What if the cosmic background radiation is a universal library? What if, from the dawn of time, countless advanced civilisations, spanning from the universe's beginnings to its furthest reaches, have failed to realise the universe itself holds a means—a cosmological way—to both store and retrieve the echoes of all civilisations locked within it? A cosmological library simply waiting to be opened.The universe, having written its story upon the cosmic background, surpasses the very notion of "Space, the ultimate frontier." It reveals itself to be a library without end. Within the cosmic background, every story waiting to be read, the pages of all civilisations woven into the fabric of spacetime. All that has been, all that will be—from beginning to end—like whispers carried in the inexorable aether, waiting. More than just the cosmic background: more than just leftover radiation. The cosmic background radiation may be our universe's memory, and our journey into its depths may have only just begun. What if the cosmic background isn't just noise? What if it holds the sum total of everything that ever was, waiting to be discovered and played back? What IF?
