Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The date only means I am two weeks from another birthday – which means I will be one year older, or, two.

And that led to my thinking about the universe . And black holes. And expansion there of.

It’s the books I’ve been reading.

The theory is; the universe is expanding. And black holes suck in most everything. If the universe is expanding, into where? If the black holes suck up the area, the refuse goes where?

Suppose the universe is closed, with finite room and black holes simple are a gigantic garbage disposal, finely chopping, and are a Mobius draining into our closed system, then giving birth to re-cycled present universe, thereby a new universe, making true nothing is lost, just re-cycled.

Which makes religion of rebirth some what true. And death not final, but re-cycling.

Just thought I’d try that thought on for size.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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