a reply to: Mura44
May I suggest something, to lessen the weirdness of which you speak, which issues forth from the passing of time?
When the sun has been below the horizon for more than an hour, and the sky is clear, look up into the vault of the heavens, and try to see the
faintest star that you can lay your eyes upon. Chances are, that star will be the furthest from us that you can see from your location.
The light that passes through your eye, which is then decoded by your retina and your mind, that stars light is eons old. The star you see may no
longer exist. It may have died in ages long past, when even our ancestors were but apples in the eye of time. We human beings live such short lives,
that the passage of time seems fleeting, rapid, inexorable, but the stars in the sky bare testament that indeed, even the mightiest structures on the
face of creation, are supplicant to its whims.
Entropy, the unfolding and unraveling of the thread of the universe over time, the return of all complex structures to simpler forms, these are the
underlying mechanisms which claim all things over time, and yet within each of us short lived, mortal beings here on Earth, there survives chemical
components which used to lay at the heart of an ancient star. We are nothing but motes, built up around the dust of long dead stars. No single
element, compound, or structure of which any one of us are comprised, is ever wasted, or destroyed utterly. We are each of us, like stars which emit
light which can be seen long after their collapse, comprised of components which will be re-used, reformatted over eons and eons.
Whether one chooses to believe in eternal life after death from a religious perspective, the fact is that just as we contain material which was
blasted forth from the heart of a dying star, the material of which you are made now will exist in one form or another until the heat death of the
entire universe, each and every molecule, compound, element, and subatomic particle. Doctors will tell you, that a great deal of your body is remade
every ten years or so, by replacement of damaged cells by newly created ones. But the material resources used to create those cells are no different
or any younger than the rest of the universe broadly speaking.
We are all as old as the universe, and yet as newborns beside it, even when we reach our dotage.