The Space/Time contium(Or however you spell it)

One of those things you think of too deeply.
And everything gets a little bit freaky.
You feel sick and look a tad peaky.
You try talk but your voice goes squeaky.
It's either religious, or scientific.
Can we not be more specific?
Why not ram, the two together.
God blew up, created weather.
Something that's gone a little mad of late.
We seem to piss off every techtonic plate.
But I'm going off my point, back to space and time.
It goes on and on? There's no finish line?
How can that be? I thought everything ends.
Or at least that the message that life sends.
And what about stars, that burn in the sky.
There's no oxygen in space, unless that's a lie...
Unless every star, is someone's soul.
They carry on living, after being thrown in a hole.
And what about aliens, decending on us all.
The univerese is massive, I feel so small.
If you think too much, you'd think that a life.
In the grand scheme of things, wasn't all that important right?
See, now I start to get a little bit shaky.
I've noticed, it's been happening a lot lately.
Spcae and time, go on, and don't seem to stop.
Yet the human body, gives up and starts to rot?
If God made us, that's a little bit mean.
If we're a coincidence, what on Earth do we meen?
But, yes, space and time, go on and on.
Like a memory, after we're gone.
So, yeah, we might all end up ending.
And somewhere in this, there's a message I'm sending.
Memorys can last, through time and space.
Laughter, love, a smiling face.
So make sure you fill your life with as many as you can.
And the Space/Time continum, your life will withstand.
-Harry