Three pounds of HOPE.
The only thing between our hopes and dreams and death is our healthy brain.

Dreaming
The dreams of of an ancient artist.

Quiet Universe
Peace!

BANG!
Light is born with a BANG!

Always Expanding!
This is a pocket universe?

Now the light revealed the frightening majesty of the expanding UNIVERSE.
Photons were born streaming across black space, revealing birth, death and recycling of the elements.