The governance of order.
The illusion of Maya slowly cracking, pieces shatter and fade as they dissolve into the ether.
The reality of life remains.
The reality of existence.
It's unfathomably unlikeliness of mathematical parameters to even exist at all.
Life , a planet in the back waters of this Milky Way, untouched and allowed an unbroken chain of evolution for over 4 billion years, amidst the chaos and violent nature of the cosmos.
A system of planets all encircling a sun of somewhat no significance but nestled within the lap of creation. Being nurtured.
Humanity at some turning point.
Will this species understand its significance?