For me, it’s disappearing. That someday something will happen to me and no one will ever know what it was and where I am. That I will become one of those mysteries you see online and on TV shows. Whenever I think about it I feel nothing but dread.
For me, it’s disappearing. That someday something will happen to me and no one will ever know what it was and where I am. That I will become one of those mysteries you see online and on TV shows. Whenever I think about it I feel nothing but dread.
That I don’t know that my memories are true, or that I might just suddenly experience eternal suffering.
Yes, this! Also, I have a fear of that I could have just appeared in a simulation, with all of my memories preloaded. It feels so eerie not being able to know if I appeared right this second, or if we’re in a simulation or not.
Actually, the probabilities that we’re in a simulation seem quite high. Imagine a universe, where there are 10 technologically advanced enough civilizations that start simulations. But why would the start just one simulation? Why not millions of them? And then the people inside said simulations also start them. So all-in-all, there are billions of simulations. It would be more probable that we’re in one of them, rather than that we’re in a real universe.