On this evening, everything changed...  A large number of proto-psychic humans gathered and decided silently that something was more to life than what was within them. Although occasionally truly alone, they erased loneliness from their consciousness, even without the key to utter happiness, they all pulled themselves together; got a grip, grabbed a hold of themselves and continued... Whilst pondering in a lightless room, thinking about them, I realized how special they are and how much they can remember, and how much attention they need. Well, it's 90 outside, and I believe whatever all of this is may cool them down, and release stress...