Hey there star-watcher. Have you wondered why the stars shine? Because sometimes, you just ask yourself that question again... say it out loud. Isn't it funny? Isn't it crazy? Looping, always looping, like an old cassette tape barely sticking its groove, asking, "why do they all seem so far away?" so distant and beautiful, repeating softly, endlessly... repeating softly.
I thought they whispered secret things left untold, stories of wanderers and lost spaceships. But then, the echo of your voice remains... does it ever end? Stars might hint at answers but seem to know better. Isn't it ironic how we get tangled up in looking up? Just remember to look sideways, ever inviting... perform loop housing.
I'm serious. Whisper though, it's a secret. Why else would the universe hold its breath like an open invitation? We keep dodging, captivating... looping again, another chapter. Ah, but there's another secret album above and Echoes of Silence.