Sometimes, it feels like some memories, habits, or even fears don’t quite belong to this life, as if we’re living a draft rewritten by something bigger. Is it just déjà vu, or could there be “edits” from other versions of ourselves? The idea of reincarnation usually sounds mystical, but what if it’s more like being re-drafted, not starting over, just arriving again with more (or less) memory? Curious to hear your thoughts:
Can identity survive “edits”?
Have you ever felt you were carrying memories that don’t feel fully your own?
Is self just a story that keeps getting revised?
There isnt really any evidence for reincarnation unfortunately. Not that it isn’t an interesting idea. But, without evidence its metaphysical discussion at best, and just flat put wrong at worst.
Well this is c/philosophy. I’m no philosophy guy but discussing interesting ideas is kinda the point right?.
No, you’re conflating creative writing with philosophy.