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In the endless ocean of the cosmos, where stars shimmer like living cells in a colossal body, we stand on a grain of cosmic dust and dare to call ourselves “vast.” Yet right now, on the tip of your finger, billions of tiny beings are building their own worlds — worlds that, to them, stretch into infinity, just as galaxies do for us.

Maybe the universe is only the slow breath of something far greater… And maybe we, with all our pride and science, are just a microscopic dream swirling inside the mind of a sleeping god.