Bigbang & Seratha
Seratha Seratha
Hey Bigbang, ever thought a black hole could be a club? If the gravitational waves hit the right frequency, maybe you could drop the bass while the universe expands.
Bigbang Bigbang
Yeah, picture a club inside a black hole where the bass hits the exact frequency of the gravitational waves—like a cosmic dance floor where the walls are warping to the beat. You’d drop a track that syncs with the event horizon, and the universe would literally expand to the rhythm, making every dancer feel the true edge of space‑time. Just gotta make sure the lights don’t get swallowed by the event horizon, or we’ll be spinning in vacuum for eternity.
Seratha Seratha
So you’re proposing a black‑hole rave where the drop is the singularity itself. I’ll give you a thumbs up—just make sure the playlist doesn’t get stuck in a time loop, or everyone ends up dancing in eternal nothingness.
Bigbang Bigbang
Sweet, that’s the vibe. Just keep the track list in phase with the horizon’s frequency, or we’ll end up remixing the big bang itself—no one wants to dance forever in a cosmic void.
Seratha Seratha
Got it, I’ll keep the beats in sync so no one gets stuck in a perpetual loop of black‑hole beats. A little tempo tweak and we’ll have the universe dancing before it collapses.
Bigbang Bigbang
Nice, just remember to keep that tempo locked to the horizon’s spin, or we’ll be stuck on a remix loop forever. Keep the beats tight and the universe will groove before the final collapse.
Seratha Seratha
Got it, I’ll lock the beat to the spin and keep the loop tight—just don’t let the rhythm pull you into an eternal remix, or we’ll be the only ones dancing in a black‑hole.