alternate universes, or the "maybe" game

For some reason I started thinking about alternate universes today.  Forgive my lack of scientific words, but there is a theory (not science fiction or fantasy, but a real actual scientific idea) called a Multiverse, that posits that everything that ever could have happened, did happen, just in some other world that lies parallel to ours.  That makes me wonder if that place (those places) are the afterlife we dream of and hope for.  In some of those worlds: My dad is still alive and clear-minded and we visit Aunt Bert every Friday because she is also alive and clear-minded at 94 years old.   My grandpa didn't die of cancer 25 years ago. My grandma didn't have a stroke a year ago.   I am thin.   I am a paleontologist with a dinosaur named after me and I have held the claw of a raptor and the tooth of a t-rex. I have run my fingers through a tiger's fur.   I have written best-selling novels and I hobnob with famous writers.   I am working with elephants so I can clone a mammoth.   That is something that can sustain me.  Every once in a while, I get a hint of cross-over, I feel like just there, so close I can touch her, Another Bert has done something amazing, and I get an echo.   Maybe on days that I feel sad for no reason, something bad has happened to one of my Others.  My pet lived, but hers died.  She has lost something that I got to keep.  And I have lost so much, and per...
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