The dread of oblivion runs deep in H.sapiens. We will go to great lengths to construct hypothetical escapes we can believe in, until they are disproven and we are forced to step again outside the limits of our knowledge where no one can declare us wrong... for a little while longer. The temptation is too delicious to resist, but the verification never comes. We flatter ourselves; H.insapiens might have been more accurate.

To be honest, l did not feel a need to watch the whole thing. After about five minutes l kinda got the drift. lt has as much conscious as the burning lump of wood in my fireplace. The end. ?