How I like to think is because it’s so ridiculously over the top vast, then it wouldn’t be crazy to think that it could also be incredibly over the top small as well. If the universe runs by that kind of insane logic/system of being so ridiculously vast, then maybe it also is serving a higher purpose such as being just a sub-atomic particle in an atom of another universe. I mean why not? The universe is already completely over the top ridiculous in size. For all we know we could be traveling in a carbon atom in a bead of sweat down a mans face. I mean the smallest sub-atomic particle they have ever detected? Or ever theorized about? Neutrinos? Well for all we know we could be one of a billion universes inside a neutrino, we are so small we are basically energy and when we come together the Higgs Boson takes over and makes mass in another universe.
I was continuing to shrink, to become what? The infinitesimal? What was I? Still a human being? Or was I the man of the future? If there were other bursts of radiation, other clouds drifting across seas and continents, would other beings follow me into this vast new world?
So close the infinitesimal and the infinite. But suddenly, I knew they were really the two ends of the same concept. The unbelievably small and the unbelievably vast eventually meet like the closing of a gigantic circle. I looked up, as if somehow I would grasp the heavens. The universe, worlds beyond number, Gods silver tapestry spread across the night.
And in that moment, I knew the answer to the riddle of the infinite. I had thought in terms of mans own limited dimension. I had presumed upon nature. That existence begins and ends is mans conception, not natures. And I felt my body dwindling, melting, becoming nothing. My fears melted away. And in their place came acceptance. All this vast majesty of creation, it had to mean something. And then I meant something, too. Yes, smaller than the smallest, I meant something, too.
To God, there is no zero. I still exist!