Quantum death. What is it? First we have to define quantum suicide. They say that when you die, your body stays in this world, but your...”force”? Always finds a way to continue, to finish its life cycle. There are many movies where a character is on his deathbed and says they can feel the end coming. (and aren’t movies based on real events? They didn’t invent it just for Hollywoods sake, right?)
Now imagine all the times you almost had an accident. We almost have accidents on a near basis (well, it’s true for me). If we compare our near-accident to actual accidents, you probably have a lot more near-accidents than actual accidents. Is this normal? We could chalk it up to evolution, survival of the fittest.
People who survive have quicker reaction times than others. But we also think about not putting ourselves in situations where we will need to use our quick reflexes, so we do not rely on our reflexes that much, so genetically, this is a mute point, especially in the world we live in. Look at the people who live extreme lifestyles, soldiers, criminals, etc. I’m sure that they have near-accidents at every moment, and many survive untill the end of their lives. How do they do it? Chance? If I flip a coin 25 times, it has a 0.000003% chance of landing on heads each time. Life of an average human is 66 years, or 24,0000 days.
Let’s imagine that you have a near-accident once a day (I’m not talking about near-death accidents, but every kind of accident), and we live until the end of our life (old and ripe). Most people have not had that many near-life ending accidents in their lifetimes.
Now look at people who live extreme lifestyles, where everyday they face many potential life threatening accidents (but still live on to grow old). There are forums on the internet (What a great source!) where people say that they have have seen themselves die in a certain event, only to be “teleported” back into the past an instant before they die, where they then proceed to avoid said death. What if this happened constantly, that we have many “accidents” happen all the time, but we are just teleported into a kind of best case scenario, and we just don’t remember it?
But it would be impossible to teleport without affecting others around you, right? If I get run over by a car, someone else would see it. But then I would die. But this is impossible, as I am supposed to live until I finish my life cycle. So is this whole world and everyone in it just in my head? Personally, I see way too much emotion in people for me to believe that they are all part of my imagination. So if people are real, this would mean that I can never die in front of anyone, and they can never die in front of me, if we were all meant to finish our life cycles. This is why, for every near death, one of two things happen. In my world, I avoid the car, while in the other persons world, I get run over by the car. Hence, realities split.
I think we are all alone is this world, and everyone revolves around everyone else’s world. What if people who lived extreme lifestyles understood this concept? That no matter what they do, they know that they would survive. Is this why they risk their lives everyday? Are people who are around us just copies of the original person? Mere shadows who can die while their true form lives on until the end of their life cycle?
Do the originals never experience tragedy, because they always take the best possible decision? I know that I don’t always take the best decision, so I must be just a copy of the original, a mere shadow, so in who’s domaine do I live in right now? Who is the person who is on top of this world? Who has always taken the right decision, or at least the decisions that would bring them to the best possible outcome.
I wonder what my original is doing right now. Is there an opposite copy to the original? Is the opposite of the original even born? Would that mean that all other copies live at least for a little while, only the opposite of the original does not live at all? Maybe I am the original copy, and the tragedies and wrong decisions have no relation, as we learn from our mistakes, and that’s what is important. (I don’t really know if I've learn anything!)
The most important thing is to survive. Sometimes I think back to scenarios where I should have been dead, but I somehow made it out alive. Are serious accidents also part of our survival? Sometimes there is no perfect solution and one must undergo an accident? One thing is clear, we will all survive until the end of our lifecycle, so take risks, we may see you die, but we will know that you are still alive, that somewhere, you never missed that turn, and the ducks never attacked you till your death.
But what if we kill ourselves? Is it impossible to die? When you have wants, is there a part of you that continues to strive until you achieve it? Knowing this, am I going to take more risks? For what cause? Am I sure that this theory is real? Is everything we believe in real? I want to say yes. Do I want to attempt suicide to test the theory, for science? I prefer not to, for one, I would have no memory of the death (Maybe I have succeeded in suicide many times with no knowledge of it), and even if I succeeded, I would gain no new knowledge.
(I think that I have died multiple times in the past, I am a light weight, and on one occasion I drank a whole bottle of rum by myself (which is impossible for me) while doing illegal drugs. I woke up with no headache at all. I threw up a couple of times, but I just felt tired. I know in my heart that it was impossible for me to have survived that episode.
Can you relate to anything similar where you know that you should not be alive, or you should have been in a much worse condition than you found yourself in? I’d rather finish my life cycle. I will take more risks, but only for the thrill of gaining of new knowledge. It’s possible that I could end up with a broken leg by trying new things, but that’s why it’s called a risk! Personally, I would love to redo my life after the end of my life cycle, with the memories of my first life cycle. And one day, I will be in Nantes, and I will go to the store where I found you, little journal, and I will take you in my arms with a big smile on my face.
Maybe you won’t be the same journal, but you will be the same one for me, and only you will know my great secret, written between the lines <3
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