Hello, wonderful audience!
We have taken many voyages together.
We have traveled to distant destinations.
We have become different people.
We have gone against the usual current to other times.
We have explored the limits that your universe has to offer in differences of size, feeling the weight of a proton in one hand while later disturbing the starry film of a galaxy with the other.
The common thread was seeing a different perspective.
Please come with me once again.
You are everything in this new universe.
There is no emptiness at all, because everything that is, is filled up by you.
There is no where to go. Because you are already everywhere.
There is nothing, not even space, other than you to be empty.
You have no height.
No width.
No length.
Zero dimensions.
You are a single point in a universe that is a single point.
You cannot see anything. Because there is nothing outside of yourself to see.
You ARE the universe.
You seem bored.
I would be a poor host to leave you like this for long.
So I come up and stretch your universe out from a point.
Your universe is now a line.
Now at least you have one dimension in which to move.
You can see, but your view is only the point to your right and to your left.
If I was to put my hand into your universe, it would seem to you that a wall suddenly closed off everything to one side of you. This is because you would not be able to see my hand approaching (because my hand is not yet in your universe to see), but when I intersect your line I would suddenly block off EVERYTHING in that direction.
Then, when I pull my hand away, it would suddenly disappear to you.
You cannot look up or down, because they do not exist.
Would you like for them to?
Okay.
I stretch your universe once again.
Now you exist in a plane.
Your cosmos has both length and width.
You now have two dimensions in which to play!
Your vision includes a line that encircles you.
This is because you can only look around you in your plane.
Imagine if I was to drop a cube through your plane universe.
You could not look up to see it’s approach. Because you do not have an up.
When the part of the cube first enters your world, it would appear without warning to you.
Floating in the middle of nothing.
As the cube passes through, it would appear to you as if it grows, then shrinks, then simply pops back out of existence.
In fact, it would not even look like a cube to you at all.
As the cube falls out of your universe, you can no longer see it.
Your universe doesn’t have an up or down, so you can’t look there.
Would you like an up and down?
Okay, since I am such a gracious host, I will supply your constant demands for additional dimensions.
How might this third dimension look to you?
Exactly like the home to which you have grown accustomed.
Length, width, and height.
You have returned to where you began!
Everything looks normal.
Imagine if out of curiosity, you were to look back to the denizens of your recent travels.
You could see the pulsing, all encompassing God of no dimensions.
You could see the creatures oscillating along the one dimensional line world.
You could see the internal organs of the creatures in the Flat World that you had just departed, because they only have a thin line of skin to protect them from the thin line of their environment.
Wait.
If you can see inside of someone with one fewer dimension than you, does that mean that someone with one more dimension could see your insides?
We stopped our journey at your dimension number.
What if we had kept going?
The Ring 
