
I don’t know where the black hole started. I’m sure earth is a microcosm
Maybe Sumeria. Maybe long before.
The light came here and built many places and things. Including the Europe you identify with it as. But now you are beneficiaries. You are scavenging Europe for women and wine. You do not embody what you once did.
The light was castrated and wasted and forced to build another continent. In a much shorter time. Thus America.
America is like what Europe was. Europe is like what America is becoming. The aesthetic differences are from the light. Unless you encapsulate it yourself. Which is the hope of the light.
The light knew he would look horrible and be tortured and castrates in America. So you scurried about and did whatever you did.
Some tried to preserve the light. All apparently were sucked into the black hole. And the world was going quickly. Through a series of black arts and philosophies and especially economics. And economic politics.
So root for your football team if you like. Or whichever gladiator you like. Until the wine is gone. If you like.
The light is buried under the weight of the darkness. He still tries hard to shine. And you will be able to see it if you clean him off. And the nova will be apparent. But apparently so will the black hole.
All the fields of art and philosophy will be apparent. All the eyeronies will be apparent. The light will be visible. As will the dark. It could have been visible the whole time. But all his your problems would have disappeared. But yours would have been visible. Now you all live in the brown eye.
Always your choice.
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