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inside a black hole
You know, nothing's ever come out again, what's been attracted to a black hole. It just disappears...into nothingness. Even light can not escape this gravity, so how could I? Twelve years ago I crossed the event horizon and since that time I've been lingering inside, coming from nowhere, going nowhere. What has happened, you ask? Well, how should I explain? I died...
You know how they say the world will be swallowed by the sun in about five billion years, after it - the sun - becomes a red giant? What they don't tell you is, that they created a black hole in the Large Hadron Collider near Geneva in Switzerland. That was 2012. What they also don't tell you, because they can't, is that they created another one, in 2015, but this one couldn't be controlled and it absorbed everything. Geneva, Switzerland, the whole world and even the moon. Every person on this planet was caught in darkness and for the last twelve years we were lost inside. But we are not all together, we are all alone. That's what I believe, at least. Since I have not seen a single real person for the last twelve years, I can only guess...
But it's not boring. Since light and even time don't really exist "behind" the event horizon, I can't say how fast time goes by. It doesn't have to be years...perhaps I'm just here for a few seconds and I'm still dying. It doesn't feel real at all, no pain, no emotions, nothing. Just me and this darkness. Well...and Kil. Kil's always been here, he's been here for a much longer time than I have and he told me many things about this black hole thing. He even knows how it works and where we go. Just twohundred and seventeen more years (or just a few more seconds?) and I'll be at the end of this "tunnel" (that's how Kil calls it). After that time, I'll get thrown out and there waits another life, just like the last one. Of course, I'll be another person and everything, but in essence it's - how does he say?- always the same damn thing. He seems to have his third visit in here and he really knows what's up...
Now you might say, that I'm contradicting myself by saying there was no real person in the second paragraph, but in the third I start talking about Kil...how does that work? Kil told me that I don't really exist in here. Matter gets torn apart upon entering, so I'm just what's left after the flesh rots away...How would you call it? A soul? Nah...that's boring. But just call it like that, you won't really get it. Since I don't exist, Kil also doesn't really exist. He's just here for fun...entertainment...just to talk. I don't know. He even knows Ellen, my wife. I don't know Ellen, but sometimes I see someone passing by. I wave, but she doesn't answer. After the fourth time I stopped waving...she stopped coming by. Who cares? Did I tell you about how there is neither time, nor emotions? There ist nothing, just me. And Kil.
Oh and strawberries. I love them, they appear and after a few minutes they disappear in another black hole - my stomach. And the greatest thing is I don't have to go to the toilet. And I can eat as many as I want to eat. But I have to share with Kil. Have I told you of Kil? He's always been there and he told me so much. But somehow I can never remember what he's told me. Oh well...who cares? You know, there are no emotions inside a black hole. No real form, no real feelings, just darkness...and me. And Kil. And Strawberries. Oh...and Ellen stopped coming by. Did I tell you about Ellen? No? She was my wife, Kil says. And she came by and waved, but now she doesn't anymore... Kil? Yeah...he's been here since before I came here and he can't leave. You know, nothing's ever come out again, what's been attracted to a black hole. It just disappears...into nothingness. Even light can not escape this gravity, so how could I? Twelve years ago I crossed the event horizon and since that time I've been lingering inside, coming from nowhere, going nowhere. What has happened, you ask? Well, how should I explain? I died...
You know how they say the world will be swallowed by the sun in about five billion years...
You know how they say the world will be swallowed by the sun in about five billion years, after it - the sun - becomes a red giant? What they don't tell you is, that they created a black hole in the Large Hadron Collider near Geneva in Switzerland. That was 2012. What they also don't tell you, because they can't, is that they created another one, in 2015, but this one couldn't be controlled and it absorbed everything. Geneva, Switzerland, the whole world and even the moon. Every person on this planet was caught in darkness and for the last twelve years we were lost inside. But we are not all together, we are all alone. That's what I believe, at least. Since I have not seen a single real person for the last twelve years, I can only guess...
But it's not boring. Since light and even time don't really exist "behind" the event horizon, I can't say how fast time goes by. It doesn't have to be years...perhaps I'm just here for a few seconds and I'm still dying. It doesn't feel real at all, no pain, no emotions, nothing. Just me and this darkness. Well...and Kil. Kil's always been here, he's been here for a much longer time than I have and he told me many things about this black hole thing. He even knows how it works and where we go. Just twohundred and seventeen more years (or just a few more seconds?) and I'll be at the end of this "tunnel" (that's how Kil calls it). After that time, I'll get thrown out and there waits another life, just like the last one. Of course, I'll be another person and everything, but in essence it's - how does he say?- always the same damn thing. He seems to have his third visit in here and he really knows what's up...
Now you might say, that I'm contradicting myself by saying there was no real person in the second paragraph, but in the third I start talking about Kil...how does that work? Kil told me that I don't really exist in here. Matter gets torn apart upon entering, so I'm just what's left after the flesh rots away...How would you call it? A soul? Nah...that's boring. But just call it like that, you won't really get it. Since I don't exist, Kil also doesn't really exist. He's just here for fun...entertainment...just to talk. I don't know. He even knows Ellen, my wife. I don't know Ellen, but sometimes I see someone passing by. I wave, but she doesn't answer. After the fourth time I stopped waving...she stopped coming by. Who cares? Did I tell you about how there is neither time, nor emotions? There ist nothing, just me. And Kil.
Oh and strawberries. I love them, they appear and after a few minutes they disappear in another black hole - my stomach. And the greatest thing is I don't have to go to the toilet. And I can eat as many as I want to eat. But I have to share with Kil. Have I told you of Kil? He's always been there and he told me so much. But somehow I can never remember what he's told me. Oh well...who cares? You know, there are no emotions inside a black hole. No real form, no real feelings, just darkness...and me. And Kil. And Strawberries. Oh...and Ellen stopped coming by. Did I tell you about Ellen? No? She was my wife, Kil says. And she came by and waved, but now she doesn't anymore... Kil? Yeah...he's been here since before I came here and he can't leave. You know, nothing's ever come out again, what's been attracted to a black hole. It just disappears...into nothingness. Even light can not escape this gravity, so how could I? Twelve years ago I crossed the event horizon and since that time I've been lingering inside, coming from nowhere, going nowhere. What has happened, you ask? Well, how should I explain? I died...
You know how they say the world will be swallowed by the sun in about five billion years...
Published 7th Oct 2014
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