I saw this video once—a woman slipping into a portal and vanishing into an endless Walmart. A place with no exits. Just aisles that stretch forever. Fluorescent lights buzzing like insects in your skull. No clocks. No windows. Just consumption, forever.

And I started thinking… If there’s really some vast, infinite void outside our universe—one big enough to hold endless other universes—then why aren’t we seeing more of these doorways? Why aren’t more people falling through cracks in reality? If infinity is out there, shouldn’t it leak a little?

Maybe it does. Maybe this woman’s Walmart was just one of the leaks. A glitch. A tear in the skin of the world. And maybe most of us are too blind to notice the signs. Maybe we’ve already walked past a hundred such portals—dressed up as changing rooms, back hallways, or discount freezer doors.

Maybe the scariest part isn’t that we don’t see them…

It’s that we’ve already been inside one, and just forgot how we got here.

We’re talking about the infinite void that existed before the Big Bang—an endless, silent expanse with no time, no stars, no meaning. Just black, cold nothing.

Now picture Earth in that. A flicker. A fleck. Not even a grain of sand—more like a speck of dust stuck to the heel of oblivion.

Do you notice a speck of dust on the floor? Of course not. You step over it. You vacuum it up. It’s meaningless.

That’s Earth in the infinite. That’s us.

A forgotten blemish in an eternal dark that never asked for us and won’t even notice when we’re gone.