gravitational rainbows

Quantum gravity, a dance of dust and light, where dimensions fold and stretch, warped by the weight of stars unseen. Man is a ripple in a cosmic web, a fleeting pulse between the weave of infinite beginnings and forgotten ends. He is the sum of quarks, n electrons splintered shadows of a once-known universe, drifting between the event horizon and the whisper of the void. In the silence of dark energy, where photons bend to wills unknown, time fractures, fractal moments slip through our grasp like the memory of a dream And seas of infinite possibilities And finite improbability! Gravitational rainbows arc through the fabric of existence, but the colors dissolve— indistinguishable in the vacuum, where light is devoured, and the matter is a myth woven in the collective mind of an indifferent cosmos. Man’s trace is dust on the galactic shore, washed by tides of entropy, swept in currents of strange attraction. He stands—both wave and particle, a transient echo, fading in the hum! Of space’s eternal quiet & quantum gravity in gravitational rainbows & quantum thoughts of thermal expansion & dark matter dynamics! Man is the sum of a wave in flux a particle a membrane a matter of seconds a magnum of creation in a vacuum of space time is ultraviolet Irrelevant as his footprint in the sand on the galactic shores!