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baserbristle
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- Jul 12, 2023
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I know I can truly never know, but I can't wrap my head around what will happen after. It seems weird to me because right now I don't seem to have any SI. But when I think of my cat, my partner, and my friends on FreeSO, I start to wonder about what will happen after.
I really only want to leave this life to start another. For a lot of reasons in life I would like a fresh start somewhere. Even in video games, I find it hard to continue after a while and crave a fresh start. Of course it's an endless goddamn cycle.
I'm at work today and I can't stop thinking about what's going to happen. I reason that it's possible for my particles, once I'm dead, to disperse and start a new life somewhere. For me it sounds totally logical. Once I'm dead, my brain particles, the ones that house my consciousness, will eventually be dispersed in the world and undergo lots of changes. For example, the dirt I disintegrate into will be eaten by worms, and so on. Since my particles disperse, my memories can't be saved, which explains why I have no memories of past lives.
I started to think about the implications of this. I would hate to die just to come back in another life in America of all places. Ideally I would come back in a better country. But according to my theory, the easiest way to achieve this would be to die in another country, assuming no one would take my body away. But then again, if I died in a forest on America somewhere, my particles could eventually reach the ocean after a period of time, opening up new possibilities.
It's all making my head spin. It's a bit weird because I desperately want to know.
I really only want to leave this life to start another. For a lot of reasons in life I would like a fresh start somewhere. Even in video games, I find it hard to continue after a while and crave a fresh start. Of course it's an endless goddamn cycle.
I'm at work today and I can't stop thinking about what's going to happen. I reason that it's possible for my particles, once I'm dead, to disperse and start a new life somewhere. For me it sounds totally logical. Once I'm dead, my brain particles, the ones that house my consciousness, will eventually be dispersed in the world and undergo lots of changes. For example, the dirt I disintegrate into will be eaten by worms, and so on. Since my particles disperse, my memories can't be saved, which explains why I have no memories of past lives.
I started to think about the implications of this. I would hate to die just to come back in another life in America of all places. Ideally I would come back in a better country. But according to my theory, the easiest way to achieve this would be to die in another country, assuming no one would take my body away. But then again, if I died in a forest on America somewhere, my particles could eventually reach the ocean after a period of time, opening up new possibilities.
It's all making my head spin. It's a bit weird because I desperately want to know.