The book of inflaton (sic)

Whoever owns the inflaton field whence our visible patch of universe sprang was nice enough to install Heisenberg uncertainty, so that the experiment doesn’t run deterministically—a little stochastic wasabi with our universal roll.

Or, as Matt Crain said, Heisenberg uncertainty is an artifact of floating-point imprecision; exactly! The Book of Inflaton should contain a Gospel of Floating Point.

“Property is theft,” because we’re residing upon and working a parcel within our inflaton-lord’s manor; which lord, in turn, answers to the singularity’s crown.

Who is the singularity’s crown? Physics asymptotically approaches the answer, but only as far as the Planck epoch.