Nothing exists but this moment, and this moment, is only a moment long. Each moment is pushed into the past by the next future moment in line. Nothing else exists, at least that we know of. Now, if we can time travel and go backward, or forward, that may prove the theory that everything is happening at the same time. Think multi-level, lucite, chessboard.
What if what we consider to be “life,” is nothing more than a film strip where all the cells are flat, except for the one that is being shown in that one moment? So, the film is turning on the reel and the past is being shot out the back, while the future, which already exists, is getting closer and closer to the MOMENT when it will BE the cell expressing itself NOW. That doesn’t meant the other cells aren’t happening, aren’t existing, it’s just that their MOMENT has either passed, or not yet arrived.
Do you know what I mean?
It’s not predestination, but the future is happening forever and the past goes on forever, as well. If that’s a possibility, when people die, in this moment, they won’t be part of the cells in the future, but perhaps they are still living in the cells of the past. Driving their Model T’s, wearing clothes from the flapper era, or living in caves and putting their hand prints on the walls and painting aliens next to them, as well as a gnu or two.
If we can’t SEE the past, or the future, how can we say they do, or not exist. How can we know what they are? How do we know where they come from, or where they go? Are they nothing, or just things we can’t see? Just because we don’t have the ability to see anything but the MOMENT we are in, doesn’t mean that something else doesn’t exist. Why do we think we know what’s on either side of our moment?
What if, on a brane (membrane), which carries an alternate universe, or a parallel universe, we simply continue? What if the branes are so close together, that when we are out of our bodies, we just move to a different one?
Supposedly, there are universes in Strings? Are we currently living in a String? How can we know? We can’t. That’s the thing. We can’t know anything at all. Not about the big questions.
Some scientists think there have been multiple BIG BANGS, others don’t think there was ever a BIG BANG. No one knows. We can measure radiation, sounds, but no one knows anything for sure.
We may be asleep somewhere else, dreaming this life.
Some scientists say the Universe is oval. Lololol Others say it’s infinite. Still others say that if we could go through a spinning black hole we would probably end up in a different Universe altogether and never be able to get back here. If that’s true, and I reallllly hope that it is, there are more Universes than we can even imagine, since black holes are at the center of every galaxy, including the big one in the middle of our Milky Way.
The more questions we ask, we find out that we don’t know very much at all.
The laws of physics might not mean anything, anywhere else. I think they know something that travels faster than the speed of light. I’ll try and find out what I saw, and let you know.
Currently, with the equipment, tech, we have, we can’t answer much at all. Although, compared to what we knew 200 years ago, we know a lot. It’s just that what we know, doesn’t answer a lot of the questions we have. Quarks can be fun but they don’t prove the universe has a shape, or that it never ends. Our brains can’t handle something that has no ending, no edges, something that goes on FOREVER. We aren’t wired to understand that on a level the makes sense. We are always waiting for someone to enter, stage left. No ending…ever. We can’t even imagine eternity. We need endings and edges. Anyway, Each new, gigantic, telescope on a mountain, above the clouds and pollution, with little oxygen, tells us something new. But it doesn’t tell us what we want to know.
Future generations will look back at us and shake their heads. Cutting edge only lasts for a VERY short time.
So, while we’re doing whatever we’re doing today, our great grandparents, whether you know who they are, or not, may be busy, somewhere in the past, doing whatever people did during that time. The people in the future are getting on with things as well.
We just have a tiny window to be in this moment. I think we should use it more wisely, but what do I know. Truth, except when it’s personal. doesn’t exist.