The cats cried

The cats cried, It's dark. It is so dark. In the vast and free world, they struggle for endless pain, live, occasionally scramble for food, occasionally look for partners, occasionally be countered by human beings and flee, and occasionally be able to eat a delicious meal given by contradictory creatures. They will also be tired, and they will look up at the immortal spark hundreds of millions of light-years away and shout. It's so dark, so dark everywhere, but why can you always be so bright?