Produce one shred, one miserable pitiful scrap of empirical evidence that there are Universes other than our own. Go ahead. I DARE YOU. Otherwise you are deluded if you believe that.
Same could be said of belief in, oh, say...God.
You can make conclusions, define analogies, defend and debate and argue - but it really comes down to a CHOICE to believe in a deity.
Maybe I believe - but I don't delude myself that there's any actual empirical evidence for it. Just conclusions that my human mind makes based on my human experience, which is rather sad when brought to bear against the theoretical context of what God must be like.
The Universe seems ordered, therefore someone must have ordered it...strikes me as a fervently, happily, myopic, humanistic point of view. "This is the only way things could be" gets boring. If things were different, they wouldn't be the same - that's all.
The more I age, the more pragmatic I get - unless God, or a belief in God, has some particular useful purpose, I don't see the need to invent one.