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Finally after what felt like an eternity I could feel a presence reach out to my mind.
That is several very loaded questions and would take awhile to answer.
I must admit this is a surprising turn of events. Considering how you have acted and your nature this is quite unexpected.
I almost want to make another quip but I decide against it.
Might as well give them a bit of breathing room so they can think how to respond.
Creatures of our nature are often said to be eternal, yet that is far from the truth.
It is an answer that we debate on how to verbalize. How to word. As are earliest memories are quite fragmented and to varying sensations and experiences are qualia internal to ourselves.
What we can say is that there is a beginning, and that there will be an end. Just as anything in the universe.
Typical, a vague non answer do to you being to lost in your love of obscurantism and subjectivity.
It is a vary loaded question, Cosmos. One that cannot easily be answered by one perspective. Obscurantism is a charge that we dispute.
Really? You love to hide and talk in riddles. Its so stupid. Just spell things out. You claim to be helping ponies yet you never just tell them directly.
I've sensed you reach out to the planet below. I know your star formations ofter clues to the future. It's all convoluted hogwash.
Then tell me, Cosmos, what can you do up here?
I honestly did not follow him. I was going to speak but felt the presence return to my mind. 
You tell me what can you do to affect the world below. Have you ever just casually talked to anyone?
No, I can't. The sky is a prison for me. Why would you exp...
I trailed off as I realized the point he had just made.
You realize it don't you? The sky is a very cold very lonely place. Some of my brethren are hundreds of thousands of miles away. Talking with those upon the ground is no easy feat and it took us many years to master to where we our now. Especially when creatures fear the night and our ambassador. The Mistress of the dream worlds and one of the few could easily communicate with us got banished to the moon.
I could almost feel my teeth that I did not possess grit in anger. Yet it was something that I couldn't deny was true. 
It left me in a rather confused state of mind in how to respond as I had, technically, been just humbled and gain a bit of understanding of creatures I hate.
When was the last time such a horror happened?