This could probably be a tweet, but anyways.
It has occurred to me while thinking about my own mortality that we are probably the first species to have unachievable goals: goals that lay beyond our lifespan, with the biggest one probably being the survival of life at the end of Universe.
This obviously creates inner tension - what to do, how to behave, how to find hope?
Is there some good method to approach this problem, is some sort of collective psychotherapy needed? đź‘€
The only reasonable solution I see is to just act, do best you can every day, while passing on good memes to the next generation, making sure to minimize the problem of "deaf telephone" by continued reality is the best simulation approach to life.
In theory, this should naturally lead to a perpetual emergent altruism machine.
I will leave the reader with a quote by Ray Kurzweil from The Age of Spiritual Machines:
So will the universe end in a big crunch, or in an infinite expansion of dead stars, or in some other manner? In my view, the primary issue is not the mass of the universe, or the possible existence of antigravity, or of Einstein’s so-called cosmological constant. Rather, the fate of the universe is a decision yet to be made, one which we will intelligently consider when the time is right.
