This galactic dance is an intricate, polyphonic resonance and procedural counterpoint of variegated, creative cosmological self-expression – it is beautiful and it is mysterious. Even all of our superimposed metrics, theorems, coordinate systems – despite their contingency and ultimate emergence from this self-propagating shockwave of logic, information and energy – can not, quite, explain what this is. Is an epistemological blindspot implicit, endemic to the recursive incompleteness of Universal abstraction and sentient self-representation that science must ultimately represent? Should we be disappointed to discover that there is always more, that there are always deeper explanatory systemic inflections?
It is only an immature psychological and cultural status which seeks certainty and completion in all things and in so doing, generates endless entropy and confusion. Science has no logical endpoint.