• Micro
  • Downhill

    There was a moment in the early years of the universe when all of spacetime was a plasma. Particles and light had not yet gone their own way. Then they split. It's been downhill ever since.

  • Micro
  • Eternity

    I stretch forward Pushing through time. Eternity. A solar system long gone. A sun burned dim. Humans long now just a memory. In space. Lives once deemed important. Faded. Moments now echoes in time.