In any direction I can point in, there are many galaxies.

Sometimes, I point, with my mind, to small things annoying me locally.

The man who fell to Earth, in the movie named after him, was asked by an Earth person, where he was from. He pointed downward and to the side. The planet he was from was in the sky on the other side of the Earth at that time. He pointed to the ground; he pointed through the ground.

Any direction I focus my attention in has many galaxies. Any breath I breathe in and out contains many air molecules.