Nature's Laws Succumb to the Rot
In an infinite Reality, all things are not only possible, they are inevitable.
—Jagged, The Fate of Stars.
It’s supposed to be impossible to travel faster than light. There are very good reasons for supposing this is true, not the least of which is solid experimental data. Nevertheless, physics supports the notion that mass can be pushed to travel faster than light. Our local universe is expanding faster than that, in fact.
The latter discovery reveals something about the nature of space that was unsuspected by Einstein; it also demonstrates the ease with which our understanding of Reality can be shown to be incomplete.
The barriers continue to crumble.
Those back doors through space I was talking about, formally called Einstein-Rosen Bridges, can be made. The truth of this has been established experimentally through a phenomenon called the Casimir Effect, in which pairs of strong magnets cause a lowering of the density of space between them. The only barrier to making wormholes lies in the amount of energy required. Something will come along to make this easy, I have no doubt.
Where to go?
Anywhere. Literally.
No less than nine scientific theories predict the existence of other universes.
NOTE: all of these theories were formulated to explain other things. The existence of other universes is merely a consequence of their predictive power.
In one, called the Many-worlds interpretation, we travel to one of an infinite series of universes created out of nothing every 0.00000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 seconds. So, we’re all dimension jumpers, my friends!
The Many-worlds has been rejected by a host of theoretical physicists for no better reason than that, if true, Nature balloons beyond any hope of observation and, therefore, measurement.
That’s what they say, anyway.
I smell chicken.
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Then there are the Færie Roads in England.
One can find them in the English countryside, if one knows where to look.
Old roads start or end abruptly at walls or hedgerows that themselves haven’t changed in centuries. The reason for this, as the name suggests, is that they are parts of roads, now closed, that lead to Færieland. They only open, however, at certain times and only for a little while.
The quotidian explanation is hardly less eerie. They are paths between the church and the churchyard (cemetery) of old towns. Such roads were straight and cut across land that was owned by others. As the parishes moved or were abandoned, property owners built barriers and left chunks of road with no beginning or ending.
I like the Færieland explanation better.
