Was I born a Universe in life one? What separates us from an asteroid or planet? I believe what makes us independent self-contained Universes and planet Earth not for example is choice. We may be built from the same base material but we transcend the rocks at our feet. Everything around us, stars, planets even mighty black holes, everything moves according to gravity and the other three forces. We do not.
Yes gravity affects us, keeps us on planet Earth, but in spite of the very gravity that keeps us here, we move about however we want. We make choices, we choose to fight gravity and walk or climb up a mountain. We ignore our buoyancy and swim with the fish. Nothing else in the Universe, except at the quantum scale, can roll up hill and not just down, like life. However we are not at the quantum scale compared to the Universe we see around us. If we were part of the Universe around us and not separate, we like everything else not at the quantum scale would be bound by the four forces. Only as separate, independent Universes could we act as though we existed on the quantum level.
Since I was a child both my body and my mind have been restless. I enjoy moving about even when I have no place to be. My family nicknamed my restless activities doing the jig, or "jigging". I'd "dance" around the house going room to room swinging my arms, jumping all over the place. I'd do this for hours, never tiring, not speaking other than intangible phrases and grunts. When asked why I did this, I would say that it was fun. My family also asked me what I was thinking about during "the jig", I would reply anything I wanted, and that I wasn't 'thinking', I was seeing.
I continue to pace to this day, I no longer "jig" wildly as I used to, but I still see other things then what is in front of me. When I pace, I don't see or hear the room anymore, I'm in a different place, experiencing anything I want to happen from the third person point of view. I am not only "myself" as in my mental representation of myself, but everyone and everything that comes to exist. As I grew older and my interests changed, so did what I was experiencing.
What makes something real? When someone tells a story about their life, an everyday story such as, if I and a friend stopped at a store so I could buy something. My friend tells me that the last time he was in this store he bought eggs. Now if the last time he was in the store was long ago, they would have no proof of the event. What makes that different then him saying he had never been to that store before? There is no tangible proof in either direction, yet one is a lie and never happened, and the other is the truth and did happen. Only his firsthand account, what he saw, heard, felt makes the truth, the truth.
Over the years I've come to call my experiences during jigging or pacing a metaphorical adventure. I use this term as the visual interpretation I experience and the underlining information it represents are different. I've heard stories of monks that use meditation to experience the unexperienceable. These monks will meditate for long periods of time, months even years if the stories are to be believed. When they come back, when they stop their meditation, they tell of multiple lives they have lived, Universes they have entered and lived in, knowledge they have gained through these experiences.
The parallel between what these monks report and my own personal metaphorical adventures is uncanny. I've travelled the cosmos and existed in numerous different realities. Over the years, as I existed in Universe after Universe a picture developed of the multiverse.
1. The original Universe stands alone.
2-5. Life, independent Universes form, choice is introduced, near identical parallel Universes of the original begin to explode into existence, yet stay incredibly close to one another, due to choice in the original,
6. The original Universe continues to produce more parallels, a new type of independent Universe comes about in one of the now many Universes that exist, a thinking Universe. Creativity mixes with choice. A thinking Universe chooses to imagine an impossible reality, one so different that none of the parallels of the original could ever replicate it. A new original Universe is created by mixing choice with creativity.
7. Both "Original" Universes produce more parallels of themselves, due to choice existing in both.
8. A third "Original" Universe is created in the same way. The first two "original" Universes continue to make new parallels.
9-20. Accelerated rate of new "Original" Universes coming into existence and creating parallels.
21. Older "Original" Universes slow their creation of new parallels. Every choice has been made, all parallels of the original has come into existence. Younger "Original" Universes continue to make parallels. New "Original" Universes continue to come into existence.
22-xxxxxx. Young "Original" Universes continue to make parallels. The Multiverse begins to get crowded by the near infinite number of Universes that have come into existence. Universes start getting pushed closer together. Parallels of the same original start touching, creating even more parallels even if another exact copy of that parallel already exists from the first bout of parallel Universe creation.
I did not set out on my metaphorical adventures to discover anything. I willing went on them because they were fun. Imagine your favorite movie, something about that 'movieverse' touched you, leaving you wanting more. Now imagine that you could exist and interact in that 'movieverse' and countless others similar but slightly different. I've explored different realities in which I was most familiar with. TV shows, cartoons, movies, books, and even countless similar to our own Universe in which we live.
One fact keep coming up throughout my metaphorical adventures. Not all "Original" Universes are created equal. In easy to visualize form, imagine a scifi movie where Intergalactic space travel as well as interdimensional travel are both possible, and compare it to a down to Earth romance. If both were "Original" Universes, they would be classified differently. In one, you could leave your home Universe behind and in the other you would be stuck, a very big difference if both were to exist in the same multiverse.
During my metaphorical adventures, I experienced highs and lows, happiness and tragedy. I can describe in great detail, the emotions that I felt, the sights I have seen, sound I have heard. Like my friend telling me about the time he bought eggs at a store, only my personal experience of the events is left. Does my personal experience of being at the events make it the truth, does it make them real?
Every time I "jigged" or pace, I continue to experience and evolve what I see, hear and feel around me. Countless events, emotions have been built upon one another, "jig" after "jig", pace after pace. Until an entire Mythology was born, a backstory was written, even religious institutions completely unique to what I experience when I pace, formed. All of this came about unconsciously among my metaphorical adventures. I laid the groundwork for it all through my metaphorical adventures, but as time goes on my adventures have started to write themselves.
Characters I have met in older adventures showing up, interjecting themselves into my current adventure. Slowly over time, as the backstory was written, something was changing. While I continue to control "Myself", the inanimate Universe around "Myself" and the new characters I introduce on my current adventures, the entities I've created in earlier adventures control themselves. I can try and influence them, but the end result is not always what I wanted them to do.
Free will. Through me and my metaphorical adventures, they acquired free will. If my theory on the multiverse is true, then I may have inadvertently created a new "Original" Universe by mixing my creativity with choice. The choice to go on these metaphorical adventures in the first place.
I consider myself to be agnostic, however would I not be looked upon as god to these entities I’ve conjured during my pacing? Without the intention at all on my part, my metaphorical adventures eerily parallel many religious views on what "God" is and what is in his power to do. If I still interact with the "Original" Universe I created, why doesn't the “God” that created this Universe interact with us? I believe that in all probability this is because we do not live in an "Original" Universe, but one of countless parallels of that "Original" Universe. Just as I interact with just the "Original" Universe I created. The "God" that created our universal original can only interact with his "Original".
Does this make me a god? As I sit here writing this no, I am no god. But being a self-contained universe, my choice to go on my metaphorical adventures may still have led to the creation of an entirely new "Original" Universe.