Picture a nebula: a colossal omelette in the cosmic sky, scrambling stars and tossing planets like interstellar chives. But where do they go when they get scrambled? More on that in Home is Where The Start Is.
Ever tried to knit a nebula into a sweater? The yarn keeps unraveling into quasars. Don't believe me? Ask the paneled cats: Unquantum Whoville.
In the end, the only labyrinth truth extractors acknowledge is the one that leads to a donut shop on Jupiter. Glazed with gravitas, filled with physics. Directions in Chocolate Blackhole.