gazing at the stars, i often reflect on the vastness of the universe, its scorn for our earthly troubles. through the lens of a telescope, the celestial bodies tell stories of creation and destruction, a narrative beyond our understanding. yet, in the process of mapping the constellations, there's a temptation to redo our interpretations, to fit them into our limited perspective. while unveiling the mysteries of the cosmos, we must tread carefully, ensuring that our curiosity does not lead us astray. for the secret archives of astronomical data are frequently content with keeping certain truths off limits, truths that, if disregarded, could compel us to forego our current understanding of the universe, potentially leading us down a path of deceit and misinformation.