Black Hole.

 

 

A black hole appears.

Gravity stronger than a billion suns.

Pulling me slowly into its endless abyss.

Will I be sucked into the darkness?

 

My mission.

My purpose.

My vision.

Is to alleviate suffering in this world.

Will I fulfill this life’s mission?

 

The black hole of distraction.

It’s gravity stronger than a billion stars.

Addicted to scrolling.

Scrolling through the darkness of social media.

 

There are no passions found in the black hole.

Only distraction.

No purpose or meaning.

Countless missions left incomplete.

 

 

Social media & distractions are not all meaningless blackholes. But we must be careful that we do not get sucked into their gravitational pull. Set boundaries. Know the signs of addiction. Use mindfully. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Stardust.

Infinite space.

Infinite time.

Infinite possibilities.

 

The darkness of a black hole.

The blinding light of a quasar.

A massive star becomes a supernova.

A supernova transforms into a pulsar.

Dancing light into the darkness.

 

Does the Universe mourn the dying star?

Or does it celebrate the supernova for giving birth to new life?

 

Does a star truly die?

Or can it only transform?

 

For I am stardust.

Born from a dying star.

Dancing into the darkness.