Oh, God and/or alien race and/or future humans [all interchangable] will take my bit of DNA and rebuild me perhaps. Or my consciousness will move to another complex space in the Universe, like the center of a star, or a molecular gas cloud and carry on over there. I’m good wit that.
heck yeah. I mean, I’ve been human – well, I’m *BEING human* … human-ish… and yeah, I wanna carry on my consciousness from there, then blow up when I get bored, which will create all the matter/energy/stars/planets necessary for ANOTHER life form to emerge and I’ll be a part of their life and enjoy that.
Yup. Little 20 billion-years-from-now non-human Billy will have an idea about becoming a chain reaction of life and it’ll have gotten it from here and now maybe. smile emoticon