AFTER MATH

After the spectacle of nature pulling its strings creating a extravagant drawing on a canvas creating a night to behold with pure beauty for life to embrace . So feeling exited after witnessing the hands of creation I embarked into the oblivious, guided only by my will promise of wonder awaiting me beyond the horizon. With a heart brimming with curiosity, I set forth on a journey to witness some beautiful places, each one a masterpiece painted by nature's hand. From the sheer dust of matter to large stars to the azure depths of tranquil ocean of galaxies to life I still awaits to see, the new born that seemed to defy the bounds of imagination. Along the way, I discovered new born gems tucked away in heated corners of the world, each unveiling its own unique charm and enchantment. And as I immersed myself in the breathtaking occation that unfolded before my eyes .I went through vast amounts of beauties captivating even the greatest of the beings

I waited in patience like a hawk which awaits till eventful moment to strike there I saw after 500 million years solid rocks drifting above the dark horizon into endless void with intent of creation ,I was curious and looked beyond my view for anything in lust of entertainment and there I tranquil ocean of dust with rock hard objects with azure depths extending to the hands of creation .this is the After math of a wonder of the event .flowers upon my eyes fragrance of pure energy flowing through beyond its will. me, desprete of entering I took a step into tge first galaxy .

Entering a newborn galaxy was like stepping into a realm untouched by time, where the echoes of creation reverberated through the void. As I ventured deeper into its uncharted territories, I felt a sense of awe wash over me, like a cosmic tide pulling me further into its embrace.

The first thing that struck me was the sheer abundance of raw materials swirling around me – clouds of stardust and gas, shimmering with the promise of new stars and planets yet to be born. It was as if I had entered a celestial workshop, where the building blocks of the universe were being shaped and molded into wondrous creations.

As I journeyed deeper into the heart of the newborn galaxy, I was greeted by the sight of young stars igniting in bursts of fiery glory. Their brilliance lit up the darkness like a thousand suns, casting shadows that danced across the cosmic canvas. Each star was a beacon of hope, the first stars here to empower of creation that pulsed through the galaxy's veins.

But it wasn't just the stars that captivated me it was the sense of possibility that hung in the air like a tangible presence. Here, in this newborn galaxy, anything seemed possible. Planets could form, moons could orbit their parent worlds, and life could emerge from the primordial soup of cosmic evolution.

As I floated in the swirling nebulae and star clusters, I felt a profound sense of connection to the universe around me. It was as if I had become a part of something greater than myself, a participant in the ongoing arc of creation.

But then, just as quickly as the wonder had enveloped me, I felt a sudden sensation of falling – not in the physical sense, but in the existential sense. It was as if I had glimpsed the true vastness of the cosmos, and the realization washed over me like a tidal wave.

Yet, even as I tumbled through the void, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the experience. For in that moment of falling, I had discovered something profound – that in the face of the universe's vastness, it is the wonder of existence itself that makes life long memories. And so, with a newfound sense of awe , I surrendered myself to the mysteries of the cosmos, ready to embrace whatever wonders lay ahead. The heat is no more here enters a cold age still wondrous to explore I have a huntch to cover this bloated spectacle of hope for life by giving the name "THE BIG BANG"