The Skies Perpetually Revolve in Vain
Out amongst the dense, and yet seemingly empty fabric of space the Plasma starts to accrue, piercing through distant lands and unseen skies. Building
gravitational waves
Guest Post: The Gravity Poem
It was She in the singularity, who showed Her face at the beginning of time, who in the muted cacophonous explosion danced the guapacha.
Our Universe Beats Like a Heart
LIGO has found waves without light, In finding them Einstein was right; General laws of his were smart, Our Universe beats like a heart.