By magnificent, I mean big. HUGE. Encompassing the whole world, weaving everything together with twists and knots. And one there is a tug at this corner, the whole of the fabric feels it. A snag over there means right here we sense it.
I sound like a lunatic, but this is the greatest substitute analogy for so many theories of the universe. I like to think of all of existence wrapped up in a giant sweater. Probably crimson colored, with some crème threads woven through.
Yum.
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