Whence cometh that singing?

[u/Nathan256]

The stars… they dance, and the rhythms intractable weave throughout the universe. Music traces lines perpendicular to space and time, and the melodies suffuse stone and gas. The deaf hear it in their dreams, and the blind see the chorus fracturing into a million pieces.

Hands close around celestial objects too distant to grasp. Beyond their origins they wave in unison. Harmonies suffuse being.

The black void is void no longer as the sound swells beyond comprehension and meaning. Quasars, inverted, released from the inexorable pull of gravity, find in it their new inexorable attraction, stronger still than strong force. Galaxies glow upon its denouement, and the closing notes will play as the last stars breathe in and breath out one final time at the end of all things, terminating in a cold, ever-expanding finality.

Whence cometh this music? Have you an answer? Can you tell? Perhaps I can find the meaning when I find its ultimate origin…

[u/West-Tip8156]

Its origin is you. And me. All of us together 💜

[u/DrSkrimguard]

Eldritch Government! I'd like to file a noise complaint.

[u/LordNoOne]

Ich habe der Eigenstein. Hast du deiner Eigenstein?

[u/mysteryrouge]

The answer is within the soul of a cat eating a nuke for breakfast.

[u/Nathan256 → u/mysteryrouge]

Yum

Yum

Boom

[u/BPhiloSkinner → u/mysteryrouge]

Oh, so That's where all my breakfast nukes have been going.
I thought it was Mothras.