Pete's Singularity

Singularity
I Can Fly
Depression
Cutty Sark
Soyuz II
Shuttle
Quasar
Video
Paths of Glory
King John's Walk
Winner
Absent Friends
Night Shift
Kiwi
Buzz Off
Camping
Southend On Sea
Lydiard
Ashdown Forest
Sunday
Tiger
South Atlantic '82
Summer Solstice
Quartz
Autumn
Winter Solstice
Christmas
Calendar Girl
Garden City
Gales Imminent
Halloween
Counting The Cost
Dearly Departed
Time To Go
All God's Children
The Spinning Gateway
Country Cousins
Thirty Days ...
Sailing on the sky at night,
Spiraling cartwheels, constellation bright,
Roaring silently through stardust light,
Magnificent, myriad coloured, rainbow kite.

Chasing on, crossing times short bridge,
Climbing, dropping through a voidless space,
Inky nothingness flashing by,
Black, black time, passing with smooth grace.

Nothing.

No time, no life, no breath,
No light, no dark.
No space, no place.

A silent, chasing, non existant kite.

But now the tunnel ends,
And light appears,
Time ticks again,
And space is there with colour bright.

Stars a spiral of their own now make,
Dust is sprinkled silver gold.
This is now another time, another place,
All is now with nothing old.

TABLE ONE

POSSIBLE THAT AN INSTANTANEOUS JOURNEY
COULD BE MADE THROUGH
A ROTATING BLACK HOLE
WITHOUT HITTING THE SINGULARITY.