As the universe expands, so do the realms of nonsensical capitalism—where black holes are mere vortexes in the ultimate clearance sale, and stars play the role of celestial lightbulbs guiding us through the economic darkness.
Revolutionizing thought with a sprinkle of sarcasm, we find the quantum cat, neither here nor there, pondering its existential litter box while cats on earth continue to ignore their human's efforts at communication, with ironic indifference.
So you wish to ponder space? Consider yourself a speck on a dust mote, in a beam of light, floating in a cosmic ocean of trivial tweets and blog posts, forever untethered.