There's not enough light in the house. There's not enough light in the universe! But if I turn on all the lights in the house, I can keep it from tipping into the darkness.
So ... darkness somehow "weighs more" than light? That doesn't make any sense; how can darkness "weigh" anything? It doesn't; it just doesn't.
And then, as the weeks wore on:On the other hand ... I the dark, cavernous maw in the other room is sort of bugging me. All right, I'll humor myself, I'll turn on every damn light in the house.