>maximum file size is 4MB
Had to scale my universe down a bit
Ｊｕｓｔ ｋｅｅｐｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｂａｌｌ ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ． Ｗｅ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ ａｌｌ ｍａｋｅ ｔｈｅｓｅ ｔｈｒｅａｄｓ． ． ．
>when galaxies collide
It would last for millions of years, I wonder what it would be like to live during such a time? Would we be torn out of our sun's orbit or pulled into another star?
I had this poster in my room, more than 10 years ago... It made me feel small and not important, but in very... comforting way. I loved it, thank you OP (or whoever posted it).
NatGeo is the shit, you are most welcome
Here, have some space missions
I for one welcome our new technocratic overlords
Let the worthless parish
One day we will be ruled by politicians and businessmen but rather by the only constant in this world, mathematics
Comfy and aesthetic as fuck.
Thanks /B/ros, I needed this.
Where's this from?
Also some OC.
L e t m e k n o w w h a t y o u t h i n k . . .
Everywhere and Never fading, Rude to talk when He is listening, Not quite dying, Not quite living, But for sure he’s Still existing, Left no memory Of his presence, Gone forever, Unimportant, Can’t retain a Stable body, Set consumed him, Only rotting. Broken doorway Leads you deeper, Empty room and He’s the keeper, Stumble forward, Knees are shaking, All around you, Space is breaking, The darkness, Surrounding, your heart can’t, Stop pounding, You’re dying, it's over. Can’t remember, What his name was, Talked in numbers.
Cracked and melted, Mind is twisted, None had seen and, No one wished it, Work was cut off, Family forgot
Past is worthless. Magic broken, Can’t be revived, Despite efforts, Did not survive. You’re falling, Start calling, nobody, Is coming. Refusing, It’s bruising, You’re grasping
For something. Shattering mind, Can you refuse? Reality keeps reacting.
World Creator, His position, Taken over, Long forgotten. Running down the hall, You catch your breath, There’s nothing left. You start to fall Through the void, there’s no choice, You call out hopelessly to all the darkness. Inching back to check again
He’s disappeared now,
Now’s not the time. Spreading endlessly through time, Body never carried off, Stuck like this for now. Never fixing the problem, Those trapped by Islam have lost all hope. Fight on the left, Meme on the right How will you Act in-between, Items consumed, Approach this?
Fight on the left, Meme on the right, Check him too. Act in-between, Items consumed, Don’t forget… A drawing, Three people, Poorly drawn, Is missing. A folder, Locked away, He’s crying, it says, “Don’t forget.”