Now, imagine taking something apart... say a toy car... or a flower. You are pulling it apart little by little until you can't pull it apart anymore... you take the tiniest piece and put it under a powerful microscope and can see that indeed there is more to be torn apart, and you do that again and again... and you think you have it. You think that it can't be taken apart any further... then along comes this brilliant scientist, "I have created a newer and better, more powerful microscope!" He passes it to you and once more you put the tiny piece which you thought was the smallest bit of matter under the microscope and realize that there is much more to tear apart. You keep tearing and you keep tearing but each time you think:" Ah, this must be what the object is made of, the thing all matter is made of, the building block of the world... but... what is it made of?" But each time, endlessly there is something tinier and something more to discover... what is this thing that we, the universe is made of? What is it called? What is it?
Now, begin from yourself. You are standing in a room. The room is in a house. The house is in a neighborhood. The neighborhood is in a town. The town is in a state. The state is in a country. The country is in a continent. The continent is in the Earth. The Earth is in the Solar System. The Solar System is in the Milky Way. The Milky Way is in the universe... What is the universe in???!!
The mystery of the smallest and biggest, is something that might never be solved. In fact it might be better it is not solved, for who knows what horrors such knowledge holds? As the saying goes, 'ignorance is bliss'. But mankind are very odd. Many times they do not run away from horrors, rather they embrace it, even seek for it. Have you ever tried watching a horror movie, and been so scared, yet you were unable to stop watching because you were just so curious? Humans are such creatures that when you try to hide something, even when something is better hidden and secret forever, they insist on discovering. What is it that fuels our odd and terrible desires?
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