Being on a star ship and traveling to the farthest reaches of the known and unknown Universes. I have had lots of time to think, maybe too much time to think?

I have been recollecting about the past. The time when a Zombie was just a minor threat and they picked through trash cans for a living. A time when wild animals could keep the Zombie populace under-control and humans thought Zombies were just a Hollywood gimmick…

I remembered the first Zombie that I saw, well at least the first Zombie that I would call a Zombie. I am sure I saw them many times in the war, but then in war everyone looked like a Zombie…

Little did I know that after that first Zombie neck that I stepped on and snapped in a cemetery to visit my long dead friend. did I realize what would become of my life as I took on hunting Zombies for the good of mankind. Not a lot of good did I do mankind as you can see now, we are all almost dead…

I get haunted with the facts and what I could have done different. f I only could have caught Zighile Comstock and removed him from the equation? Or if I had could it have been worse? It seems that the real culprit was the USA government and the fact that they promoted a Zombie Army in the first place. Zighile was just the brains behind it all. The money that has to be spent was the government…

I really felt down today and I could not get out of my mind the ungodly amount of death that I have seen. Now I am walking and talking a fantasy world of gods, angels and Zombies. I seem to have death following me where I go and no one is safe from my touch of death…

My age seems to have stopped at around 55 years old and from what Prometheus says I will look like this for eternity. That is an issue that I am not sure how to deal with. I did not ask for all this and it seems that as I have a touch of death, the people around me just keep giving me more ways to kill, more ways to be in-kill-able and more ways to be closer to what a real god is…

I have such low opinion about myself that I don’t feel like a god, I feel like a human that wants to cry. I fell week and I feel worthless…

So I write this post and let you know how I feel. Let you know that I am no happy to live forever. Let you know that I hate my friends dying around me. Let you know that all is not good in the universe and we are close to loosing all that we know as good…

Prometheus is listening too me and she is silent and sad. I find it strange that a Ship has so many feelings and so many wishes. Prometheus is such a strange entity and she is so powerful, I wish we had time to go to her home planet. I understand now, that her kind are born not built. They are born from a star near heaven and there power is almost as unlimited as a gods…

Maybe once we talk to God, we should find her home world and see if there is more help available. We could use Reaper Ships to fight…

I still have issues that Zighile is still alive. Does that mean that my family could still be alive. Are we all gods that will never die, are we all just pawns in a game of chess and will manipulated forever…

Will earth be populated again? Will the Universe survive or will it start over with this War of the Gods? How many times has earth been populated, died and reborn again? How many times have I lived in the Universe? How many times have I repeated this scene that I am living and do I keep doing it over and over until I get it right? Is this all a Hollywood movie for the rich and famous on other planets?

I thought of Dogg and that he had powers given to him by the Indian gods on earth. A earth that is dead and ruled by Zombies…

I thought of Ben who I found scared at a cemetery, something about him was okay and I stopped myself from killing him. That was one of the best decisions that I ever made…

I thought about Clare, who Ben is crazy about. She is just like Ben, a Zombie but a Zombie of a type that I have only found two of and they are my friends…

Then I thought about all the dead and the soon to be dead, I guess many more will die before it is over…

I told Prometheus that we must not allow Dogg, Ben and Clare to die! They are my family and I explained to Prometheus that family is the most important thing in the Universe. That we must die for family if that is what it takes…

Then Prometheus said, “Then I must not allow you to die either!”

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…

PS: Next – We hit a “Bubble of Jelly?”