Spatial

For days, he sat there, watching as comets blazed across the dark tapestry of the sky and far-off stars burned with a fire that was born long before Earth itself. He began to ponder the great mysteries of existence, his thoughts fueled by the isolation and the grandeur of the cosmos. He wondered if the universe was simply the result of chance, a grand cosmic accident, or if it was designed by some greater intelligence, a cosmic architect. He wondered about the purpose of his own life, and whether he had any part to play in the great cosmic dance.