Have you ever ask yourself if there truly life after death?

Will we truly continue to exist on some level of reality or some obscure plane of consciousness, or will we simply cease to be, our entire existence wiped from the world when the last person holding our memory fades into blackness?

Is it possible for existence itself to cease? What is the purpose of humanity?
 
Is there truly a god?

Are we really the only living things in the universe?

When did existence begin? Has it always just been? Will it end? Is existence real, or is all this some sort of dream?

Perhaps none of us are real, perhaps our world isn't real. Maybe we're all just dreams interacting with each other on some linked plane of consciousness and we die when the person dreaming us wakes up.

Perhaps that's also why stars die, the complexity of intellect of the one dreaming it decides whether it's human, animal, planet, star, etc.