A long time ago I had a theory that seemed completely plausible to me. I didn’t really believe it but I was enticed by the idea that it couldn’t be disproven.

I could be immortal. Sure, I see people around me die and I know that my cells have a finite life, but other than that I have no definite proof that I will die. In fact, I could go through many events in life when the universe bifurcates; I die in one of them but my consciousness travels along the path of a living me. This would explain why I perceive other people die. As I get older, these events may be happening more and more frequently (which is why I don’t really see people who are 200 years old). In fact, I may have just died to one version of you all and I don’t even know it.

I haven’t given this much thought so I’m sure this theory has some fatal flaw. I like it though — it’s my first theory of an afterlife and indirectly it influenced my current belief–more about that later.

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