When Worlds (Almost) Collide.

"No one would have believed in the early years of the 21st century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. That as men busied themselves about their various concerns, they observed and studied. Like the way a man with a microscope might scrutinize the creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro about the globe, confident of our empire over this world. Yet, across the gulf of space, intellects, vast and cool and unsympathetic regarded our planet with envious eyes. And slowly and surely, drew their plans against us..."

- open narration from Steven Spielberg's 2005 movie adaptation of The War Of The Worlds, by HG Wells.

3am, Sunday morning.

With Mars approaching to within 36 million miles of the Earth, the startling brightness of the Red Planet stands out in the twilight night sky of Summer.  As I stop to look, a conflation of science fiction films come to mind; especially as the conjunction with the low Summer Moon brings to mind an image of rogue planets Zyra and Bellus from When Worlds Collide.