The cruelest joke of consciousness is life. If consciousness could extent through eternity without the vicissitudes of having to feed our bodies, worrying about the collapse of the economy and the insaneness of politics (all metaphors for the mundaneness of day-to-day living) would it be enjoyable? Does "enjoyment" have a meaning outside of life? A tenet of many religions is that "consciousness" exists beyond life - label it as "soul" if you wish. But, I submit, that the components of life that we cherish may not be an integral of consciousness. Even if we have a soul, we may lose the essence of life upon death. If something exists - which I doubt - beyond our last breath, it is unfathomable.
The biggest and unanswerable question is "Why is there something rather than nothing?" My answer to that question - without specifying any further details, because of ignorance, (and rejecting all popular characterizations) - is "God."
© 2014 Lester C. Welch
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