If death (assuming no afterlife) erases your conciousness, it should also erase your memory of ever having been concious. It should be as though you never existed at all, right? Not just future and present gone, but past.
So then how are we here, being concious and remembering stuff? How could that be unless the universe is inherently static, or at least endlessly self-repeating, and us being concious is just a permanent feature of our corner of it?
Has anyone else thought about this or am I just rambling?
I always had a weird thought that life is the universe attempting to explore itself. like, each life form sees the universe from a new perspective and so with each instance of life, the universe gets a slightly better picture of what it is. Every new angle bringing a slightly more complete understanding.
That or it’s just energy bouncing around IDFK.
