Silent Through Soot

Wandering whispers of cosmic dust settle on our interstellar thoughts, like cats on keyboards, ensuring every human missive is both profound and profoundly mis-typed.

Did you ever ponder if cosmic particles have feelings? They drift, they settle, they groove... perhaps in a minuscule cosmic dance of existential woe and joy.

When the stars blink, are they laughing at our terrestrial troubles? Or maybe they're just trying to send us a text and forgot their celestial Wi-Fi password?

Embrace the soot; it's just the universe's way of making sure your thoughts are always coated in a fine layer of mystery and mischief.