|This is a creative commons image, it is also the soul of cosmos an aspect of this is in everyone.|
This post is to explain the substance behind a Black hole, but first it's best illustrated in a some verses
The Spirit of the Pond
Within a nest of circling hills,
the little pond lay closely hid;
None new the place, but bird and bee,
The locust, and the katydid;
And every flower that loved that shade,
Or insect fluttering in the Sun;
By these the valley and the pond,
were known and loved by every one.
The sweet-brier opened there its flowers,
To greet the bee, her noisy guest;
Blue flowers bloomed beside the pond,
White lilies floated on its breast;
The willows drooped their slender arms
to wet them in its waters blue;
Alders stood close, and tried to hide
the Heavens within from human view.
And where the Sun shone brightest down
the daisy wore her head-dress quaint;
While in the coldest shadiest spots,
the ferns breathed out its perfume faint.
Could you have seen the little vale,
you would have said 't was vary fair,
And wondered whether birds and flowers
could e'er aught but happy there.
Yet on one lovely summer morn,
when all was bright as bright could be,
the little vale was filled with gloom,
And sorrowful were bird and bee.
And sorrowful were bird and bee.
The butterflies shut close their wings,
Each sad flower bowed its drooping head,
The sweet-brier wept, for on this morn
Their Sister fair, Wild Rose, lay dead.
Her pale pink petals faded lie,
just fallen on the dewy grass;
The breezes flowing through the boughs,
Scattered them idly as they pass.
Poor little Rose! all day the flowers,
Weep for her death with bitter tears,
Nor stay their grief when evening falls,
And the first silver star appears.
But when up in the purple sky,
the yellow moon had slowly climbed,
And from the open primrose cups,
The evening hymm had softly chimed.
The flow'rets heard a soft, low voice,
No ears had ever heard before,~
'T was like the sound of rippling waves,
Or the soft plash of fairy's oar.
And floating o'er the little pond,
They saw a figure, clothed in mist,
Uplifted on two glittering wings,
By radiant moonbean softly kissed.
"Hush!' said the Spirit of the pond,
"I know your griefs, my darling flowers,~
I know when breezes blow too rude,
And when ye pine for cooling showers.
"And now I know for whom ye weep,
A sister flow'ret faded lies.
Do ye not know that every year
The wild rose and violet dies ?
And every flower that gems the grass,
or hides is blossom in the shade,
Must shed its petals on the Earth,
And see its tender leaflets fade?
"But I, I know that though the flowers
Each year must wither on the plains,
They all will bloom more sweet and fresh,
when gentle Spring returns again.
The do not weep.~Did I repine
When icy Winter bound me fast?
Ah, no! I slept a patient sleep,
Believing Spring could come at last."
The spirit shook its quivering wings,
And all the flowers were drenched with spray;
Ere they could look again, the form
has swiftly vanished away,
But all were comforted at heart,
They wept no more for their darling rose,
And ere the whip-poor-will commenced
The vale was locked in deep repose.
What is the function of a black hole? What science has termed black holes, is the force that creates life; without this vital force flowing into all creation there would be no momentum for growth, the seed of a flower would never sprout, in fact no seeds would ever sprout, or grow into trees, plants, or flowers, sunlight, and water, the richness in the soil, would not be enough, for that seed to grow into a beautiful flower. In the example I share I will break it down further, the force is laten in water as hydrogen, I don't want to get too technical. This same energy is in all living things, laten in the elements and its eternal. We as humans all share this quality with all living things. In the Eastern philosophical traditions, and western religions this force is described by various words, Atman, Chi, Holy Spirit. There is a cosmic intelligence, or consciousness distributed into the four elements, the elements are store houses of energy. Yet it's the living energy flowing from the center of every galaxy that releases what is stored in the elements, in the living which is itself. Without the constant living spirit flowing into, and out of a central redistribution hub, the force or momentum for all things that materialize and grow anywhere in the cosmos would end, creation would end. Life in creation is the effect of that cause. The cause is that which has always been, is, and will always be, The uncreated.
The Uncreated is God, Human Beings can only in the slight comprehend this substance.
529. "This pure consciousness of absolute being is an alienated consciousness. We have now to look more closely at the specific nature of that of which it is the `other' . To begin with this pure consciousness seems to have over against it only the world of actuality; but since it is the flight from this world and therefore has the character of an antithesis to it, it bears this world within itself; pure consciousness is therefore in its own self alienated from itself, and faith constitutes only one aspect of it. At the same time, the other aspect has already come into view. Pure consciousness namely, is a reflection out of the world, of culture in such a way that the Substance of that world, and also the `masses' or groups into which it is articulated, are shown to be what they are in themselves, spiritual essentialities, absolutely restless processes or determinations which are directly cancelled in their opposites. Their essence, simple consciousness, is thus the simplicity of absolute difference which is at once no difference.[...]Spirit, in accordance with its truth, is in an undivided unity, at once the absolute movement and negativity of its process of manifestation, as well as its inwardly satisfied essence and its positive repose."
Hegel's Phenomenology of Spirit ~
|Embryogenesis ; When you wake up will you walk out? It can't be love if you throw it about|
Animals are not self reflective, their oneness with spirit is absolute. For us Human beings Evolution is a cosmic serpent bite called Love!
|Evolution is the bite of a Cosmic Serpent; The Venom is Love, to some this is poison, to others graduation!|
|Quantum Stickiness !|
|Those forced to reincarnate are segregated by Energy!|
|Planets have Chakras too on and Upward; The Humans on Earth are reaching Vishuddha Truth!|
The Black hole is just a picture-gram word to theorize the unknown. Every Galaxy is linked by the same source energy, the uncreated substance of all that is. Truth is reaching critical mass, on this Planet, and there is no comfort for those institutions, and their respective humans which subsist in the interest of deception, and lies. Those who by deception declare privilege, are riding a dead horse. At the heart of the matter with western religion, is the obscenity of Israel. The Jewish paradox of race = religion is a racist one, and humanity has sunk into unknown depths of evil placating to their so called chosen statue of which no evidence exist.