Idea of Once Finite is simple yet profound. Everything we experience comes from an universe infinite, but for us to experience, it once has to become finite. 

All the knowledge, and information in expanding universe once has to be finite for us to comprehend. Absurd, so is this universe, and life. 

Somehow universe is under no obligation to make sense, and somehow I am.

What to expect here?

Maybe something you'd like to read once a week or more.