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In the world as it actually exists, no one can conceive of Thon-Gul X.

Nobody proposes that an evil god, a wicked god of space, entangled in some freakish fashion with humanity, has conquered a distant world, manufactured a scissor-swarm (with a mix of industrial capacity and theological potency) and sent it forth to attack the Earth. There are some horror writers who veer shockingly close but nobody comes up exactly with the truth.

It’s a corner case on the causal graph.

Those happen, but they’re rare enough that inexplicability is just plain built in; and thus science, even in this bold new age of science . . .

Has a sad.

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