theosmash

Cosmic lore

In the vast expanse of cosmic space,

Lies a mystery, a dark embrace.

Black holes, they call them, anchors grand,

Where matter swirls from every land.

But wait, dear friend, there\'s more to see,

Beyond what we were taught to be.

For these dark giants, seeds of night,

Might just hold a different light.

Information, once thought gone,

Could have a journey, long and drawn.

Not lost to time, nor to the void,

But perhaps through space, it\'s redeployed.

Ejected from a different place,

In another time\'s embrace,

A theory whispers, soft and mild,

That black holes might preserve the file.

Imagine then, a cosmic dance,

Where information gets a second chance.

From one spacetime to another hurled,

A tale of physics, unfurled.

So, next time you gaze at the starry night,

Think of black holes, not just of might,

But as keepers of a cosmic lore,

Where secrets hide, and then much more.