'Propale Trickster'

In some versions, the coloniss iner has like a creeping blindness. In others they get this telepathy. The alions that they do encounter are tokens of their escalating collective madness. Tolerance, like any aspect of peace, is forever a wook in progress, never completed. And if we're as intelligent as we'd like to think, we are never abandoned. That's it. Lot as change. God, peace.