I like to imagine the world as being like a distributed game engine running on a computer outside of time. That would mean that life could have existed before p

I like to imagine the world as being like a distributed game engine running on a computer outside of time. That would mean that life could have existed before physical space or the earth did. History being built piecemeal and in reverse order, a past being created by collective effort and attention. And somewhere along the way Santa planted dinosaur bones. Maybe when you close your eyes you fade to black, and existing is a constant choice. Maybe situation and circumstance are handshake deals made in the collective unconscious, an onion growing layer by layer from the kernel. Just something to think about :)