I am bad at meditating. I could never get my mind to be still. Except recently I’ve been needing it to. And I’ve been feeling spiritually sensitive, so I tried again. I don’t know if this is normal, but I had vision accompanied with it. On two separate occasions:
It's time for a leap of faith
Reading Stephen Hawking it is obvious that he and his colleagues are very intelligent people. In the science and math aspects. But in the end, a theory is a theory. It takes a very intelligent person to know when they know nothing at all. Reading up on black holes is fun because of the simple fact that scientists are trying to prove something they cannot see. Even in the field of physics, of physical science, we still have no idea how things work or why. We just know they do. In the case of a black hole, it is a force you can't see but that has a gravitational pull strong enough to suck the light from neighboring stars. It is essentially a black spot in the universe where light cannot escape. Sounds terrifying, right? Hawking says that if an astronaut were to venture inside of one, there would be a great chance that he be stretched out from the tips of his toes to the top of his head in a long, excruciating disappearance. Or perhaps if he could maneuver his way through this dark wormhole, he'd possibly be able to travel distances and time across the universe that we have so far only seen in Sci Fi movies.
She got her scar from a survived suicide attempt.
Frostbite starts from the tips of your toes and fingers and slowly spreads. Like blood through your veins it travels a beautiful path through the body, along the skin. The path it leaves behind is permanent. The trail it leaves behind begins to fall into a bliss. Limbs are free. Freeze me.