holy shit what if when you die your consciousness still exists but just loses all sensory input and then over the course of tens, hundreds, or thousand or millions of years it becomes just a feral entity with no discernable thoughts but eternally aware of itself, wandering universe that it can’t even perceive, occasionally getting caught, snagged into a newly created life form by the cosmic net of baby’s first DMT trip, where it can briefly, for only a blip of “time”, catch a glimpse of “things” crawling around, experiencing the same eternal thing you are.