When one has to ask, "Am I really in love?" the answer is always "No".
Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.
Space can be mapped and crossed and occupied without definable limit; but it can never be conquered.
Any smoothly functioning technology will have the appearance of magic.
I've been saying for a long time that I'm hoping to find intelligent life in Washington.
I believe any malevolent supercivilisation would have rapidly self-destructed as we may be in the process of doing ourselves. If we do have contact, physical contact with aliens, I think it will be benign.