Gazing into the immeasurable vastness of the expanse, one was only allowed to process so much. Everything else could merely be observed and hopefully recalled at a later period of contemplation. The cornea of the universe seized only what pleased it, and manufactured inverted imagery into incomprehensible sensibility. One's imagination knew no limits for a brief time span before the iris contracted. Until eventually the illumination ceased, leaving the watcher to dwell in darkness, waiting for the light to return.
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