I am obsessed with black holes. They dominate my thoughts, shrouded in their infinite cosmic mystery. ITT we discuss black holes, their incredible properties, and the purpose of their existence.

It seems like black holes are a necessity for reality, required for some process far beyond current comprehension. They must serve a purpose. What would happen to a living being crossing the event horizon? If time is a mental construct, would their perception of time disappear/shatter? Do you believe that information is destroyed, contained, or sent somewhere else?

Do you believe in white holes? Might our very universe be the product of a white hole, all black holes containing another universe, infinitely self-containing? I read somewhere that black holes of unfathomable tinyness may appear and dissappear in an unimaginably small amount of time everywhere all around us, and if so, perhaps the universe is infinite in not only size and complexity, but holds infinite copies of itself.

Would you be the first to fly into a black hole, given the opportunity?