people ask me what i believe in all the time. maybe god or buddhism or maybe even poems that rhyme. but i believe in the universe and the art that surrounds me so, there is a black hole in the middle that not many people do know. i believe in art and the smiles on her face, i also fall for her and her un denying grace. i believe in books wether fiction or not, i believe in the facts that tell me the sun is hot. I've heard that there isn't any room for God in science, but maybe there is if you show some appliance. and the stars that shine above, are hydrogen gases that push and shove.
the middle of our galaxy is a massive black hole, not even light can escape, nothing ever whole. you see the parts of me, and you think, "oh shes so fine!" but deep inside of me is that black hole heart of mine.