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One day, we’ll surge past the exosphere, flying at two hundred ninety-nine million seven hundred ninety-two thousand four hundred fifty- nine
Albert EinsteinExpanded our view beyond the skylineReluctant superstar and intellectual forceRelatively speaking, of course! . . © 2019 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved. . .
My life is a black hole, Sucking in everything around it. Even light cannot escape my darkness, Even those that I love cannot withstand it.
The chance that a black hole will materialize on earth is so infintesimally small as to be considered 'practically' impossible But still the quantum physics suggesting the possibility
Say it to me again, I dare you. At first it was nothing. A black hole- Empty, no meaning. But, you feed it so much. It grows, being filled: filled with anger, tearing souls.