The universe is the explosion of a fractal. Or, rather, it's an explosion, but it's a fractal. That means you can zoom in and zoom in and zoom in, or zoom out and out and out, and you keep seeing similar fractal shapes.

It means in some sense, the universe blossoms like a plant with flowers. The same sort of self-similar patterning.

At this point the multifractal quality of nature is self-evident.

Fractals tend to come from recursion, meaning feedback a bit like (it's an example) the feedback from a microphone.

In each moment, the laws of physics produce a new universe. That universe then gets pumped back through the laws of physics. And on and on and on and on. It's recursion. The output goes to the input. The snake eats its tail. The mic sings piercingly.