Eventually it was discovered that the secret of crossing the galaxies faster then the speed of light lay in our willingness to slow the awakened-mind-craft down to the point where time was no longer moving.
At that paradoxical point of perfect abiding consciousness the journey goes into hyper-drive, and the impossible conflation becomes the new frontier world.
And a man and a woman find themselves in a garden and the story again begins to unfold.
There is no longer a need for apocalypse.
The love between us is divine.
And nothing else can be.