I always wondered what it would be like to be flying all day looking at this kind of thing. Awe-inspiring probably, but also desolate, beautiful, contemplative, a bit cosmic, and perhaps unnerving. It would seem to absorb a lot of creative energy to look at views like these more than a few minutes at a time. The visual fabric of ordinary life is predictable, but nothing in this is so structured. It adheres to a mysterious pattern involving huge amounts of gravity, heat, mass, light, and space and has a look entirely of its own.