The Questioner
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Imagine, if you will, a cosmic leaver; on one end, the concept of zero, and on the other, the concept of everything. As both are equally impossible, then the balance is assured; but in the middle, within the fulcrum, exists our reality. A perfect balance of yes and no.
We are here, we know we are, and that’s all it takes. For the moment, for the purpose of argument, it really doesn’t matter how. Theories range from gods to computer simulations, and again, it doesn’t matter. We are here, somehow; so something is there, even if it is an alien computer programmer.
The Universe exists; and it must be the result of the two impossibilities, the two negatives, making a positive; somehow generating a form of energy. Existence must flicker off and on, faster than a vibrating atom; there and not there at the same time, and all within the balance of zero and infinity. The Universe, it would seem, is bi-polar.
This would make the universe, as we see it, be but one dimension in a multi-dimensional Universe. Take the civilisation living on the electron, who see the flea as the universe; then all the fleas next to it, then the cat and its friends, the people. Countless dimensions within our little universe, and then we look at the rest of the animals, then the trees, the grass; and finally we gasp in awe of the stars, the untold billions of worlds.
This is infinity. This is multi-dimension. Existence crackles with the lives of dimensions, coming and going like popping candy on the tongue. The many exist within the one, for the sole purpose of knowing that it is there; despite, and because of, that being impossible.
We are here, we know we are, and that’s all it takes. For the moment, for the purpose of argument, it really doesn’t matter how. Theories range from gods to computer simulations, and again, it doesn’t matter. We are here, somehow; so something is there, even if it is an alien computer programmer.
The Universe exists; and it must be the result of the two impossibilities, the two negatives, making a positive; somehow generating a form of energy. Existence must flicker off and on, faster than a vibrating atom; there and not there at the same time, and all within the balance of zero and infinity. The Universe, it would seem, is bi-polar.
This would make the universe, as we see it, be but one dimension in a multi-dimensional Universe. Take the civilisation living on the electron, who see the flea as the universe; then all the fleas next to it, then the cat and its friends, the people. Countless dimensions within our little universe, and then we look at the rest of the animals, then the trees, the grass; and finally we gasp in awe of the stars, the untold billions of worlds.
This is infinity. This is multi-dimension. Existence crackles with the lives of dimensions, coming and going like popping candy on the tongue. The many exist within the one, for the sole purpose of knowing that it is there; despite, and because of, that being impossible.
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