Ever wonder what it feels like to stand amongst the stars? To lose yourself in tides of cosmic wonder?
Last night, at 3 AM, someone said, "Do black holes have taste?" I chuckled softly, did you hear it too?
Phantom whispers of the past linger here, breathing life into the cosmos. "If only we could reach out and touch a comet."
"And the universe just smiled... just smiled."
The void beckons, reminding us we are a collection of stardust and dreams. Did you bring your telescope?
Here, thoughts drift—
Logic breaks like ice on starlit waters.
And then they say, "Why must the night be so heavy with silence?."