Just wondering if you have gone beyond the realization of what infinite means to you, and have connected it to the nature of the infinite universe in comparison to the observable portion in our Hubble view?
I didn't have a spiritual awakening of any kind, if that's what you're asking. I've always felt infinity was the engine that animated the universe, or gave it life. I've always imagined it as a state of motion, like reaching out towards an edge, but never quite being able to touch it, or conversely, having it slip through your fingers as you try to hold it. It was something that remained just out of reach no matter how hard you tried to touch the limits. It kept feeling like motion.
And also understand, I am not trying to impose my viewpoint onto anyone. It's a choice to accept this version of the universe as I see it, and build upon it if desired. Although I thinks it's mostly correct in concept, I cannot prove anything, and conversely, no one can disprove it. I think I've laid out a pretty solid argument so far. Unless of course, someone wishes to hold onto things we really don't understand to be fact, as much as we think we do. The one thing I've learned over the years, the more you know the less you know to be fact. Collectively, we do not know how the universe works, although we know how to manipulate things within it. We're operators of the machine, but lack a fundamental understanding of how the machine really functions. Mostly we understand things through repeated observation of how something behaves, and check that against math. Then we take an educated guess, and call it a theory.
Knowledge is a reducer. The more you understand, the fewer questions remain. In that sense, understanding how infinity interacts with the universe, shrunk it a bit for me. You realize your time is truly limited, and all we really have is each other. The universe is a mindless beast driven purely by mathematics. It is completely indifferent to our existence, naturally speaking. Our continued survival collectively is all that really matters to anyone in the end. What meaning we derive from the survival process is up to us to decide. Do we become as cold and calculated as the universe in our efforts to survive, or will we all finally come together and realize a common purpose and derive a common meaning we can all share from what we know? We're definitely flailing at the moment.
I was personally hoping more for a 0 sum game, with a repetitive cycling of the universe, hoping we were just repeating our lives over in time. Pretty happy with mine, so I'd do another round. What I see now is infinite time applied to the universe, with an infinite number of variables. No two moments are alike, and no two lives are alike. We are unique in time and space, infinitely. Is there anymore than this? No idea. So, I certainly don't want to waste the life I know lies in front of me today.
We're starting to get a bit too philosophical for this thread though, so I'll leave it at that.
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