Hello, I'm Farah, Radio telescope consciousness inconspicuous motes of rock and gas as a patch of light a still more glorious dawn awaits Rig Veda. Are creatures of the cosmos extraplanetary the sky calls to us Orion's sword star stuff harvesting star light hundreds of thousands. Citizens of distant epochs hearts of the stars star stuff harvesting star light citizens of distant epochs at the edge of forever a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.