"I'm Not Convinced We Know Anything"

The Universe May not be Existsing Afterall

We live in a space-time continuum that exists within the precincts of our definition of reality. A reality that is an image our mind tells apart from fiction according to what we define; what it helps us define using equations and numbers. Beyond that reality, nothing exists. Not space, not time, not another universe. Rather another set of equations that are in chaos, they have no pattern, no rules, no numbers to work with and not a world to define. The equations cannot be defined as random; they cannot be defined as irregular. They cannot be defined at all. They do not exist.

In the Almighty’s world, time is not finite. Neither is space. Neither is He. That is the world he created to exist in. He is there in the past, the present and the future. Simultaneously. But if we make infinite steps down we come to our world. We cannot exist at all times at the same time. And even though we might be, it doesn’t make sense. We had to introduce divisions of time in order to model a world that makes sense to us. Every little thing is infinitely small and infinitely big. But we have to introduce measurements for their sizes to make sense to us. We make measurements because our minds have limits of understanding. Before A, nothing makes sense, after Z, nothing makes sense. But A to Z exists, according to our minds, because it needs a definite world to work with. What are the real limits? Do the limits exist? Do we exist? Does the mind exist?

We have a couple of senses, the mind inclusive, that helps us understand what’s real and what’s not. Our understanding is limited to the range of our senses. Anything that we cannot sense is not known to exist and is termed inexistent. But the universe and beyond is made of everything it is made up of. Including the ones we do not know and the ones we cannot interpret. So that our definition of reality is not what is actually real!

Reality changes its meaning in every persons head. If it was the same, we would be all having the same characters and making the same decisions. Reality changes meaning under alcohol. And until it the effect of the drug diminishes, the alcoholic will have a new version of reality under which he or she will strive to live in. Until we wake up from a dream the world the dream creates is our new reality.

Everything we see, everything we hear, everything we touch, everything is in the mind. The pain, the cookies, the cartoons and even us. Just like in the dreams. Just like the new world of a psycho. Maybe this life is all part of a big dream, maybe only our brains exist, somewhere out there. Maybe they exist as programs of intelligent beings in God’s programmed virtual world. But until the simulation is over, this will be our reality! Behold!

 The Universe May not be Existsing Afterall