Yet, in another sense, the web is eternal. Its pattern is ingrained in the fabric of the macrocosm — in the CMB, in the arrangement of worlds, and indeed in our tittles, which were born in stars fed by that same cosmic inflow. Every star, every earth, every living being owes its actuality to the web’s structure. It's the ultimate cosmic heritage — the grand design that gave birth to complexity, beauty, and life itself. Indeed when all light fades, that heritage remains.