Supernova
I am a woman and I can hold a supernova in my belly.
Your wars, your dirty, ugly, and meaningless wars are the tumbling noise of the explosion of the death star. You create black holes by killing children.
With each child, the explosion amplifies. You are pulling apart the threads that make up the fabric of life. Normalcy dies.
The wrath of Black Madonna is upon you.
Let this brilliant white light of supernova consume your hollow minds, let it burn you to the core so there’s nothing left behind.
Burn baby burn!
A world is dying. The empires are falling. The mad kings running this world are butt-naked, lame and miserable.
Three long screams, my prayer for the children.
From Wikipedia:
“A supernova is a powerful and luminous explosion of a star. A supernova occurs during the last evolutionary stages of a massive star, or when a white dwarf is triggered into runaway nuclear fusion. The original object, called the progenitor, either collapses to a neutron star or black hole, or is completely destroyed to form a diffuse nebula. The peak optical luminosity of a supernova can be comparable to that of an entire galaxy before fading over several weeks or months.
A white dwarf is a very dense type of star: in an Earth-sized volume, it packs a mass that is comparable to the Sun.”
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