I wonder how long it's been since then...

The body of the mother we called Earth collapsed long ago...

... and now the off-world facilities that had been built in the span of a week have become our home.

And still we continue to, with our very own hands, send off hundreds of millions of cookies to our motherland every second.

We work mindlessly for the sake of working, as three precious points of light are burned into us by that pleasure.