Pyrotechnics
Pyrotechnics held locally on a black hole of entropy tell a story of interaction and hopefully reveal a clue to galaxy formation and celestial exercise in the as yet unknown plane of celestial winter. As the matter radiates in the outward direction due to the cooking effect of friction Hawking radiation is observed like a spark of genius and thus gravity is overcome even in these extreme circumstances. Gravity is an overwhelming force in the event horizon but this is circumvented by this observed matter distribution like an angels halo shining through celestial frost causing the physicist community to tune their instruments like a play of intrinsic truth and hopefully see a word or two added to the quantum mechanics theory of evolution. Angels like a celestial mirage take a shape that is fussy around the edges and can act like a tidal wave of material that focuses like a magnifier glass observing dust particles as heat is secreted. Thus the oven bakes but the timer is set to almost an eternity but not quite as the black hole loses mass like a deflated balloon, dying with a whimper like a lost child in a black sea of dreams.
Hole
Worm holes may not have to be created by carbon based life as they could be a feature of this fabric we like to call the Cosmos. As supernova give way to tears in the dimension of space and time new pathways are constructed like a celestial building site. Workers are not needed just the laws that govern this process of intergalactic refuge and solace. New halls are reachable and new dwellings if the laws that govern this new home are compatible with the constants that we have evolved from and thus grown to depend on. If the new experiment is balanced and verifiable by our own standards an escape will be executed leaving this celestial soup and reaching a new land of opportunity. Thus the cosmos may die in a big rip but life will find a way to continue to propagate in a new and friendly abode as the journey takes us past our sell by date. The shelf may be bare but the cradle will be welcoming just like a new born star or like a firework display that salutes and congratulates this new avenue of thought and continuum expansion. The ending of life will never come as new branches of the tree of life are found and negotiated like a mode of transport through cones of distrust and hatred and finally settling in a new crib of happiness and joy till the alarm clock reaches a new point of unrest and what happens then is anybodies guess.
Pyrotechnics
