserve this pale blue dot, I'll save everyone from this already mistaken destiny. Do I think that we're mistakes? No. I want to fix every being to the place where they would accept their fate and happily live every after in my domain. This home we ever know taught me well from her dying breath. In the end I shall fulfill the term of equilibrium my master and I wish."
Michiko to Mari

Description
This year we're almost get through.
It was rough but we're finally get through.
The next is the presence which we can't predict yet whether it would be cathartic or destructive.
Months ago, I read the books and some internet post of our Earth. Especially Carl Sagan's "Pale Blue Dot". That narration took a special place on my moment of this new year of conversation between Mari and Michiko prior to the story at 1983.

"We are stepping on this tiny blue rock planet. Our homeworld. The place that has existed 4.6 billion years ago. Planet Terra. On here, everyone we know and we love, everyone we heard of, everyone we cherish, everyone who taught us, every being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our pleasure, joy and suffering. Every belief, every ideology, every hunter and forager, every hero and the weak, every founder and destroyer of civilization, every ruler, every king, every president, every emperor, every empress and their people, every young couple in love, every parent, every hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher, every leader, every corrupt leader and politician, every idol, every supreme leader, every saint and heretic in the history of our existence, lived here. On the lovely elegant pale blue dot planet. I understand every being has their own civilization which is our Terra, is still far from perfection from our vast and ever expanding universe. Almost everything happens here. Every hope, every dream, every loss is the symbol of the balance and cycle. Somehow you want to abandon this world and reduce it to nothing so you could shape your own world and make everyone in peace. But how can you prove that we must abandon this world? Look at the fireworks and the joy the people celebrate the new year of 1983. Can you feel how they finally reunite with their awaited parent and feel the warmth upon their faces? You've witnessed how vast the technology outclassed our classic sorcery and obsolete the usage of our life energy to harness the magic that the academies and universities of magic were closed hundred years prior to 1983. If I were you, I must be impressed at how they developed new kind of civilization. Look, for now, the usage of magics only to be used for helping daily needs. Some even don't aware of how to use their own inner magics. Even you know every region as you've traveled the entire Terra long ago which that itself was your very unique experience everyone wouldn't be able to replicate."
Mari to Michiko

"You prove yourself worth to be the protector of this world. You're always be able to see every opportunity in every disparity. However, us the people have betrayed and disappointed this world. We've made the fairies cry not once but twice. Our atrocities over our narrow slice of perspective always resulting in chaos, which someday would overcome the order. You might be asking: "What if you feel the world the way I look and feel the world?" By looking of the rivers of blood spilled by all those so called justice and mankind, generals, rulers, ancient emperors and empresses, and old kings so that in one-sided glory and in their so-called narrow minded triumph, the could pathetically become the momentary masters of a pale tiny dot which its bright contrast color drained by the mankind. Think of the endless cruelties committed and visited by the forsaken inhabitants of one corner of this dot on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. Think of how poverty, the homeless, the ones that couldn't be reunited with their parents, think of how wars and doctrines have separated us to many regions scattered around the world. Think about the voices and cries we couldn't hear and think of the ones whose freeze to death this time. How frequent our misunderstandings by our ignorance, how eager they tend to kill one another with sheer of hatred and force, how fervent their hatreds, how unclouded their fears to one another, our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe are challenged by this tiny pale blue dot. Unlike Gaia, the planet of the civilized echo people far away from our home cluster, Terra is clearly a lonely speck in the great enveloping in the great enveloping cosmic dark. From our mortal obscurity to understanding - in all this vastness there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves, the forsaken people. Terra is so far the planet to harbor life according to us. I believe if we still continue like this, there would be nowhere else after Gaia, at least in the near future to which our species could expand such as how the Echo people do. To me, I've failed my responsibility to deal more kindly to heal the fatal wounds the people dealt. And to cherish and preserve this pale blue dot, I'll save everyone from this already mistaken destiny. Do I think that we're mistakes? No. I want to fix every being to the place where they would accept their fate and happily live every after in my domain. This home we ever know taught me well from her dying breath. In the end I shall fulfill the term of equilibrium my master and I wish."
Michiko to Mari