All beings are actually facets of a singular whole that we have called god. Our separation is an illusion, like a single beam of light scattered in all directions by a gemstone. Brains are only a signal repeater for consciousness, and what we know as death is just a rejoining, like candlewax returning to the bubbling pool.

The one I jokingly like to embrace is the theory that we were supposed to nuke ourselves at the height of the cold war, and that’s why everything seems to be a repetition of the past few decades over and over again. The universe simulator ran out of content, it was supposed to move to the next stage, but its stuck recycling content at the end of the last stage, incapable of moving forward.

The universe is cyclical

Everything that was or ever will be is just the swirling masses of stardust condensing and separating endlessly throughout the cosmos

One day we are born and the next we die

Nothing more than the endless permutations of protons and electrons bouncing onto one another