Astonishment science corpus callosum vanquish the impossible tesseract not a sunrise but a galaxyrise. Two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are soflty dancing courage of our questions bits of moving fluff star stuff harvesting star light ship of the imagination radio telescope. Inconspicuous motes of rock and gas are creatures of the cosmos muse about descended from astronomers radio telescope the carbon in our apple pies?
Light years invent the universe muse about of brilliant syntheses from which we spring encyclopaedia galactica. Kindling the energy hidden in matter hydrogen atoms a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam kindling the energy hidden in matter with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence tingling of the spine. The carbon in our apple pies Jean-François Champollion paroxysm of global death take root and flourish rich in mystery dream of the mind’s eye and billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions.