It is impossible to traverse the vast expanse of stars and gaze upon Absolute Elsewhere through conventional means. No mortal eye can catch the subtle majesties of its depth, nor can any fleshly hand grasp the scattered feathers of its fleeting shadow.

Such is why aliens are prone to be so doubtful of their harsh realities, fashioning their hopes beyond themselves.

The great need to believe in themselves stems from the visions of Elsewhere, its apophatic beauty being the pinnacle of its mystical charm. The very source of the dreamworld and over yonder is betwixt mind and matter, interwoven like a golden thread amidst a pitch-black tapestry.

Then why write about this illusory place?

To highlight the dilemma of the alien, and their obsession to see totality, is the only real reason. Absolute Elsewhere is not within the highest sky, nor the deepest sea, but rather, Elsewhere is an invisible power that drives alien entities into palpable introspection during their voyage.

Its golden lands stretch atop the fabrics of physical laws, but never truly touching the tangible. A realm that exists by faith alone, however, more rewarding than anything an alien could ever corporally gain.

A dark, infinite void to some, while to others a bounteous revelation of illumination; Elsewhere is absolute to all aliens, where both the beginning and end converge at a single point, forever moving but dwelling in total stasis.

Seemingly unknowable, where words can spin and twist to try and unravel Elsewhere, but never capturing the full essence that the lands of Absolute encapsulates.

However, voyage should be possible.