You ever just stare into the vast expanse of the heavens, earth, and space and start wondering if a candle burns in the night, does it stand out amongst stars? Is it really worth striving to be something brighter if you'll never be more than a small flame against the cosmos? Is this why a comfortable, good living is all that's expected and wanted for us by higher beings? To avoid the madness that only they can handle living with? How far can someone shine before their flame begins to forget where it started from? And can a little fish manage to survive in space if you put it into a little space suit with some kind of infinite food glitch through the presence of brine shrimp?



















