The death of stars is where the black holes are born, the most beautiful of nature's creations becomes a hole of despair; it traps light in between the infinites of eternity the space that is so vast where the speed of lights looks as if it is still. The stillness so calm like death itself, where we can hear our own heart beats and holds on to them.
Imagine a lightning that stays still on the skies as if it’s a photograph, the smile of the skies caught between the earth and endlessness, the beauty of power it etches upon our souls with which it pens down the song of the Gods, the magnetic storms where the spectrum of lightening is not limited to white alone but something that peeks in to the white and those threads which are shredded in to every possible bit
The mightiness of the space and the oceans is what shows us the meaninglessness of life. The morality we praise so much and our existence before this infinity looks so irrational almost as if it’s close to nothingness.
Can nothingness be quantified? i guess not, in that case what is the term "almost close to nothingness" means.
every measurement we make is relative, which in turn makes our existence relative to the vastness that lies beneath. can we be neglected or are we actually neglected by the rest of the universe. who knows the answers.
The vacuum of the Universe holds more meaning than the material existence of life since life itself was born from nothingness and disappears with no sign of whatever form again in to nothingness.
i believe when you are able to solve the puzzles of the universe, you would have understood that they are not meant to be understood
p.s: for now let us look forward to the solar storm that is due in 2012 :)
