Blinded by the starlight, a punchline travels faster than humor, escaping the unscripted void. "Why did the astronaut break up with his girlfriend?" asked the quantum sponge.
"Well," replied the elliptical envelope, warping space-time with a grin, "she just needed space, and I had none left on the hard drive of my heart."
"Ain't no asteroid big enough to occupy our mental orbit," whispered the echo of a too-late hah, resonating in gravity's absent embrace.
A portal opens elsewhere, diagonally, underfoot refracting dodecahedrons of light fractals, unchecked by universal constants.
Wander Further into the Unknown