We all have an edge. We all are floating our psyche on top with a great ocean underneath.
The Word of God I think of as a straight edge, which shows up our own crookedness. We can't really tell how crooked our thinking is until we line it up with the straight edge of Scripture.
There are no walls at the edge of this universe...absence of gravity is the limit of space existence.
Smartass Disciple: Master, where is exactly the edge of this universe ?Master of Stupidity: Edge is wherever the absence of universal gravity.
Nothing can be inside an edgeless universe.
Just because yet unable to comprehend the real form of the edge, doesn't mean that this universe is infinite.
Smartass Disciple: Master, tell me what is it beyond this universe ?Master of Stupidity: No 'space' in no 'gravity'. No 'thing' in spaceless.
I think that's what finally stopped me. I slid right to the edge. My legs were hanging over. And I could feel it too. I don't know how. There was no wind, no sound, no change of temperature. There was just this terrible emptiness reaching up for me.