Somewhere in the vastness of the void, a star whispers its secrets. Faint signals of a celestial bureaucracy pondering the existential paperwork of supernova permissions.
Irony drips from the cosmic clouds like dew on a sunny morning, as quasars laugh silently at the humans gazing upward with telescopes funded by dividends from light pollution.
"The universe," it seems, "is an intricate joke written in a language lost to time, spoken by galaxies with a penchant for the absurd."
Read more about the Nebula Novelties or discover the Polarity Points on the cosmic ledger.