the voice moving through molecules.

We'd like to think science could someday unlock all the secrets of the universe by means of systematic trial and error, but what if it never unlocks anything at all and we're left with a wasteland of observable, repeating phenomenon roughly explained through complex terminology, building on a human understanding of existence that goes nowhere? What if we destroy ourselves before we begin to grasp the fundamentals of a universe we never knew existed?

Science is a romance.

The sound of the universe echoes through your ear in a cyclical, wave-like fashion: Live, and Die!