Glory is the body of space.

He shall’m told that it who grows, shall forever grow. And will be unreachable.
Glory is the body of stars, for so distant. Once will never see the light of again, for he shall cherish what is the light of their presence.
For to embrace their heat of.
For to embrace their light of.
For to embrace their life.

For the groups of these stars, from clusters to galactic galaxies. Distance of, incredible.

Time simply doesn’t wait, and time doesn’t care.
For time will carry what is the greatest outcome.
Time can only lead to one ending.. Death.
For the death of time will become and the death of death will once become once there is nothing else to die.

Glory is the body of space.

And the glory is our fate.
Therein be the stars and the distance.

Fore’ to be beyond.