Is the universe finite or infinite?

Or is it just a bunch of stuff that's really, really big?

Some say it's the end of all things, while others claim it's just the beginning.

Perhaps it's both, and perhaps it's neither. The truth is, nobody really knows.

A finite universe is a universe of limits.

But what if the limits are just a figment of our imagination?

Is it still finite, or is it just an illusion?

Or maybe it's just a big box with a sign that says "Do Not Enter"?

But what if the possibilities are just a never-ending series of "what ifs"?

Is it still infinite, or is it just a big "maybe"?

Or maybe it's just a big "nope" and we're all just a bunch of atoms in a box?

Or maybe it's just a bunch of stuff that's really, really big.

Or maybe it's just a bunch of stuff that's really, really small.

Or maybe it's just a bunch of stuff that's really, really somewhere in between.