👀👀👀 That-that Doesn't Prove A Damn Thing

I'm skipping journaling today because my schedule is too packed to have another emotional realization at Ross. Maybe I'll just write a poem and share it here 🤷‍♀️

My wife 😭😭

My wife my goddess

sometimes

(1/8/2019)

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Cr : ClaraDeArte

Small hyperfixation time.

I'm a slut for space. Id kiss it on its lips if I could, but I can't. Anyways, space is such an interesting concept, I even wanted to be an astronomer at one point just because of how freaking neat stars are and how they're studied. Like the Boötes Void will always be crazy to me.

For those who don't know what that is, let me explain. The constellation Boötes is a large ass area, with a radius of about 330 million light-years across. And with an area that big, there should be an estimated 2,000 galaxies within it, right?

There are 60.

Voids are so interesting to me, but also with how large and vast space is it makes sense that something like this would eventually happen. But this is what I wanted to talk about, the infinite expansion of space.

I won't get into the question of 'what is space expanding into?' because that's a whole lot of math and science words that I don't think I have the brain power for today.

Anyway, the event is an intrinsic expansion and it makes it so that galaxies and planets are constantly getting further from Earth cause of the parts of the universe that aren't bound by gravity starting to spread and being pulled by the edges. Its really neat and that's the gist.

But my main hyperfixation is the infinity part. Like, we know how big a word that is right? It brings up so many ideas. For me, what I think of, is that there are an infinite number of planets. And an infinite number of galaxies. And even if space isn't fully expanding forever and ever, there are billions upon billions of galaxies that make chances so high for things.

I've always liked to think that the multiverse theory exists here. That this infinite growth means and infinite number of Earths being created, an infinite number of possibilities happening on each one. And glitch in the matrix type stuff, and Mandela's effect stuff makes me think that those portals or movement from one world to another is nothing more than a wormhole.

This is a beyond crackpot theory but like, why not get whimsical with it? Its probably not real, and neither is probably the bank of souls where we all come from, but it's fun to think about. And why go through life thinking of boring stuff when you can think about this?

Math would easily prove me wrong, but I like the concept of it.

Anyways, that's my rant. Mwah, love y'all.

Currently working on a manga titled Technicolor Custodian, a shonen following a train robber turned custodian, a member of the Cleaning Services, responsible for wiping corrupted magic from the world, and the creatures they create.

Below are some of my best pieces, hoping to share more soon :)

Apologies if the screen tones seem to bug out.

Fess up y'all