



Traveling the mycelial network is like commingling with the most abstruse blips of our celestial existence. I’ve seen these stars through a lens no one else has access to.
“Stamets is inside the network. In order to reclaim his lost neural function, we need to put the network inside him.”
Star Trek Discovery - S01E11 - The Wolf Inside
Can you hide your heart? Can you bury your decency? Can you continue to pretend to be one of them? Even as, little by little, it kills the person you really are.
You have to do it. Give the order. You have to wipe them out.
Please, sir. I no longer have my pips, but I’m still Starfleet. Don’t force me to slaughter this coalition of hope.