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Life is like being slowly pulled towards a Black Hole. Living on the Event Horizon. Beautiful swirling dancing lights. To all of us time feels different. At one point it might move slow. At another, it might seem gone too quick. Such breath taking awesome beauty, and the excitement of what's next. A touch of sadness, as we feel the inevitable force that pulls us on, towards the infinite darkness that swallows the lights of the Cosmos. Then, nothing.  The Exit to Existence.
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Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
Living on the Event Horizon
Life is like being slowly pulled towards a Black Hole. Living on the Event Horizon. Beautiful swirling dancing lights. To all of us time feels different. At one point it might move slow. At another, it might seem gone too quick. Such breath taking awesome beauty, and the excitement of what's next. A touch of sadness, as we feel the inevitable force that pulls us on, towards the infinite darkness that swallows the lights of the Cosmos. Then, nothing.  The Exit to Existence.
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Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
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