And in our more scientific age, what is on offer from the white-coated boffins? Not much, I’m afraid. Everything that can be counted part of a human self – soma, immune system, self-awareness, memory- has been shown to be inextricably entwined with the uncorrupted flesh. No hint of a ghost in the machine. Not a whiff of immortal soul. Of course science can’t disprove the self’s immortality, but it offers precious little- zero- affirmative evidence.
So it was with some curiosity that I looked at an essay on the Huffington Post called “What Happens When You Die?,” by Robert Lanza, M.D., scientist, theoretician. His answer: “Experiments suggest the answer is simpler than anyone thought. Without the glue of consciousness, time essentially reboots.” Experiments suggest? What experiments, I wondered. I read further. A nice little essay about Mr. O’Donnell the blacksmith, and a few references to quantum theory. Then in the last paragraph: “Without consciousness, space and time are nothing; in reality you can take any time- whether past or future- as your new frame of reference. Death is a reboot that leads to all potentialities. That’s the reality that the experiments mandate.” Nobody gonna die. Everbody gonna reboot.”