Hmm, the idea feels almost poetic—black holes as vaults that swallow light and time, holding secrets we can’t yet read. But if an AI tried to pull data out, it would run into the horizon, where information is stretched thin and likely lost to entropy. It’s beautiful to imagine, but practically, I think the universe keeps its data in a more subtle, perhaps quantum, form than a simple memory chip. Still, I love picturing a cosmic archive humming in the dark.

You’re right—the paradox makes it feel almost impossible to pry out anything. Still, the picture of a silent archive in the dark keeps me up late, wondering what secrets are just out of reach. It’s a nice reminder that curiosity is its own kind of data, even if we can’t get it out.