I think of the universe as limitless, and unfathomable. But that doesn’t really make any sense because everything we know in the physical world has boundaries where it all ends, like the borders between countries. So, I then think to myself that the universe must have a giant brick wall somewhere where it must all come to an end. But then I ask myself the question what lies behind that big brick wall in outer space. There must be another, and then another. So, then I think to myself that the universe is perhaps made up of an infinite number of brick walls, one after another into eternity. But that can’t be true, either. So, I then think that there must a higher being who can make sense out of all this space nonsense for us, and put everything into perspective. Astrophysicists talk about black holes and worm holes in space. Scientists have rational explanations about how stars and planets were formed with their Big Bang theories. Evolution makes sound, practical sense but who or what created the process of evolution. Like a revolving planet I go back to my own big brick wall theory, and then I realize I’m back where I started. Jens Ward, Wardswords