New Cosmic Story: The Dichronous Universe

For the Curious, Not the Calculators
By Peter Merrens
March 10, 2025

The Big Idea: Entropy’s Rebellion

Forget the Big Bang. Ditch the dark energy fairy tales. Scrap the idea of time ticking like some cosmic clock. The universe isn’t a one-shot explosion hurtling toward a cold, lonely end—it’s a relentless, two-faced dance, a timeless beast driven by entropy, the measure of chaos itself. Picture this: a universe not born in a fiery instant but locked in a 4D toroidal loop—a cosmic donut—where entropy, not time, calls every shot. No beginning, no end—just a block of existence, split into two phases that wrestle forever: Obverse, where disorder reigns and the fabric of space unfurls, and Reverse, where order claws back and the fabric recoils.

This isn’t your granddad’s cosmology. Space isn’t a smooth, infinite void—it’s a quantized grid, a pixelated net stretched taut within that toroidal shell. At its heart, a geyser roars—a white-hot fountain spewing low-entropy fuel from Reverse into Obverse, igniting stars, galaxies, and life itself. At the edges, black holes lurk, not as graves but as mirrors, reflecting that energy back to Reverse through a porous, misty boundary that leaks like a sieve. Time? An illusion—a shadow cast by entropy’s relentless flow. The real story’s carved into this eternal 4D block, a tale of order and chaos swapping punches across a universe that refuses to die.

How It Works: The Grid, the Geyser, the Leak

Imagine space as a vast, stretchy lattice—think pixels, not silk. Tiny cells, discrete and gritty, form a 3D grid woven into a 4D toroid—a shape that loops back on itself, no edges, no outside needed (5D bulk? Only if you want a bigger playground, but 4D does the trick). At the core, the geyser erupts—a cosmic blowtorch blasting low-entropy essence from Reverse into Obverse. It’s not a one-time bang but a ceaseless surge, seeding the grid with the raw stuff of creation: gas clouds, supernovae, worlds. As entropy climbs in Obverse, the grid stretches outward, birthing the sprawl of the cosmos we see—galaxies spinning, light bending, chaos rising.

But it doesn’t stop there. The grid thins at the toroid’s outer curve, where entropy peaks and the fabric frays. Here, a misty leak seeps through—energy, particles, whispers of Reverse bleeding into Obverse and back again. Black holes stud this boundary, not devouring but reflecting, funneling high-entropy debris back to Reverse like cosmic boomerangs. In Reverse, entropy falls—the grid tightens, order reclaims the chaos, prepping for the next geyser burst. No clocks, no arrows—just entropy’s tide, rising and falling, stretching and shrinking, all locked in a 4D dance we mistake for time’s march.

This isn’t a hunch—it’s a rewrite of reality, a blade that slices through physics’ thorniest riddles. Let’s stalk those mysteries and watch them bleed under the Dichronous knife.

The Cosmic Riddles—and Their Reckoning

The Big Bang Singularity: The Myth of the First Tick
What’s the Problem? The old tale starts with a bang—a searing, infinite pinpoint exploding into everything. But what lit the fuse? What came before? Physics stumbles into a singularity—a gibberish infinity where math screams and dies.
How It Falls: No bang, no broken rules. The Dichronous geyser replaces that nonsense—a steady stream of low-entropy juice from Reverse to Obverse, no start needed. It’s a handover, not a detonation, etched into the 4D block. Infinity’s out; continuity’s in.

Dark Energy: The Ghost in the Machine
What’s the Problem? The universe is speeding up, and science conjures “dark energy”—a phantom force, unseen, unexplained, a fudge factor to save the sums.
How It Falls: Dark energy’s a fairy tale. The grid stretches as entropy surges in Obverse—simple as that. Near the leaky edge, it slows, mimicking acceleration without some spooky extra. Entropy’s the muscle; no ghosts required.

Cosmic Inflation: The Turbo Cheat
What’s the Problem? The Big Bang’s too slow to smooth the universe—enter inflation, a blink-of-an-eye super-stretch with no clear driver, bolted on to fix the cracks.
How It Falls: Inflation’s a crutch—toss it. The geyser’s blast floods the grid with uniform low-entropy fuel; the leaky mist ties the edges together. Entropy balances the sprawl naturally—no turbo boost, just flow.

Dark Matter: The Invisible Crutch
What’s the Problem? Galaxies spin too fast—stars should fling apart without extra gravity from “dark matter,” a shadow mass no one’s nabbed.
How It Falls: No need for unseen stuff. The misty leak at the boundary—Reverse’s seepage into Obverse—piles up, warping the grid like a gravitational echo. It’s not particles; it’s phase residue, bending space without clumping. Dark matter’s a myth; entropy’s the shadow.

The Arrow of Time: Why Eggs Don’t Unbreak
What’s the Problem? Time flows forward—chaos grows, order fades. Why one way? Physics mutters “entropy” but can’t pin the tail.
How It Falls: Entropy’s the kingpin. In Obverse, it rises—disorder spreads, time feels “forward.” In Reverse, it drops—order returns, unseen by us. The 4D block holds both; we’re just Obverse riders on the chaos wave.

The Horizon Problem: Syncing the Unsyncable
What’s the Problem? The universe’s edges glow the same—same heat, same hum—yet too far to have mingled without inflation’s cheat.
How It Falls: The geyser and leak stitch it up. Low-entropy spray floods the grid; misty seepage links the toroid’s curves. It’s one connected web in 4D—no need for a cosmic speed-dial.

Black Hole Information Paradox: The Vanishing Act
What’s the Problem? Black holes swallow info—stars, light, secrets—then evaporate. Where’d it go? Lost forever or smuggled out? Physics brawls.
How It Falls: Nothing’s lost. Black holes mirror it back to Reverse through the grid—energy flips phases, not erased. The leaky edge helps—info seeps, bounces, stays whole. Paradox solved.

The Strong CP Problem: The Untwisted Twist
What’s the Problem? Particle forces should kink in ways we don’t see—why’s the twist zero? Physics invents particles to dodge it.
How It Falls: Entropy irons it out. As the grid stretches, it tweaks the rules, flattening that kink naturally. No new particles—just entropy’s steady hand.

Quantum Randomness vs. Determinism: Dice or Design?
What’s the Problem? Quantum bits flicker—random or rigged? Chance rules, or something deeper pulls strings?
How It Falls: Random’s a lie. Entropy on the grid sets every flip—stretch and leak dictate the dance. We see dice; it’s a script, locked in 4D. Determinism wins.

Hierarchy Problem: The Weakling Giant
What’s the Problem? Gravity’s a feather next to other forces—why the chasm? Wild guesses abound.
How It Falls: Entropy tunes it. The grid’s stretch balances strengths as chaos flows—no gap to fix, just the toroid’s natural sway.

The Cosmic Payoff: A Testable Truth

This isn’t a bedtime story—it’s a gauntlet thrown at physics’ feet. The Dichronous Universe rewrites the script: a quantized grid, stretched in a 4D toroid, leaking at the seams. A geyser births Obverse with low-entropy fire; black holes echo it back to Reverse; entropy reigns supreme—no time, no bangs, no crutches. It’s a clean sweep, slashing ten cosmic Gordian knots with one blade.

Want proof? Peek at the cosmic microwave glow—does it dip where the geyser’s echo should fade? Scan far-off supernovae—do they flicker odd at the grid’s thin edge? Tweak quantum toys—does entropy’s shadow nudge the odds? The old tale’s a corpse—Big Bang, dark fudge, inflation’s puff. This is the grid’s roar, a universe alive, pulsing, eternal.

Why It Bites

I loathe infinity—those smug singularities, those endless voids. They’re cheats, dead ends. The Dichronous Universe spits on them—a finite, looped reality where entropy, raw and real, runs the show. It’s not a tweak; it’s a revolution. Not a guess; it’s a dare. Read it in my novel—Proximal God—four-tenths forged—where this cosmos bleeds into a story as fierce as its truth. If I’m right, they’ll carve my name on that toroid’s edge when the stars wink out. Join the dance—feel the grid hum.