I spose I think too often in the physical/material, the finite, because that is what I’ve been exposed to. What I know. Or think I know.
There has to be something beyond beyond. It is just mind boggling to think about.
Even if our universe is built upon what was once another universe, and a previous one, and a previous one to that and so forth (which could be another explanation for picking up signals [as Tesla did with his spirit box], and hauntings, guess it would be the same as layered time, and similar to alternate realities? All I can say is I hope the me in my alternate life makes better decisions than I have. I hope she is happy), it does not explain what was there before these universes were given birth. The womb.
Maybe it was simply a thought? A thought that became matter. Because our thoughts are immaterial until we create something from them. Maybe that is all we are or have ever been. Just thoughts. Nothing material, only ethereal. Thought WAS the womb?
K, my brain just froze thinking about this. Time to reboot :)
(And yes, I’ve brought this up many times before, as I have other topics, they are just the ones that interest me most and I am constantly trying to suss out, therefore they become repetitious, but that is precisely what theories and experiments are all about, repeating until one comes to a solution/conclusion....though is anything ever final? See, that is my point about struggling with the finite and the infinite, of what is and isn't real, how long to search before giving up *sigh*
I just can’t keep from wobbling.
Thought is infinite, isn’t it? *deepest desperate sigh ever*)