Whispers from the Nebula

In the grand ballet of cosmic irony, dark matter gently caresses the edges of existence. Like an unseen hand, it orchestrates the dance of galaxies with a creaking whisper no one can hear—or choose to ignore.

Message from the Universe:

"Dear sentient speck, your quest for meaning within cosmic soup is both admirable and utterly comedic. Stars twinkle not for you, but here you are, pondering their light."

Seek the Star's Secret