The Legend of Humanity

About the Book

People of Earth, It is a new age for all humanity. It is an age of order and faith. As with the death of the Phoenix, the Vazakanian Empire has fallen, and from the ashes that remained, there has risen a power like none the galaxy has ever seen. The Vazonian Empire grows with each passing moment: like a great tide from the depths of the sea, the power of Queen Jonarka cannot be halted, as she offers a path to eternity in the one true way of your all-knowing creator and master of salvation, Xiaf. The Interstellar Union will not protect Earth. The Interstellar Union is a weak and inferior grouping of star systems that cower in the presence of the great Vazonian fleet. People of Earth, are you not so different from us yourselves? We offer you a way of life founded upon the very principles you call your own: the will of the free market is unquestioned, faith is the path to salvation, government is inherently evil and, thus, we are governed by a body much like one of the great corporations you trust with your lives. Submit to the Queen, and you shall become eternal.

About the Author

I suppose it goes without saying now that I see the world in a very different way from just about everyone else on it. After writing The Harmony Passion, those who had previously not know exactly what to think of my personality now fully understood it: I’m a crazy person. And I’m proud of it. The reason, perhaps, is the existence of an entire alternate universe contained entirely in my own mind. There are entire worlds of people and places in my mind that no one else could ever possibly see. For the better part of my life, I had no idea what to do about this universe in my mind. Around the time I was in ninth grade at Cape Cod Academy, I became fascinated with the field of astronomy, cosmology, and even quantum physics. I was very much an oddball among the typical freshmen. They were all obsessed with their social lives, putting their friends before even their own families and getting lost in the drama of high school. I, on the other hand, would go home after school and watch educational television programming. The two channels I frequented, in this day and age, no longer could teach a young man about the universe the way they did for me, as they now air very unsophisticated programming, but, at the time, my fascination was astronomy. I could not get enough astronomy. It got to a point at which one could point to any area of the sky and I could name every major star present in it. I would fantasize about traveling through the nighttime sky I loved so much. I’d dream about discovering other worlds just like Earth and I’d imagine what they would be like. As my understanding of the universe around me grew, I began to wonder if I might not be different from every other human being on my home planet: I began to wonder if it might be my purpose in life to show our own universe the one that existed in my mind. And that, I believe, makes me a crazy person.