It is fun how this dystopian view of the long haul romanticizes things through the lens of self-importance casting intelligence not only as the exclusive way the universe can be experienced but even as a potential exclusive source of creating daughter universes, somehow conceived of by minds who generally insist ours has no creator.
I am continually struck by how the same "skepticism" that is at our core being is so unable to exist alone that we project ourselves as creator not only in our own lives but now in the origin of universes themselves...we are so driven by faith that we are compelled to believe in speculated futures like the one portrayed here while admitting current belief that "70 percent" of all energy is tied up in the matrix of space itself: the acknowledgement of the "ether" theoretically debunked by relativity itself now nearly a hundred years ago.
All this awe and wonder and such speculation we are driven to believe in based on fundamentally pure assumption with charming rationality piled on top of it, all to avoid simply accepting what IS and admitting that we simply don't know.
The freedom we think we create by such grandiose imaginings are in fact nothing more than a cage to restrict our childlike wonder, and rather than experience that raw childlike wonder in its natural unfettered form we go through all this to feel we know something when we know nothing at all.
Its both sad and lonely how restless we are, grasping for excuses to avoid simply accepting what is, in its own natural gradeur, so driven by the need to paint ourselves as its master.
I don't want to grow up and feel i must own the rainbow and the stars: i want to just behold them as they are and be grateful and take joy in it.
Nonetheless, while entirely fictional in reality and charming in its simplistic demand to grow up to experience what we might have once had as children, this is an amazing and captivating video. Thanks for sharing it, OP.