It's a windy morning in central Auckland and I'm up thinking. Does this wind blow right around the universe? I've just been reading some old posts on Richard's Bass Bag. He seems fixated with the concept of a finite universe... a very interesting concept.
It is hard for us mere specks to imagine infinity and maybe, if something is so big, it doesn't need to be infinite. Still, it makes room for the question,
what is at the edge of the universe?
Something different? Nothing?
Hey, define nothing. Now there's a hard one (please, no puns on my name Curmudgeon).
Could it be that Second's heaven exists out there, where the universe has run out of planets, rocks and stars?
I think I will think about this until lunchtime and then take a nap.

Why 'My Spurt'?

I'm fascinated by the universe and want to explore its concepts, boundaries its inhabitants and their philosophies.
Obviously it is a big place, with great distances to be covered by any explorer. I have this image of my mind 'spurting' across vast expanses like a distance runner who is sprinting towards the finish line after covering considerable distances.
Please pop into my blog and share in this great adventure that I have in mind for myself, and anyone who would like to come along for the ride.

New here.

Both to the universe and blogging.
Hi.