Where the Two Ends Meet

Universe, multiverse, omniverse, parallel, bubble -- no one knows the truth behind reality, the reality behind the truth. Some things are certain however, but we cannot perceive those. This is the paradox of truth: We believe that what we see is our reality until proven otherwise. The beginning of this Universe is much more mind-boggling as its end. But it struggled. For billions of years, this Universe existed, expanded, evolved. But where does it lead to? Why did it exist in the first place? Who or what created the Universe -- theories and beliefs are split beyond the lands and across the seas.

As this Universe evolved, galaxies are formed, stars are born, symmetries arose from the formless matter, simplex turned to complex systems via synthesis and interactions, wars and history are written on the very fabric of spacetime. Your Universe, as well as mine, is just one of the many that existed, destroyed, altered towards perfection. But is perfection really attainable?

I'm not an advent of pain-staking methods of observing natural phenomena, neither of the slow and careful movements of beauty and elegance. I have my own theory born from creativity and keen perception. A story that has never been told or written; you'll be the first to know the truth behind the truth, the reality of reality.