What If Time Doesn’t Exist? The Movie We Call Life

Hello, reader! I recently had an interesting thought that I’d like to share with you and hear your thoughts. So, if you’ve read this post to the end, I look forward to your comments. I’d like to point out that everything below is purely my subjective opinion and speculation. I’m not making any claims or claiming absolute truth. These are just thoughts out loud, so to speak.

What If Time Is an Illusion?

So, one evening, sitting on the balcony, I began to reflect on time, or rather, on how time is an illusion. In this dimension, we experience our lives as if watching a movie from a first-person perspective. Only we don’t have a remote to pause or rewind. We can watch the entire story from beginning to end, in chronological order. Perhaps this is why we’re convinced of the existence of time and that it moves inexorably forward.

Now imagine that after watching the chosen movie, or, in other words, after the death of the first-person perspective, a shift in dimension occurs. The soul or consciousness returns to the source, and after carefully analyzing the experience, the opportunity arises to choose a different film or rewatch the previous one.

Life as an Exam

Another analogy can be drawn here. Life is like an exam. If you get the required score, you pass. If not, you retake. A promotion can be like moving up a grade or into higher spheres. Retaking is essentially a rebirth into the same world. Only this time, you might face a different exam, easier or harder. Or you might face the same exam again, with the same protagonist and the same tasks. However, this time, you can try a different path to “pass the exam.” I hope you get the idea.

And here’s something else interesting: if we assume that time is an illusion, and after death, we could hypothetically be reborn as another character from the past or future, or even relive our previous life. And that’s exactly what I was thinking. What if those close to us, those we knew personally in life but are no longer with us, have perhaps already been reborn and are now experiencing their lives in the past or future? Or perhaps, in some parallel universe or timeline, not only other characters, familiar and unfamiliar, exist, but you and I too. Perhaps, in some multiverse, I haven’t written this text, and you haven’t read it. What do you think?