It’s All Nonsense…

What if…
All this theoretical physics is just a load of nonsense? An elegant set of puzzles to fill in equations that don’t work otherwise. What if Schrodinger’s pussy is just what was intended: an amusing mind game? It’s either dead. Or it’s alive. No dual state nonsense. What if alternative universes are a massive farty cloud of speculation and miscalculation based on a more rabid speculation.
Religion? Pfft. There’s a strong common source for many of the main flavours, but let’s face it, most of it has come from a time when people were shaking their fists at the sky about pretty much anything. Let’s discount a bearded deity sat upon high or any such.
Which brings me on to aliens. Lots of lovely speculation. Loved the X files. Like Mr Icke’s speculation too. But these super advanced societies capable of trans-dimensional shifting apparently, rather than faster than light travel (not if there’s no other dimensions – see point 1) are sure taking their time putting this one to rest. What is this? Inter dimensional / planetary hide and seek FFS?
Ghosts? As evidence of an afterlife? I’m leaving that to Scooby Doo. If being a ghost was a regular pathway for people, then they’re pretty good at remaining hidden too. And what about animals? Where are all the ghost pets? And let’s not even consider ghost livestock. Stuff any notion of rules that you have to have a soul (see point on religion). If ghosts exist, we should be overrun with the bastards.
Which this morning leads me to a cul-de-sac in my thinking. See – using the basic tenet that the most obvious answer with the least assumptions is usually the correct one (not quite Occam’s but you see what I’m getting at): that we could be all alone in the uncaring universe on a rock.
The unlikely result of some chemical reactions, slime, lightning, luck, and evolution.
That there’s nothing out there more remarkable than that.
That consequently, there’s probably not much going to be happening once it’s lights out, other than a tick in the box if you managed to pass your genes on so that someone could repeat it all again. Maybe a chance to re-iterate again through the reuse of your component atoms. Not that you’d know much about that.
But with better tech and toys available to them.
Back to your day citizens. Nothing to see here.

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