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I don’t know if there’s life after death, but…

I don’t know if there’s life after death, but I do know that facing personal mortality would be a hell of a lot easier if there was some sense in which we could be certain that humanity was likely to persist in this Universe, that all of our lives and suffering as collective endeavour possesses something of a meaning that might outlast us and sustain resonance and value in deep Cosmic time. The predominant reason why our existential tenure is so tentative is very likely, ironically, a consequence of the shared fear of the unknowable that death represents to each and all of us. This fear leads individuals, tribes and whole civilisations to rush headlong into futile conflicts and hollow, meaningless arguments over ideological factors that really are not all that important. It’s all going on between our ears, essentially, and it is to here that we must turn to lighten the load for future generations. That said, I am hardly at all optimistic that we will manage to pass through this bottleneck of selfish stupidity and tyrannical empire-building that surrounds us on so many fronts.

Just saying…

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