This dimension, this time, this area of space, all that we are able to perceive with our primitive senses, is nothing more than a miniscule part of an infinitely complex food web, an abysmal island of human understanding in a vast sea of time and space. We are not but phytoplankton, cattle, servants, or bargaining chips to the myriad of other things that notice our little ant colony. We are dealing with entities who evolved outside of 3 dimensional space. They are not carbon based, they don't have conventional organs, they don't hunt for sustenance or rely on chasing dopamine. You can't "fight" them, they are not 'born' and they do not 'die', they don't bleed. They traverse through time as easily as a human walks and communicate using 'organs' and other means we can't fathom, you would simply call it telepathy. Sight, touch, smell, hearing, taste all rudimentary introductions to the millions of other senses they use to navigate through dimensions of time. I don't want to discourage anyone, if we could take sticks, especially our atomic ones, and beat them to death as we did to so many cousin tribes of humanity of old I would be all for it. But there is no "winning", there is no war to have. Essentially we are ants trying to understand how a cell phone functions, microbes in a vast ocean surrounded by infinitely more complex fauna and flora.
