Have you ever wondered if the clouds sigh when they forget the punchline to the universe's joke?
Or why stars blink—perhaps they're just winking at distant galaxies, sharing secrets from the cosmos' bar?
Down on Earth, these thoughts are but regular tea leaves, up in the sky they're bioluminescent squid ink.
Wrapped in pajamas made of sunbeams and moonlight whispers, we ponder the important questions like:
Does Jupiter host the galaxy’s best karaoke nights? It sure has the echo!

And remember: if you ever receive a postcard from a black hole, just assume it was sent by a time-traveling octopus.
After all, reality is merely a colorful glitch in an imaginative algorithm's code.