The Big Crunch Hypothesis

The Big Crunch Hypothesis in times past it all had felt so distant I was an aphid in an unkempt garden of eden and my eyes, they were far too dim, too weak and the view was far too vibrant and the stars, however bright they glistened, resided light years away and the oceans, though they beckoned had seemed far too deep to swim and my world was so astoundingly vast and I was so incredibly small and then... as if in the time it takes to exhale... the all expansive universe retracted like elastic a shimmering haze of the Milky Way now shrouds my city like a fog and in the morning I brush the comets from my hair the sun, once so divinely elusive serves as a lamp on my bedside table Saturn’s miraculous rings adorn my hands and decorate my ears and the Earth? my whole world in its entirety exists suspended amidst the freckles on your cheek