My friend Emily wrote about a dream she had:
Today I had a dream everyone I ever knew was trapped in the discovery center wooden playground because the world was ending. We all went in the weird slanted box at the end and sat down when it happened.
I think the end of the world is no different than the end of a dream, in the way that waking up is always a whole universe of possibility melting into another. And when we say the end of the world what we mean is the end of humanity, or of all terrestrial life. I don’t think we mean the absolute negation of all existence. I don’t think any of us really understands how this relates to consciousness.
There is a theory of consciousness call orchestrated objection reduction, in which the rate, or significance, of an instance of consciousness corresponds to the mass of particles within the cognate form, and the rate at which they achieve quantum coherence. I am not a scientist. I can only explain this theory roughly, but what I think I understand about it is that all matter is capable of consciousness. Without getting into a long bout of exposition here, this would mean the world only ends when everything, yes, everything, ceases to exist. I don’t think we’re capable of understanding what this means.