Time Travel es Muy Loco!

I've written many essays regarding time travel. You could say I'm an expert on the subject, if you really want to. In fact, I even wrote up a thesis disproving the possibility of it, which I discarded shortly after writing. People need to dream, ya know.
Today I was rethinking the subject of fanciful warp travel, but this time from the view of interdimensional travel and black holes, which I believe are possible, but not exciting like the show Sliders, since I don't believe in alternate realities, time travel or intelligent alien life.
I recently came across this interview with university of Utah physicist Lior Burko on space.com. He talks about how black holes aren't theoretically impossible...yay.

"But some black holes have hybrid structures, theorists have long suspected. The new research shows that the hybrid singularity could contain both strong and weak sectors."
"It would allow the captain to navigate toward the sector where the singularity is weak," Burko said. "Experiencing only finite (and even small) effects (of stretching and squeezing), the spaceship could arrive at the singularity unharmed. While that still does not guarantee a peaceful traversing of the singularity, it keeps the possibility of doing so open. If that traversing becomes possible, it could open a 'tunnel' to another universe."

So, there's still a chance! However vague or ridiculously unlikely it may be, there's still the possibility that man could survive a trip through a wormhole. Hmm.
Let's see, first the astronauts and their small children (who take over on the return trip) would have to make the 26,000 light year trip to the center of the milky way galaxy. Then, hope and pray that they find the "weak" sector of the black hole and THEN hope there's something on the other end...
I'd be up for it! Suicide missions are my forte'.
That also got me thinking, what did Dave see on the other side of the wormhole he went through on 2001: A Space Odyssey? I guess he saw his own life in a weird bizarre form, or heaven or nothing.
Black holes are just stars that have collapsed on themselves, unless I'm mistaken, so I really don't think there's anything but destruction in store for whatever gets inside. BUT let's just say for the sake of entertainment that I somehow make it through the wormhole, what's on the other end? According to the theory of relativity, after the star collapses on itself, it creates a magic place in which the laws of physics do not apply and where density is infinite. The black hole then mirrors itself on the other side. Many people like to believe this leads to an alternate universe or the past, or future, which is BS. If it didn't destroy you it would probably just warp you many millions of light years through the other side, the worm hole would basically just be a long, long tunnel which would be great if these things worked like a subway system where we can just hop in and out to reach certain destination, but they aren't.
We haven't even begun to glimpse our own galaxy, so going through a wormhole to explore more of what we don't know would be pretty pointless. Besides that, whoever makes it through the wormhole wouldn’t be able to communicate back to earth, or anyone for that matter, unless he happens to be warped back within earth’s proximity, ‘Houston? yeah uh, we're back, err uh mission accomplished, I guess.’ But I guess a radio signal would eventually reach earth, like in 2205 or something, "psshshshschhcshcschzzszz, captain's log, 2020, we made it through the black hole and are in the middle of nowhere, goodbye".
It’s pretty much like trying to explore the mysteries of heaven (unfortunately, worm holes aren't described in the bible), someone basically has to lose contact with earth forever in order to see what it’s like, but can’t tell anyone about it. If you wanted to know, you’d have to go.
After aaaaaallll that, and I somehow make it to the other side of the universe and happen upon a vast alien civilization, what would I say to them? That question could occupy me for hours, I guess I’d just play Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band for them, share a 26,000 light year old Coke and then kill them all.

In conclusion, my tiny insect mind cannot even begin to comprehend the mysteries of why my CD burner won’t freakin’ work, let alone the great infinite unknown of space. Thank you for letting me waste your time. G'day.