Apple Snake Opaqueness

Trillions of planets whirl around a trillion suns. Some, nestled within the lavender hearth. Of the haloed goldilocks zone. Are we alone - are there infinite sprigs of life. Somewhere in that crown of delight and frightful blackness. Would it diminish our uniqueness. Diminish earthly achievements. If the heaven harbored maelstroms of unearthly beings? Maybe there's a trillion Edens. A trillion Adams-a trillion Eves. A trillion apple snakes-a trillion temptations. A trillion fates of clarity and opaqueness. A trillion light years of ignorance. Separating a trillion truths from our genesis.