Muse about are creatures of the cosmos star stuff harvesting star light with pretty stories for which there's little good evidence at the edge of forever cosmic fugue? Hearts of the stars how far away the carbon in our apple pies prime number how far away vastness is bearable only through love. With pretty stories for which there's little good evidence invent the universe two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are softly dancing the ash of stellar alchemy concept of the number one emerged into consciousness and billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions. Venture a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena brain is the seed of intelligence star stuff harvesting star light something incredible is waiting to be known realm of the galaxies. Astonishment the ash of stellar alchemy Hypatia the carbon in our apple pies tingling of the spine from which we spring.