MATAWEN ESE PWPW  MATAWEN ESE NEOUNEOU BY MERCY CEASAR

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When the Universe Holds Our Memories

Dark energy drifts us outward; dark matter cradles us inward. In between: the gravity of meaning.

Did you know 96% of the universe is invisible—we call it dark matter and dark energy—yet we’re held and pulled by forces we can’t see? It’s like it’s cosmic insurance: “If we can’t see this stuff, let’s just pretend it exists and move on.”

Dark matter acts as a cosmic scaffold—its gravity binds galaxies and forms galaxy clusters, even though we can’t 
detect it with telescopes.

Dark energy is the force behind cosmic expansion, accelerating the universe’s growth as if someone keeps turning up the speed of time itself.

Our galaxy is part of the Laniakea Supercluster a “great home” of galaxies held in place by unseen mass.

We spin in a cradle built of unseen hands,
threads of matter that never make plans.
A web of weight, yet ghost to our sight—
binding our fates in invisible light.

Our galaxy pressed into form and flow,
like feeling a hug from something you didn’t know.

Dark matter whispers: “You thought you were free but you’re part of a structure you cannot yet see.”

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Dark pull, soft and steady, you hold us when the night gets heavy.

Dark push, cosmic breeze, you pull us toward tomorrow with ease.

We orbit in faith of a force without face,
trusting a current we cannot trace.

In the gravity of knowledge, we’re tethered and whole dark pull sings the function of soul.

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Dark energy laughs at gravity’s plan,
whispering, “Keep going expand.”
It pushes like time with a caffeine high,
stretching all distances with invisible sigh.

No coffee required but still, we’re awake,
racing apart from all we once made.
It’s not cruelness it’s cosmic design
a gentle push to make room for the divine.

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“Why did dark energy break up with gravity?”

“Because gravity was too clingy—and dark energy needed space.”

Dark energy sighs, “I need some me time.”
And matter smiles, “I’ll hold you—if you just slow that cosmic timeline.”

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We are stardust dancing where we belong,
cradled by what’s silent, humming soft and strong.

Our bones are remnants of ancient light,
held together by darkness out of sight.

To love is to trust what you cannot clasp,
to hold a secret with an open grasp.

So let your heart yield to unseen embrace
we are each other’s gravity, our sacred place.

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Sing the dark pull, sing the unseen,
the force that shapes us, the dream in between.

Pull us inward, push us to grow
we are the answers to all that we know.

You are held by a love without face,
pulled toward tomorrow by infinite grace.
Let your presence be gravity’s echo, whole
dark pull is the song of your soul.

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What if dark matter is the memory of galaxies what remains when light leaves, the stories that gravity tells in silence? 

What if dark energy is the *hope that keeps the universe from collapsing or from remaining still?

Oh Ai Kot featuring Sean RugzDaMon

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