What if somehow we traveled to the edge of our universe, what would happen? One of two things are possible and most children will agree with this vivid description when they think about it for the first time.
The two things:
The first thing: if there’s nothing at the edge of the universe, we continue on without obstruction on our imaginary journey.
The second thing: there’s a wall or something obstructing us. So we have been stopped. This would make our universe a cocoon.
The obstruction which got in our way has to have at least some thickness, and that thickness can go on forever making the obstruction never ending in all directions or the obstruction ends at some distance.
If it ends, then there’s more space beyond it, then another obstruction, then another space, ad infinitum. These were my thoughts as a kid. Space goes on forever.
Here is a decent theory I found on Public TV: the space in our universe goes on forever in a circular manner like our earth’s surface offers never ending possible routesover is spherical surface.
What gives life its value? Is it good times or just time? Does time do this for everything? Even rocks? Without time would everything quickly shrink to the tiniest of things or nothing? And when time showed up again, would the tiniest thing become another big bang? Is time more powerful than space? Or does space create time?
Can time run out at any moment? Has the big bang ripped off a fragment of time and takes it as part of the deal that when that portion of time runs out instead of the big bang continuing it’s expansion there’s the quickest of squeezes? Who knows?
Don’t dreams need a dreamer? When does the dreamer awaken? Is the game to go to sleep and then to awaken? Can a dreamer wake up into another dream?
When will my switch be turned off? And for the umpteenth time, does life flowing through the being allow me to be dreamed up or turned on and when life is turned off will I evaporate?
Is it that I’ve never taken up any space? Is it almost a sure thing that I’m not immortal and not being tracked by a creator who is recording all of my deeds both bad and good? Is it almost the surest of things that when my ride dies my continued existence will be an impossibility?
Is true religion or fulfillment or pure awareness the being’s experience of my absence while the being still lives?