I was looking at a picture of a Bedouin nomad from 1898 and he suddenly turned into a very bright Adidas shoe advertisement
Imagine what will become of our memories?
Maybe future us can simulate the past so well that we can recreate it. Maybe we're just echoes of the past in this very moment, playing out for dwellers of an advanced future.
Maybe they're omnipotent. They can capture all the radiation that gets emitted and reverse calculate everything. Our brain states. No simulation at all, but a recreation.
We could be in a mundane No Mouth Cannot Scream or Roko's Basilisk scenario this very moment. Implausible, but just maybe...
Maybe we're ads for a fancier metaverse platform.