Consider time itself: one beginning, and many endings. Why many endings? And who even asks the question in the first place? Many intelligent observers, with many endings, but the same beginnings. Perhaps the black holes are a hint to our own ending?
We're born and blink into existence. And then we die and fade into the void, carrying our varied stories with us.
Logically, it doesn't make sense, and we can't possibly know the answer. But what if all those ends wrapped around to the same beginning?
Would you look at the world differently?