Science says all matter is made of the same stuff. That energy is never created or destroyed, only transferred. We can't see the edge of space, and can't prove the origin of everything, and will not see the end of existence. We can imagine and even feel moments outside our time, but are eternally cursed to it's flow. In our minds anything is possible but in physical reality everything has limitations and boundaries. In all of endless space we can barely get off our world.. Our lives are filled with monotony and autonomy, only with spurts of conscious awareness between dreaming and day dreaming. Our entire existence is reminiscent of a video game with invisible walls keeping us in the level.
All we know about the universe is our ideas. What we think iit is. What we think of it. We define it by what we think. The universe is just an idea we have, or a group of ideas. How tangible is it, that we can add nothing and take nothing from it in all time? How real is it, that it does not exist until our minds are connected?
What if nothing is anything but an idea? Just a thought, not inside a program or a brain, and not floating through some aether. No god, no purpose, no justifiable creation or definable existence. A thought that wasn't and is and won't be, and we are part of that same thought? Not we at all but it, the only thing, a thought?