It would seem that nothing is lost in the universe: stuff transforms from one state to another, matter can annihilate and become energy, and energy can transform back into particles of matter. Lifeforms die becoming building blocks for other lifeforms, and every single cell is the direct descendent of that first molecule that found the best way to replicate itself billions of years ago. Yet that doesn’t seem to apply to the best and the most precious creations of the universe: the human minds, which are largely wasted, leaving behind scrapples of work and questionably affected minds of some unconcerned and forgetful children. What becomes of all the collected memories and wisdom, unique set of skills, unspoken or ununderstood thoughts and ideas, unwritten poems, untold stories or the music that has been conceived but never recorded? But then again, what does universe care? There are no laws requiring conservation of everything… or are there?

Maybe it is preserved in some mysterious ways we don’t fully understand. Or maybe it is too new an invention and the universe hasn’t found the way to preserve it yet, or maybe we are the ones who are destined to do it.