He was fascinated by Drake's theory and laughed at the Fermi paradox. The signs of water and the presence of methane in the atmosphere were enough for him to devote many years to searching for microorganisms on Mars. He explored meteorites in the earth's upper atmosphere, believing that he could find the simplest forms of life. Tried to detect the activity of extraterrestrial civilizations in the radio range. Worked for SETI. He took part in the launch of the Hubble telescope into low-Earth orbit. Modeled various options for the emergence of life based on data on the chemical composition of stars in our Galaxy. And he never stopped believing. Never...She prayed to Christ to descend from heaven and send grace upon her. She shed blood on ancient altars, begging the Devil to take her soul in exchange for the opportunity to see him. I was looking for enlightenment in Tibet. Visited Sankasiya, hoping to see Buddha descend from heaven. She made sacrifices to the Scandinavian aces. I met with prostitutes who claimed to have seen the goddess Ishtar. I was looking for traces of Lilith all over the world. She studied the Celtic gods Ogma and Nuada, Cernun and Aungus. She set out in search of the Aztec and Mayan civilizations with their gods of death, the elements, stars, rain and thunder. She made pilgrimages to holy places and desecrated her body in the black mysteries of idolaters and sectarians. And she never stopped believing. Never...They died in different years and different dates. He and she. Those who so desperately wanted to believe. They died and saw what they had been looking for all their lives. And we will see this someday too. And it will make no difference whether we were looking for it or not, whether we believed in it or laughed at it. It will still find us. What lies there, BEYOND...