Hello! This is universe speaking to you

Hello, the universe doesn’t really speak directly, but it reveals itself via the language of mathematics to those who can do the math. That’s the science of of the thing. Clearly, it also speaks to us via interactions, relationships, because science has learned that there really is nothing in the universe but relationships has interactions. Gravity, strong, weak, EM interactions, the Higgs interaction. There are no particles. There are no physical bodies, as John Wheeler tells us. There is nothing material in the universe. True at the level of the very small and the very large, and true in all of our experiences with the universe. It is all about relationships.

The universe is my wonder, letting me know I have no idea what is under the next rock I pickup. My universe is around me everyday. As far as the greater universe, not sure. I couldn’t make it to them easily as the first thing to understand is you are the universe. You live in it, you are a part of it, so you are the universe. You listen to what you are thinking. I don’t mean random imaginations. I mean you need to stick to the laws and you gotta write it down in an organised way. Meditate over it. Find mistakes in it. Make it better. Believe in it. And slowly it will talk to you.

We, as humans, are the ones who decode the working of the Universe. We are supposed to find out what it's showing us. Now, 'how' is another matter completely. How do I find out or decode the working of the Universe? The answer, of course, is very simple - Look for it. Look for what you want. Look for the mysteries. Look for the phenomena that you wish to uncover. Look for the inconsistencies in theories and find the answer you want. Or maybe, you'll uncover something totally different in the process. Let it all happen. Take a backseat and watch the Universe play it's magic.

If the universe speaks, what it says “how can something very limited could be the home of something that is constantly growing?” The destiny of human life is not this earth. The only thing I hear from the universe is “infinity is possible”. My parents didn’t know if there was or wasn’t a god (a top-down manager of our universe). They wanted me to find out for myself. And so I was sent on my quest to scientifically prove the existence of God (or not).

There may be two points of view on what we think of universal reality. 1) We sample our surroundings and then assume events are continuous (as is most of our mathematics to model our physical universe). 2) We sample our surroundings, not the physical surrounding that we see “objectively,” but the potential experiences in our universe (that are statistically probable). That means we are like an antenna that from youth has the capacity/shape to read all the probable potential. The brain then organizes these potentials making us believe they are continuous.

The irony of the discontinuous view, explained above, is that it suggests some sort of life after death. Granted, the life may be in discontinuous experiences of those who once lived. It could be that these experiences cluster as they did in the living, or that the experiences lost in the potential universe after death can be picked up by the living, who cannot anymore generalize about such experiences. In continuous universes, there is a beginning and end to life. In discontinuous universes, special experiences always exist (maybe not in the here and now where our sampling occurs, but somewhere). This might be the reason some people believe that love ones who have passed on can still influence them.

The Universe speaks in any language, that could be perceived as such by anything that is there, “listening” to it. Colours, sounds, sensations - it is all the language of the Universe, that you may know. It doesn't necessarily mean that you have to be consciously aware of the meaning behind its “words”, but you - often subconsciously - respond to it as if you did.If I put my hand over the fire, my skin will “understand” its “language”, and will respond to it accordingly - with the skin burn. I may not understand why my skin’s been burned, I may not even realise, that there's some sophisticated type of communication going on between the cells of my body and the rapid reaction of oxidation, but the “words” of the fire are well known to what is there, in me.

There is an infinite number of dialects for the infinite number of conversations between countless of different types of things - and it is all happening simultaneously. Professional Stock broker will do, for an analogy. He screams at his colleagues of international background in different languages, having his clients on the conference, switching between incoming calls, modulating the loudness of his voice, his accent, being more or less polite, talking faster or slower, depending on the recipient of his message - and he's doing that, all at the same time. The Universe is a bit like that. It mediates exclusively with each and every bit of itself, using “personal” and personalised set of instructions. Cheers!