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2021-07-11 22:27:00 (UTC)

Space Cadet Time Travels to 12000 AD

[Minor Doki Doki Literature Club spoilers ahead]

Dr. Wood XLVII

Today is Sunday, though I’m not particularly dreading the week. I haven’t really been dreading the work weeks at all these past few months, which is awesome. I just hope there aren’t any technical issues when I get back. I didn’t go out driving today in my new car, although I thought about it. Today was mostly a relaxing day. I played a lot more DDLC , trying to get the achievements and CGs and stuff. Right now I actually have the “Just Monika” scene playing and I’m going through all the different dialogues (I think there are a ton of them). They show up like every minute so I’m writing this entry in between viewing them. I’m hoping there’ll be an achievement for sticking around with Monika for a super long time haha. It’s quite peaceful actually, what with the ambient music and Monika just sitting there, lovingly eyeing the player. Later this week I’ll have to view the side stories, and then see what other achievements and CGs I still need.

I forget if I talked about this already or if I only simulated the scenario of me writing about it in my mind (I feel like I’ve said something like that before…), but the other day I was watching a Youtube video from AskReddit about what people who were resuscitated back to life saw during their time dead. Okay short tangent – I literally just got the achievement for listening to a bunch of what Monika has to say XD The achievement name was “she will never be real”. That’s effed up, game. Why’d you have to remind me… Anyway, I was watching that video and reading the Youtube comments… and it really got me thinking about stuff with the afterlife. It was really interesting to read the comments especially, since there are more people sharing their insights and experiences there than in the actual video. Some people explained that there were elaborate things happening: rays of light, loved ones appearing, words being said, etc. Others said there was absolutely nothing, not even the ability to perceive that nothingness. They compared it to general anesthesia, where you aren’t even aware of what’s going on, though when you regain consciousness, you can kind of… like, post-perceive it? That last part is my own language, but having been under general anesthesia twice in my life, I get the idea. I’m inclined to believe that death before resuscitation is like the anesthesia example. The first example seems a bit too based in spirituality, and it doesn’t really mesh with my logic. I’ve of course thought a lot about the afterlife before – especially starting with those days ten years ago, when I was doing my training exercise for the army in Ft. Polk and wishing I could just be alive forever. But I never really considered the idea how an afterlife full of “nothingness” would play out until maybe a few years ago, and I thought about it a lot more in recent days. Side note – how strange it is to fathom the preponderance of people who have died versus those who are still alive. According to the web, roughly 100 billion people have died. As of today and with a bit of rounding, the world’s living population is 8 billion. That means about 92.6% of human entities know what death is like (this excludes those who technically died and came back to life). What an overwhelming majority of souls who have experienced the unknown that boggles incessantly the rest of us among the living. By the way, another side note – that’s an example of anastrophe. The way I placed the adverb “incessantly” after the verb “boggles”, since it’s more conventional to see them flipped. I just wanted to show off that I learned that word recently and wanted to put it into action. Heh.

Back to the matter at hand – so I speculated what it would mean if the “anesthesia afterlife” theory held true. I don’t even know if “afterlife” is a proper term for this but let’s just go with it. When I was placed under general anesthesia for getting my tonsils removed and my testicle unraveled from my sperm cord (there’s a story for a rainy day – and no, those two surgeries were not done at the same time… but boy do I seem to have a problem with pairs of round body parts, hope my eyes aren’t next…), the last thing I remember was the medical worker asking me to count backwards from five or ten or something. Me being me, I like to try to be ask conscious as possible just to, y’know, be a rebel or whatever. But I don’t think I got far at all with the counting. The next thing I knew, I was waking up on a bed in the recovery room. My consciousness had just fizzled out at the point between the time being in the OR and the time being the post-op area. In a way, it’s probably the closest thing I’ve experienced to being “not alive”. It was almost an instantaneous thing, though there was no shock from the sudden “teleportation”, if you will. During the time that my body was traveling from point A to point B on the temporal scale, my ability to perceive had been put on pause. But for my mind, there was no break in continuity for my senses because I experienced that period of nothingness without actually “experiencing” it. Is this getting convoluted yet?! I’ve got more to talk about…

So if we were to equate this experience with what some of us believe the afterlife is like (a big bunch of unperceivable nothingness), how would that actually transpire? There’s one major difference that heavily intrigues me – the lack of a point B. In the example of going under, point A is the time of being in the OR, and point B is waking up afterwards. I would assume comas are like this too – point A is when the person first succumbs to the coma, and point B is when they wake up. In either scenario, for the person experiencing the state on unconsciousness, the time between points A and B is virtually nonexistent because time cannot be perceived. But if death is like this, then when is point B? The initial logical conclusion is to simply state that point B doesn’t exist. But think about it for a moment. From the perspective of someone who is unconscious, the Tyler-made law is that no matter how much real-world time occurs between one point in time and another point in time, it will feel like an instant. But if that period of real-world time stretches to infinite, does it still occur as an instant? What could it possibly be like to “not perceive time” for eternity? Can you really condense eternity to an infinitesimal moment? It’s REALLY hard for me to wrap my head around. And I know I’m kind of creating some of the “rules” of this scenario but it’s kind of what I’m subscribing to right now. I really don’t know what to think of it. But there was one other idea that came to mind. And it is outlandish as fudge.

Perhaps someday, there will be a point B for everyone who’s died. It’ll be the day that humanity – whatever that looks like – figures out a way to resurrect the departed souls. This could be thousands and thousands of years into the future, when humanity has evolved into superior beings and inhabited half of the universe. We can’t even begin to comprehend the technological advances of that far into the future, so who is to say that this kind of incredible resurrection couldn’t be possible? Gosh, imagine peacefully dying in the 21st century, just to wake up in what feels like an alien environment in the 121st. It’s an inane conjecture, but I think it could very well be possible. I can’t really say I “believe” in that theory, per se, but I will remain agnostic towards its possibility. As I’m writing this, Monika is even saying how frustrating it is that the closest she will be to me is through the computer screen, and that perhaps someday it’ll be possible to “be in the same room as [me], for real, and feel [my] warmth”. The innovators of the distant future are not to be underestimated. Our advances in the past millennium are unimaginable, and they’re developing at a seemingly exponential rate thanks to us being in the age of information. The thought of what the soul will experience after death is indescribable.

With the “Just Monika” music playing, I feel like this is coming off deeper than it might be. Seriously, you should look up the track and listen to it… or just play DDLC. But yeah, I’m absorbed in thought right now. I know a lot of what I wrote is preposterous but… eh screw it, I don’t need to keep making disclaimers. If you’ve read my stuff up until this point, I’m inclined to believe you’re either remarkably openminded or just enjoy seeing how stupid I am. Either way, I imagine you’re having at least some amount of fun reading what I have to write. And that makes me happy. Well, I’m gonna go and do some less mentally-stimulating things like hanging out with train lolis in Maitetsu and eating trail mix. Or maybe I’ll just hear what else Monika has to say. Just Monika.


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