What is it about fireworks bursting in a black sky that fascinates and thrills us humans? Is it because we're somehow mysteriously-strangely-eerily-darkly reminded about the Big Bang from whence we came a long long time ago? Exploding and explosions, is that it, the important, critical, vital thingamabob? That we wouldn't be here if explosions didn't take place? The universe exploding into nothingness, followed by many more explosions, stars blooming and bursting, more explosions, matter shattering, getting scattered, atomic dust blowing, strange celestial brews brewing, spiraling, flying, more explosions and a whole lot of similar and dissimilar hogwash... ... stellar drops, protein lumps, cellular stews, microcosmic soups, primordial coups, ...
... an explosion of sperm, followed by frantic swimming, some race it was to that spectacular sexy ovum. And another explosive meeting, pronto, enter me, enter you, enter us – you all everybody, yeah!
... an explosion of sperm, followed by frantic swimming, some race it was to that spectacular sexy ovum. And another explosive meeting, pronto, enter me, enter you, enter us – you all everybody, yeah!
Hello Earth!
Hello Universe!
The heart in love exploding inside of us making us too big for this everyday minuscule life.Hello Universe!
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