[SIGHTING] Quantum Immortality
Posted: October 18th, 2024, 12:02 am
I think I had a quantum immortality incident happen to me. I'm pretty sure I would have/did die and .. shift? to another reality where I was still alive.
A few years ago, my dad bought some land in north georgia, up in the blue ridge mountains, near one of the man made lakes up there the TVA made back in the Great Depression. He decided to build a cabin, more of a really nice house really, up there. I visited just after the land was cleared and the basement was dug, and rebar was laid. The rebar was in a grid on the floor, and vertical on the sides, where the concrete was going to be poured.
The concrete was going to be poured in a few days, my dad took me up there to show me the site and we'd stay the night in a pop-up camper and head back to Atlanta the next day. Me and my dad both loved camping, and the pop-up trailer was almost glamping compared to what we were used to. No power had been run yet, and even the road up to the site was gravel and dirt. We had a lantern on the table and we were listening to a Atlanta Braves game on the radio.
After a few sodas, I had to take a leek, no bathroom in the pop-up though. No big deal, I walk outside the camper, but let me paint a picture. You think you know darkness in a city. It is NOTHING like the darkness in the forest on a mountain. So dark, you can close your eyes and not notice a difference. I was just about to just go where I was, lightning struck somewhere and lit up everything just a little, and I saw a tree close by.
I make my way towards the tree when things get disorienting. I feel something brush against my back, and by the time I realize I was falling, I had already crashed into the ground. I had the breath knocked out of me, so it took me a minute to recover. Lightning strikes again, lighting up the area again, and I see what should have been my death. I landed next to 3 vertical rebar. One should have gone through each leg, and one through my groin, and instead, I was perfectly unharmed, missing each piece by fractions of an inch, mere millimeters.
I called for help, but my father couldn't hear me (he later said), and I made my way out of the proto-basement, and back into the trailer.
Could I have just had luck, or perhaps just chance that I didn't get hurt? Perhaps. I don't think I made it though. I think I died and my conscious moved or merged with a 'nearby' multiversal reality.
A few years ago, my dad bought some land in north georgia, up in the blue ridge mountains, near one of the man made lakes up there the TVA made back in the Great Depression. He decided to build a cabin, more of a really nice house really, up there. I visited just after the land was cleared and the basement was dug, and rebar was laid. The rebar was in a grid on the floor, and vertical on the sides, where the concrete was going to be poured.
The concrete was going to be poured in a few days, my dad took me up there to show me the site and we'd stay the night in a pop-up camper and head back to Atlanta the next day. Me and my dad both loved camping, and the pop-up trailer was almost glamping compared to what we were used to. No power had been run yet, and even the road up to the site was gravel and dirt. We had a lantern on the table and we were listening to a Atlanta Braves game on the radio.
After a few sodas, I had to take a leek, no bathroom in the pop-up though. No big deal, I walk outside the camper, but let me paint a picture. You think you know darkness in a city. It is NOTHING like the darkness in the forest on a mountain. So dark, you can close your eyes and not notice a difference. I was just about to just go where I was, lightning struck somewhere and lit up everything just a little, and I saw a tree close by.
I make my way towards the tree when things get disorienting. I feel something brush against my back, and by the time I realize I was falling, I had already crashed into the ground. I had the breath knocked out of me, so it took me a minute to recover. Lightning strikes again, lighting up the area again, and I see what should have been my death. I landed next to 3 vertical rebar. One should have gone through each leg, and one through my groin, and instead, I was perfectly unharmed, missing each piece by fractions of an inch, mere millimeters.
I called for help, but my father couldn't hear me (he later said), and I made my way out of the proto-basement, and back into the trailer.
Could I have just had luck, or perhaps just chance that I didn't get hurt? Perhaps. I don't think I made it though. I think I died and my conscious moved or merged with a 'nearby' multiversal reality.