Lucy's final message, @ the end of the Final Fracas in the film....
I am Everywhere
...struck me then (and still echos, even now) as our Ultimate Fate....perhaps...
Our biological existence ceases....matter returns to the source, the body dissipates back to the earth we were assembled from...
The energy, the 'electron flow' that drives our thoughts, our motions, emotions, the 'waking>sleep' impetus we call 'a life' does as well.....
...surely does too. We actually 'do' be Everywhere...yet again.
And That...seems to be the price of consciousness.
We have no knowledge of existence prior to birth. Some claim to 'prior lives' but even a dolt like yours truly can 'extrapolate' into my dog's paws and POV...and consider life on the floor....
wake/wag/out/piss/poop/eat/petting/wag/lay on bed/sleep/etc.
Simple, sheer existence. *S* We're the one's who make it pleasant or not.
"And, in the end...." *Poof* Gone.
Just because we can consider it.....contemplate it, fear it, accept it (or not)....
It is what it is until it isn't.
Literally, back to the future, the Void.
An insane amount of millennia later, Perhaps....
"YOU"...might be back.
As Van Morrison's "Into The Mystic" ends....
"...in another time....in another place.....in another face...."
One just has to be patient....but, that's kinda inevitable, under the circumstance... *G* ;)
I am Everywhere
...struck me then (and still echos, even now) as our Ultimate Fate....perhaps...
Our biological existence ceases....matter returns to the source, the body dissipates back to the earth we were assembled from...
The energy, the 'electron flow' that drives our thoughts, our motions, emotions, the 'waking>sleep' impetus we call 'a life' does as well.....
...surely does too. We actually 'do' be Everywhere...yet again.
And That...seems to be the price of consciousness.
We have no knowledge of existence prior to birth. Some claim to 'prior lives' but even a dolt like yours truly can 'extrapolate' into my dog's paws and POV...and consider life on the floor....
wake/wag/out/piss/poop/eat/petting/wag/lay on bed/sleep/etc.
Simple, sheer existence. *S* We're the one's who make it pleasant or not.
"And, in the end...." *Poof* Gone.
Just because we can consider it.....contemplate it, fear it, accept it (or not)....
It is what it is until it isn't.
Literally, back to the future, the Void.
An insane amount of millennia later, Perhaps....
"YOU"...might be back.
As Van Morrison's "Into The Mystic" ends....
"...in another time....in another place.....in another face...."
One just has to be patient....but, that's kinda inevitable, under the circumstance... *G* ;)