From a conversation I was having, a new thought unfolded. There is so much we don’t understand about our existence, so many possibilities that would shatter everything we think we know. New possibilities flooded my mind yesterday.
There is so much discussion about dimensions. Third dimension. Fourth dimension. Maybe even a fifth dimension. But I see the possibility of there being thousands of dimensions…maybe millions. We have so confined ourselves to the notions being handed to us, that we are not open to receiving new ideas. But I leave myself open, so that everything can come in in due time. Imagine it, millions of dimensions. Dimensions within dimensions. Dimensions running parallel to dimensions or across. Dimensions the size of stars, or the size of a grain of sand. Dimensions that are like steam, floating about aimlessly and dissipating from sight, yet still there.
Imagine. What if our existence is like a tiny molecule on a grain of sand. Imagine that a grain of sand is actually the representation of a galaxy, not just a solar system, but an entire galaxy. And when you pick up a grain of sand, it is like picking up our Milky way. Now, look down across a beach at all the grains of sand, look as far as your eye can see at all the possible galaxies (and dimensions) that could exist on that vast beach. Then (sit down for this one), imagine that entire beach filled with what we imagine to be more than trillions of galaxies, also sits on a grain of sand somewhere out there in the cosmos where there is another cosmic beach. Again–the beach is on a grain of sand somewhere. :: silence ::
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