As a Copy in search of its (presumed or imagined) Originality, the Universe is in constant need of feedback.
So, it mirrors itself, recursively, in a continuous quest to restore itself to its (presumed or imagined) primordial purity.
The Universe – like the good Mother that it is – mirrors its offspring forms to help matter find its way back to its (presumed or imagined) home of consciousness.
Wave yourself a goodbye. Wave yourself a hello.