"As we dissect the cosmic filaments," the green bureaucrat pondered aloud, its antennae flickering in mimicked human curiosity, "do we not find our own bureaucratic entanglements akin to these universal webs?"
A pause filled the vacuum, absent of both sound and logic, as the red diplomat ponied its insightful dread, "Indeed, the emotional gravity well pulls us down discussions of interstellar taxation without universal representation."
Unearth these conversations further at Universal Whisper or explore Thought Webs.