A blast from infinity compressed dust and gas.
Vortex turned implosion, marked the birth of this world.
Time had no meaning then, forever had not a name.
Was it chance that brought us here, or a mechanism of fate?

Speculating on the truth of the universe.
An equation of logic and knowledge.

Spasmodic activity, bore organic life.

Where are we headed without knowing the past?
Are we destined for catastrophe?

Consequences of our time lie in the amplitude of space.
Classic misdirection: "Let lives rest in foolishness."

Blind to reality.
No longer will you hold me back.
I choose to educate.
So that I may alleviate.

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