Might our universe be the ongoing unfolding of a black (white) hole Singularity, or One? And might we be that One reflecting on its Self?
At times these seem to be at odds, but at the deepest level they may be One.
The unitive mystical experience can be compared to falling into a black hole. When compared this way, it doesn't sound like a nice experience. Likewise, for many mystics throughout history, their divine experiences weren't always a merry venture, sometimes encountering hellish realms along the way (see, for example, St. Teresa of Ávila, or St. John of the Cross's Dark Night of the Soul).