There is a great mystery at the edge of the observable universe.
Subtle patterns in the cosmic background radiation are like a tiny part of some ultimate fractal. They hint that reality is infinitely complex. Everything we see is just an insignificant fraction of something endlessly more elaborate.
Philosophers speculate the mystery is too big to describe, let alone explain.
Yet the way that First Contact happened almost seems obvious in retrospect. When you see something too often, you can become blind to it.
I thought about the Grays again.
They are infinite. Or at least nothing in existence is larger than their incomprehensibly vague civilization, with outposts in all worlds and the spaces in between.
In their fashion, they communicate with everyone.
Nothing about the Grays reveals the slightest trace of personality, or character, or personal identity. They don't even bother with physical forms much. We get just the minimum.
Some say their appearance is like a mirror. They are able to observe anything.
That is how they managed to get involved in absolutely everything.
