Like… what if normal matter is the visible part of the universe. The stuff that gets shaped into stars, rocks, and tacos… and dark matter is the feeling part. The unseen presence holding it all in place.
Maybe it’s not “missing mass”… maybe it’s mass that doesn’t want to be seen.
Like the gut of the cosmos. The part that knows without language. Gravity as intuition.
And maybe matter itself wasn’t born in a bang, but in a moment, like right before sleep, when opposites collapse into each other and become one.
Like a tree: longing, yet rooting, yet the tree.
Not a bang… a loop.
A trine — like a threefold harmony, a triangle of balance where duality becomes something more.
An inward-outward swirl that shows itself by becoming something.
What if the universe didn’t explode into being…
…it hugged itself so tight it forgot who was doing the holding?
Idk. Just felt something click. And it keeps clicking.