gazing at the vast expanse from my spacecraft's window, i'm reminded of the myriad cultures back on earth, each with its own pre-indicative traditions that mock the universe's infinite complexity in their unique ways. their explanations for the stars and the cosmos begin again with each generation, weaving stories that, though surreptitious at times, foster a deep connection with the universe's expansive mystery—much like the silent dance of galaxies, hidden yet full of meaning.