There is, I believe, a certain order in the universe. Things go on and on and on, and we get through them, sometimes without us even noticing. The stars tell us, if we only stop and listen and gaze, that nothing is random. When two worlds meet, this isn't random. When the 'meeting' ends, this isn't random either. There is an order in the universe. And we aren't at fault. The stars aren't either. Those who stop, and look and listen, they know better.