Everything I draw ends up wearing a bow-tie

should I patent this shit

okay I had a bonkers great dream last night about black holes and junk and the nonsense logic inside it was so perfect I have to write it down because you know I’m gonna forget it and it won’t come out so perfect here but okay

so you know how when something approaches an Event Horizon (singularity? idk that thing) it gets spaghettified and super stretched out and you know how everything with a mass affects the web of space-time like the old grapefruit-on-a-stretched-out-blanket demonstration McGee so well the logic in this dream was that if you flatten out it’s like being a piece of paper and you dent the fabric of space-time less so the only way to move around spacetime without affecting or being affected by spacetime is to be completely flat IE. in order to survive travel to different places via blackholes you have to exist in two dimensions and this is effectively what blackholes are trying to do to you but it ain’t so good for three dimensional beings you get me

aka.

this is why Cartoons can manipulate spacetime

\o/ feel free to send me the Nobel Prize in the post I’m fucking done