Q: if the light from a newborn star hasn’t yet reached you, does it exist?
A: yes.
we are folded in time. our little lives – indeed, everything – is played out within the creases and wrinkles and crevasses in the fabric of spacetime. something that does not yet exist, which will eventually come into being, simply exists outside of the perceivable range of our tetradimensional senses.
i am, have always been, and shall always be.
does this negate Death? does this confirm an afterlife? not at all. where my body ends and the air around it begins, so my consciousness ends, and nothingness begins. the quantum fuzz is all we have to look forward to, and even that will likely be far too small to detect; just like when we are conceived, we have no memory of coming into being. we do start, and we do end… but our existence, our “in-between” state, will always be a part of the cosmos. just because we may be dead does not mean that we don’t still exist, somewhere back down the road, in the direction we came from. but we drift through this Space, and likewise we float across the vast spans of Time, and we cannot stay in one “place” for long.
“We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it’s forever.”
–Carl Sagan
“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.”
–Carl Sagan
