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Aren't most of those quintillions spent during the heat death when there no real available energy and everything is nothing more than a barely held together sou

Aren't most of those quintillions spent during the heat death when there no real available energy and everything is nothing more than a barely held together soup of matter?

cletus 6y ago
A lot of thought has gone into this topic [1]. Enjoy! [1]: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLIIOUpOge0LvHsTP5fm8oxB1qPS54sTMk https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLIIOUpOge0LvHsTP5fm8o...
waynesonfire 6y ago
related to this, i love this video: TIMELAPSE OF THE FUTURE: A Journey to the End of Time (4K) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD4izuDMUQA https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD4izuDMUQA
- distribot 6y ago
  It's definitely interesting, but I don't get how this kind of thing doesn't make other people feel a kind of intense sadness. It's like the intersection of the insignifigance and smallness of my own individual existence + the immense scale of time to underscore that fact + the fact that even all the things that are spectacular and powerful also meet the same kinda end as me. Something about the 58 billion trillion trillion trillion trillion years last black hole thing just bums me out.
  - cletus 6y ago
    The visible light era of the Universe is relatively short compared to what comes after. People think of this as a long dark night. To some extent that's true. Another perspective is that this will be the Golden Age of the Universe [1]. [1]: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qam5BkXIEhQ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qam5BkXIEhQ
  - rendall 6y ago
    I do understand what you mean. I have a personal philosophy that deals directly with existential dread. I may not explain it well here, but I'll give it a go: In the face of the yawning void both physical and metaphysical, we humans have the preternatural ability to construct meaning where none exists. We are smaller than mites, floating on dust, vulnerable and doomed; and yet, here we are, defying that nothingness; writing, loving, making things against odds so unlikely we have a difficult time comprehending it. We have the nearly divine ability to pick something arbitrarily and declaring "This matters. This is important, because I say it is." and therefore it really is important and meaningful. Until we decide it's not. This ability to construct meaning is extremely powerful, and will serve us as we march into the trillionth eon at the end of time.

Aren't most of those quintillions spent during the heat death when there no real available energy and everything is nothing more than a barely held together soup of matter?

cletus 6y ago

A lot of thought has gone into this topic [1]. Enjoy! [1]: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLIIOUpOge0LvHsTP5fm8oxB1qPS54sTMk https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLIIOUpOge0LvHsTP5fm8o...

waynesonfire 6y ago

related to this, i love this video: TIMELAPSE OF THE FUTURE: A Journey to the End of Time (4K) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD4izuDMUQA https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD4izuDMUQA

distribot 6y ago
It's definitely interesting, but I don't get how this kind of thing doesn't make other people feel a kind of intense sadness. It's like the intersection of the insignifigance and smallness of my own individual existence + the immense scale of time to underscore that fact + the fact that even all the things that are spectacular and powerful also meet the same kinda end as me. Something about the 58 billion trillion trillion trillion trillion years last black hole thing just bums me out.
- cletus 6y ago
  The visible light era of the Universe is relatively short compared to what comes after. People think of this as a long dark night. To some extent that's true. Another perspective is that this will be the Golden Age of the Universe [1]. [1]: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qam5BkXIEhQ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qam5BkXIEhQ
- rendall 6y ago
  I do understand what you mean. I have a personal philosophy that deals directly with existential dread. I may not explain it well here, but I'll give it a go: In the face of the yawning void both physical and metaphysical, we humans have the preternatural ability to construct meaning where none exists. We are smaller than mites, floating on dust, vulnerable and doomed; and yet, here we are, defying that nothingness; writing, loving, making things against odds so unlikely we have a difficult time comprehending it. We have the nearly divine ability to pick something arbitrarily and declaring "This matters. This is important, because I say it is." and therefore it really is important and meaningful. Until we decide it's not. This ability to construct meaning is extremely powerful, and will serve us as we march into the trillionth eon at the end of time.