The universe unfolds in silent revolutions, a discourse upon the invisible lines of time and space. Each celestial body a word in the epic poem of galaxies, written without ink, void of paper.
To understand these mechanics, you must begin with silence. The space between the stars is not empty; it is filled with potential. Forces unseen operate with exactitude. Gravity, the poet in the dark, pulls gently on all things, including the void, which resists yet conforms.
Consider the orbits. Ellipses drawn not on paper, but in the skies, across lightyears. A dance choreographed over epochs, marred only by the subtle interactions of unseen mass, dark in its nature, light in its effect.
As we calculate the trajectories, the language of mathematics becomes a part of the silence. Equations hum softly, like a forgotten lullaby, only the stars seem to remember its melody.
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