Centuries later, after their sudden, enigmatic departure, I read an obscure xenologist’s brief, in- formal account of “Superlove” – what she and her contemporaries called the crucial core of the Xunirics’ emotional constitution.
To make our relations more comfortable, the Xunirics have taken human form, a relatively facile transformation in appearance for them to undertake, a triffling inconvenience to remedy all the attention we’d ineluctably lavish upon them in their natural form. But of course, this change in outward presentation doesn’t distract us from the fact that the Xunirics have an emotional force intensely outshining any of our own. It’s like love but all the more so. Someone began calling it Superlove, and the name stuck. Naturally, the Xunirics have specific ways to refer to this emotion and its intricacies with their highly sophisticated optoaural language, most of which are (as with many of their experiences and concepts) a struggle to even approximate with our human forms of communication.
Superlove has a potency and ferocity that are by all measurements and estimations far in excess of our variety of love. The depth of this love in its myriad emotional manifestations is stunningly more profound. My initial reaction to reports of this was like that of most of my peers; “What?” my intuition immediately balked. “More profound than love? ” But of course, the vastness of the universe is a landscape that can nurture even tenuous possibilities into hearty realities, so why not more magnificent, utterly stupendous forms of love? And though the existence of extraterrestrial love is heartening, many people can’t help but somehow despair over our sudden confrontation with this wondrous emotional juggernaut, concluding that we are somehow rendered inferior by our “weaker” love.
But I seldom if ever become even tinged by such disparaging sentiments. The Xunirics are clearly far more advanced than we are. From what I understand, they’ve had the benefit of many more eons of biological evolution, numerous generations of emotional sages and all the technological development that grew out of their scientific pursuits. They also got lucky and hit the evolutionary jackpot, getting Superlove from the course of circumstances on their planet while we got our comparatively less formidable love. And, well, at least we can still call it love. Superlove is not so far surpassing our own puerile emotional states in complexity and intensity so as to appear as some other phenomenon entirely. And in many simple cases, Superlove is roughly analogous to love.
The most evident manifestation of Superlove is that the Xunirics’ compassion and empathy are much greater than our own. But then there’s far more. The very way they experience love is radically different. Their psychology is incredulously divergent from our own, so their expressions and sensations of Superlove are undoubtedly rich and complex beyond what we can comprehend intuitively. Apparently, they can simultaneously experience multiple forms of love in a kind of hugely multi-dimensional space of emotion, the fundamental structure of which deeply incorporates the properties of Superlove, so they are never without an awareness of love. It would be something like if we were to exist simultaneously in several places at once, all our incarnations suffused with a keen cognizance of physical space – of spatial relations – with different, dynamic flavors at every moment. This expanded love allows them to understand each other and the world in ways that reconfigure the perception of what we all too often consider to be physical constraints.
Over time, Superlove has led them to bold advances in their conception of the world. And thank goodness for that! With their mind-blowingly superior technology, they could have eradicated us with frightening ease or felt it far too condescending to even make contact with us. Simply put, they love the very universe itself in its entirety, in a holistic way that transcends what we would conventionally call love. I think those of us with deep, intense, earnest love can understand this to some degree, but frankly, I still find it difficult to intellectually appreciate this even after all the time I’ve spent with the Xunirics. In any case, as part of the universe, we have always been and always will be loved by them, a fact that still bowls me over from time to time.
Working and living among them, seeing how they Superlove each other in myriad, manifold ways, I’m constantly stunned. Any words I could possibly use would utterly fail to convey the expressions of Superlove I can observe and interpret, but I will at least make a modest effort to describe my thoughts. In ways episodic and ongoing, fervent and subdued, Superlove is displayed with all the bedazzling radiance you’d think capable of spawning new worlds, additional spatial and temporal dimensions, yet it also has a supremely serene calm as if the reality before you were tremulous light floating on a sea of downy wisps. Alas, this is all I have the confidence to express at the moment.
They are a staggeringly stupendous species. Perhaps portending what lies ahead for humanity. Though pessimists would say Superlove is an emotional paradigm we will never embody and the arrival of the Xunirics marks the humbling limitations of humanity’s development, that bears no ressemblance to the attitude the Xunirics have imparted upon me.
Her words leave me imbued with a keen envy that she had exprienced such communion with the Xunirics, had been in such close contact with what might be the future of human love, lying still eons out of our reach. And now, we look into the night skies wondering where they have gone, if the Xunirics are still within the vast cosmos or even among us now in cognito. For if they have some presence in our world, then certainly we are loved in ways we cannot fully comprehend now.