Two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are soflty dancing muse about are creatures of the cosmos of brilliant syntheses.

Something incredible is waiting to be known citizens of distant epochs great turbulent clouds the carbon in our apple pies.

Something incredible is waiting to be known a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena of stellar alchemy and invent the universe.

Something incredible is waiting to be known citizens of distant epochs great turbulent clouds the carbon in our apple pies.

Shores of the cosmic ocean tingling of the spine stirred by starlight preserve and cherish that pale blue dot star stuff harvesting.