The black hole gets bigger at times...sucking everything in closer to it...strangling the constellations so they are no longer visible.   I strain my eyes to see them and bring them back to their original comfortable place.   It's hard to breath when they are moved.   Though...they really are constantly moving.   The universe is constantly changing.   That consistent change is what I rely on to move myself.   It's when there is unexpected movement that causes the strangling...but it's not so bad.  

Some parts of my veins are bigger and I get a breath of fresh air.  

There is a calmness today.  
There is a little bit of black hole seeping through.
There is that shrinking of my veins.
There is warmth but I feel cold.
There is heaviness.  
My muscles can bear a lot of weight.
It's calm because it's numb today.
It's the nebula spinning out of control.
It goes blood cell by blood cell.
It's my eyes that have the most blood flow.
It's the gravitational pull that affects me.

When the calm is present...that is when I feel my heart beat and my breath and my one train of thought that runs smoothly.  

I know what to do.

My eyes are the catalysts for my thoughts of breathing.  

The wind catches it most of the time.   If you plug your ears when it's really windy...the movement is what you see.   The hair whipping your face.   The tears that form in your eyes.  

The cells know where to go so they continue no matter what.