Puncturing that pompous balloon made me happy.
Observing his collapse to his mental floor a mere shell of his old ego gave me was the highlight of my day.
Perhaps I better worry that someone might do the same to me?
Puncturing that pompous balloon made me happy.
Observing his collapse to his mental floor a mere shell of his old ego gave me was the highlight of my day.
Perhaps I better worry that someone might do the same to me?
Simple reactions born of hydrogen and gravity
Taking that simplest of building blocks
And combining into something more and more
Radiating energy with every step
Developing into heavier and heavier thing
Until the sun collapses under the weight of the products
Supernova scatters the remains across space and time
Till you and I were created
Image: nasa.gov/sites/default/files/images/144936main_image_feature_532_ys_full.jpg
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