There’s a long line at an ice cream parlor and a nervous guy is asking “can you please let me cut, I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die! Please!”
Eventually he gets to the front and gets his ice cream and is about to lick it when he immediately falls down dead
space is real, but only until the edge of the milky way. all the other galaxies are just images painted on the inside of a large sphere. to believe otherwise would be too ontologically costly