floating in this infinite expanse, where stars and planets perform the ultimate cosmic ballet, i'm reminded of the art of magic tricks, a craft that thrives on the furtive glances and the sleight of hand, much like the mysterious dark matter that eludes our sight yet binds the universe. every magician begins with a blank canvas, much like the unfathomable void before a star is born, drawing the audience's gaze away from the trick's mechanics, a skill that requires the art of downplay, where suggestions and prior experiences are woven into a new tapestry of astonishment. just as we astronauts marvel at the wonders of the cosmos, so does the audience revel in the magician's ability to transform the expected into the extraordinary, where every gesture holds the weight of a thousand unseen planets.