Rhyus Connacht

Imagine for just a moment, that you, your consciousness and very being exists infinitely amongst an infinite number of universes expanding with every binary decision ever witnessed. That which can happen, does happen; and what we percieve, we make real. We percieve the death of others and it becomes real enough in this universe, yet we cannot percieve our very own demise. Could it be in fact that we do not die, but our instead part of the quanta that makes up this very universe? A mind forever voyaging amongst the cosmos, unaware of the brillant phenomena that allows it's being; trapped in a prison of perception.

Just like the points of light in a multi-slit interference pattern we exist, but at times our being is amplified, at others nonexsistant.