Bruna. 28. Bisexual. Brazil. I've got a film degree.
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This is a multifandom blog. Expect lots of Hannibal and Star Trek. Also Vampire Chronicles. Lots of movies. There will be on occasion rock bands and singers. Also books and TV shows and random stuff.
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I rather believe that time is a companion who goes with us on the journey and reminds us to cherish every moment because they’ll never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we’ve lived. After all… we’re only mortal.
“Hmm. I am aware I was killed in 2379, but I have no memory of my death. My consciousness exists in a massively complex quantum reconstruction, made from a copy of the memories I downloaded into B4 just before I died.”
It says a great deal about the mind of Commander Data that… looking at the human race with all its violence and corruption and willful ignorance, he could still see kindness, the immense curiosity and greatness of spirit. And he wanted, more than anything else, to be part of that… to be a part of… the human family.
El: I’m torn. You need protection now more than ever. Picard: No. The ex-Bs need your protection much more than I do. And you must try to get the defensive systems here back online. El: But I may never see you again. Picard: Well, that’s true of any two people who are saying goodbye. El: Picard…