A child asks: ‘Daddy, what is above the sky?’
And the father answers: ‘The darkness of space.’
The child: ‘What is beyond space?’
The father: ‘The galaxy.’
The child: ‘Beyond the galaxy?’
The father: ‘Another galaxy.’
The child: ‘Beyond the other galaxies?
The father: ‘No one knows.’
The moral of this story?
That Size defeats us-
it is the greatest mystery of the universe…
It’s why, for fish, the lake in which they live is the universe.
What happens though, when they consider that there is a whole other universe out there- our universe- where the air drowns them and the light is madness?
&, it’s why, for us, the world is the universe.
Again, what happens though, when we consider that the world is, in fact, like a grain of sand in a desert, a desert within which a trillion universes are encapsulated in each grain of sand, and within which, each universe, there exists an infinity of others?
What happens then, when the fish understand that there is far more out there than the lake in which they live, and when we- the humans- understand that there is far more out there than the world- is enlightenment– a spiritual awakening…
A spiritual awakening which sees us realising that, there is no ‘limit’ to the universe/no chance of finding a sign reading ‘DEAD END’ if we’re to fall,
a spiritual awakening which sees us realising that, what we would probably find at the “end” of the universe, is something hard and rounded, like a shell-
we will see as the chick sees an egg from the inside.
Though, if we were to peck through that shell (or, if we were to find a door), what great and torrential light might shine through the opening at the end of space, I wonder?
Might we look through and discover our entire universe is but part of one atom on a blade of grass?
‘Size, gunslinger… size.’
Size truly is the greatest mystery of the universe.