I've been thinking about parallel universes for awhile, and today I heard someone discussing the idea on NPR, and did a little more digging around, mostly on the fringes of quantum physics.
I had an idea for a book about a guy who wants to visit parallel universes, and plans to do it by "going back" to the place at which the universes divide, which is I guess a portal of sorts, and he wants to experience his different lives.
Here's the philosophical issue that raises for me: how can "I" have a life that I am not living? If I were to enter a parallel universe from here, would I run into myself there, or would I be absorbed into that "other me?" More fundamentally, if I am not now experiencing those lives, then how could they possibly be me? Aren't they other entities duplicate me in every way except my own inner awareness? But even so, if I am living here, and not experiencing the experiences occurring in the parallel universe, doesn't that prove that I am me, separate from those?
The thing that makes me me, and not you, is my individual self-awareness and my awareness of being separate from you. One could say (back to the original) that on a deeper level I could already be living more lives, but have not gone deep enough to find that point (which was my character's quest). Sort of like my present is a dream world, and I'm walking in my sleep, but maybe at some point -- death? -- I would wake to comprehend being everywhere at once. But again, would I be me, if I were everywhere? To be everywhere would be the same as being nowhere.
Maybe that's why some folks call our individual self-awareness an illusion, an artificial separation of ourselves from the universe. It's a construct, not reality. And perhaps that's why we fear death, because we don't want to let go of the illusion that the world we've built from our thoughts and feelings. We fear the unknown.
So my character's quest would transform from a scientific seeking to a spiritual one, and by finding the portal or way to all parallel universes, he would lose himself. And maybe all the others "hims" would lose themselves, too -- unless each has to find his own awareness (or maybe her awareness, I don't know if gender would stay the same in all universes)
Bottom line, for me, is I'm not ready to give up the illusion I have so carefully constructed. It mostly works for me. But that choice ultimately will not be mine to make -- unless I successfully seek to do it while alive, and I don't seem to really want to do that. Which means, I guess and despite all my words to the contrary, I don't really trust much in the workings of the universe; I can talk Taoism, and intellectually form an idea of it, but I'm not yet ready to really accept what at a deeper level I know to "the truth with a little t."
So I know even less about "I" and am realizing I know almost nothing about "you" beyond the image I build.
Maybe, to quote John Lennon, "I am he as you are he as you are me as we are all together."
Goo-goo-ga-joob.
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