One Infinite Zero (Quote from page 13 and 14)
I'm hesitant to put into words, not because I doubt your ability to understand but because I doubt my ability to describe it well. Something about this topic does odd things to my mind, and I end up leaning a bit poetic about it at times.
To some degree I think reality is self-reinforcing, contradictory and recursive, is the best way I can think to put it. There is something instead of nothing, because there is something there. Reality exists because it does. Things are the way they are, because that's the way things are. What seems like a recursive, thought-terminating response is actually the truth of it. It's fascinating to ask the why's and how's, but on a fundamental level, I sometimes think we overthink it.
Perfect truth and knowledge are ultimately unattainable, so we will never run out of new questions, and the answers will never be complete. As none of us is capable of perfect understanding, on some level we all have to accept our imperfect/incomplete truths *as* truth in order to live our lives. I believe this tension between what we internally hold as true and the actual reality of the world around us explains much about humanity as a whole, though I think there are many ways people end up reacting to it.
I also think that's why we ask so many questions we're not capable of understanding the answers to, which only leads to more questions with imperfect answers as we eternally seek the impossible totality of understanding. What drew me to OPs post originally was that I have also had thoughts about the interplay between 1, 0 and infinity. I am not educated enough in math or philosophy to even pretend to know if any of my or OPs thoughts are actually feasible under our current model of the universe, but I can't help but feel some truth to it in my bones, if only in a poetic sense.