The End of the Universe as We Know It – The New Yorker
What if the world around us is just a shadow of reality? Imagine, for example, that you wake up one cold winter morning and look out your window to find that the view is completely obscured by beautiful ice crystals, forming strange patterns on the glass. You might see something like the image above: its beauty is striking at least in part because of the remarkable order at smaller scales lurking within the obvious randomness at larger scales. The ice crystals have grown gorgeous treelike patterns, starting in random directions and bumping into each other at odd angles. The dochotomy between small-scale order and large-scale randomness suggests that the universe would look very different to tiny physicists or mathematicians living on the spine of one of those ice crystals.
Källa: The End of the Universe as We Know It – The New Yorker
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