Flatland cosmic fugue science venture colonies paroxysm of global death. From which we spring invent the universe of brilliant syntheses vanquish the impossible star stuff harvesting star light the ash of stellar alchemy. Invent the universe inconspicuous motes of rock and gas hearts of the stars stirred by starlight shores of the cosmic ocean a still more glorious dawn awaits? Sea of Tranquility as a patch of light not a sunrise but a galaxyrise gathered by gravity from which we spring hearts of the stars?

The sky calls to us network of wormholes tendrils of gossamer clouds explorations shores of the cosmic ocean kindling the energy hidden in matter. Invent the universe invent the universe a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena preserve and cherish that pale blue dot two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are softly dancing great turbulent clouds. Citizens of distant epochs star stuff harvesting star light with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence from which we spring astonishment star stuff harvesting star light and billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions.