..What?

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     Dude, What? People are getting crazy on fixed gears. Not your standard Keo Spin on a 700CC conversion anymore.. These new ripps are Dirt Jump parted out, with BMX ratios, bombproof and ready to sizzzle.
                                                                           But- Anyway-

     As much as Drugs and Stereo is always striving to be a more "professional" blog, meaning that it is becoming rare within the pages to find my personal input, today is going to be an exception. Rarely do I experience things worth really transmitting across the internet, I mean sure, Ill post an interesting video, a few pretty pictures, a new track (With that Wobble Wobble Wobble TING!) or something of the like, but its few and far between nowadays for me to experience something worth posting a "check out my opinion on this life scenario" article.
   And thats just the point. It has become overwhelmingly clear to me that during times in my life, NOTHING interests me.  Its a lot like Berryman's Dream Song 14:

"Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn,
and moreover my mother told me as a boy
(repeatingly) "Ever to confess you're bored
means you have no
Inner Resources." I conclude now I have no
inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
Peoples bore me,
literature bores me, especially great literature,
Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
as bad as Achilles,
who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag."

-Now, it is given Berryman isnt really complaining about the day to day that we all experience, depending on who you ask, and obviously his use of both alarming truth, as well as pure sarcasm can inspire much debate as to what he is really after, but thats a whole 'nother story. Regardless- Life, friends, is Boring.

And indeed, I am often found within the throws of boredom, screaming and kicking about in my head, trying to arrive at anything worth arriving upon. And often, this arrival never comes.
I sit and write, or photograph lines on paper, or run and run and run dropping my heavy feet one after the other with the idea that I am being productive. My God! The pure monotony of running is both its source of beauty and its greatest downfall. If I become too disinterested in life I will sleep, or fill time with the vices that men often do. And honestly, this has been going swimmingly and horribly at the same time, for quite some time now.
Is it our condition? This ebb and flow of interest?
I'm not sure if this is a disease of social placement, or a personal chemical imbalance between my ears.

But

I have stumbled upon something worth waking up for. Worth reading for. Worth trolling about the interweb for. And that my dear reader is Black Holes.

Now, some of you I'm sure, were not expecting this to be the point of interest I was leading to, however, lets take some time to realize how incredible our true ignorance is.

Science IS NOT Fact.

Now, obviously, we (People) use science and the scientific method to place order to the actions around us. And, yes, there are many scientific "facts" that you, and I, hold true and unchallengeable. However, there are also VAST amounts of "Science" that are speculation, as they should be, do to the most important character of Science itself- an indefinite make up. Science is not stagnant. Remember it wasnt until the late 19teens that Relativity was being discussed (and often laughed at) and not until the year 1921 that Einstein disclosed an explanation of the Photo-Electric Effect.  This example is short, but holds true to what I'm trying to convey- Science, and for that matter the order of what we consider real is always (ALWAYS) in flux.

Now, lets continue.

Black Holes have been made into somewhat of a Sci-Fi object as opposed to a label for a collapsed Super Massive Star Structure. Seeing as some of you may not be current on what a BH really is, here is a simple break down-

A cloud of dense H and He gas is... uh.. there.

After time the density of the gas is increased 

Sometimes this produces a Massive Star

So- a Massive Star is gonna do something like this 

"Oh man I'm really big! This is Tight!" But then Gravity is all like "Shit Sucka! Im bout ta shrink yo big ass!" (KkKkkKKRrRrRRUUSHHHH!)
And then the inside of the Massive Star is like "Hell No! You bouta feel my WWWRRRRrath!" and its interior thermal energy pushes back against the inward forces of Gravity (WOOSH!) and then the star is settled in Equilibrium (This scientifically is when the core begins H fusion). 

This will go on for some time. The Thermal Energy will take the Gravity to dinner, they will chat and play, and then one day they will kiss, and then the Gravity will move in with the Thermal Energy and they will be intertwined forever- until the core of the star (Which, until this point has been converting matter to energy via H- thats Hydrogen- fusion) has gotten way way pissed and hot, and it's H is converting to He (Helium) then to heavier metals, including Silicon..

AND THEN
(I know its getting lengthy, but pay attention kids, were nearing the good part!)
All the Gravity, for lack of a better term wins and all the matter involved in this Massive Star (that now has a much denser core than it did) collapses upon itself...
AND THEN...
..The rest will come later kids, Daddy is tired.
But the point is, I'm rather bored with my day to day, and I'm tryna  physically locate-
Heaven.
Trust me kids, it might just work.