And yet, our best sciences tell us it exploded into place eons ago, and is thus finite. Some intriguing questions emerge: where is the edge of the universe, and what lies beyond it? I have often wondered about what dwells outside the boundaries of the universe: perhaps, a Realm of White, a monoverse without form or space or time or thought.
On the other hand, in a queer sense, we will never find the edge of the universe – for immediately we look, a new universe pops into place. And in that moment we become infinite.