There are trillions of planets accessible through the WORMHOLE SYSTEM. Unfortunately, 99.99999999 percent of them would mean certain death for any visitor even under the best of conditions. Only licensed wormhole concierges are allowed access to the wormhole guide: TROUBLED WATERS AHEAD.
Use of the wormhole system is free to all travelers. Our concierges do accept tips, however. They are highly recommended. (It is your concierge after all that will ultimately decide your destination.)
No, The WORMHOLE entrance is barely large enough for six normal sized adults. So, even if you are chosen, you are restricted as to who might accompany you. You and your fellow travelers must be approved for the trip.
This information is available to approved members of the Intergalactic Nomads only.
I was lucky enough to be allowed to travel the WORMHOLE recently. It was far and away the greatest experience of my life. I will try to describe it as well as I can.
There were four of us. We were standing before a void as deep and dark as anything I had ever seen.
We all at once, at a given signal, took the step out into the darkness of the void. My sister and I, arm and arm, closed our eyes and screamed as loud as the could. Suddenly we were floating, not falling, not tumbling uncontrollably, but being drawn upward, as if some gigantic hand was gently shoving us forward. Suddenly, I realized that though I was screaming at the top of my lungs, there was not the slightest sound to be heard.. I gradually opened my eyes and was facing and passing through a night sky ablaze with stars and galaxies, with glowing clouds of cosmic dust that seemed to form ethereal mountains, or the heads of gigantic dreamlike beasts.
Suddenly, I was no longer afraid. I was hurtling into the heart of the whole universe, but there was something comforting about it; like I wasbeing somehow cradled, wrapped in the hands of a gentle giant.. I felt myself singing, breathing deeply into my lungs the clear pure whole cosmic makeup of everything: I was grinning with a delight I had never felt before. I turned to look at my sister;but the darkness completely consumed her. There was nothing visible of my three fellow travelers on either side: just the faint outline of shadows against the panorama of stars in every direction. Still, I felt no fear: I knew we had each other; we were not alone: we were together and secure in our linked arms. I tried speaking to my sister, but as hard as I tried, no words came out of my mouth. Yet, there was something there: I could feel my sister’s thoughts; they were intertwined with my own: we were not alone in this vast starscape, sailing through a crystal pure silent darkness; and before us,moving like an overwhelming vision in our direction, the impossible dreamscape of the entire universe.
‘Was this a dream?’, I thought, whispered it to myself: or maybe I have died: am I sailing through death: “Is this me going to heaven?” I shouted into the cosmos: a soundless scream of pure weightless joy at this impossible new feeling of freedom. I knew I was leaving everything behind; i was weightless, without substance; everything, my fears, my day to day concerns, even my loved ones; they were as if mere memories: I knew that even when I returned to my simple life back on earth, nothing would ever be the same: that, after this odyssey through the infinity of space, my normal life would be as the dream from this point on.
Just as I felt that I must be lost forever in the vast impossible emptiness, there arose, as on a breeze, a soothing familiar scent, it was cold and pure, like the smell of a forest after a spring rain. It calmed me; it was something my mind could hold onto; one last remnant of the earth we had left a trillion miles behind.
Then I looked at the cluster of stars a trillion miles in front of me. I found myself whispering into the void: “so this is God.”
Then, with what seemed an automatic step forward, as if we had merely stepped from the floor in Boodleblink’s room into the room next door, we arrived, still linked arm in arm, at a room that appeared to be identical to the one we had just left some trillions of miles away.
. And indeed, there he was, the concierge, Boodleblink, with the same silly grin and still combing his hair with the same silly broken comb, and saying the same stupid phrase: ‘’Welcome travelers.’’, Boodleblink had been waiting for them and was now laughing. He saw our wide grins on our faces: he knew what we were feeling.
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