In my opinion that was well said......
my impressions is that even our brightest minds are scared of the rather obvious implications of String Theory......
that to me indicates that they do have an idea of what is implied by String Theory.
I believe that the people who consider us humans to be something like a hologram living within a Multiverse.....
are very close to understanding some really huge truths.
If you read the NDE's of Atheists.... you will find that they have made a sincere effort to not
read anything extra into their impressions of what they feel they were shown during their
NDE.
As I go through this list I am pretty sure that I read all of these over this past decade or so....
https://www.near-death.com/philosophy/atheism-and-ndes.html
Laser rays are the only ones to cause holograms, so such idea of we living in a hologram universe has been debunked already.
A year after your injury I had mine. I was doing a task using a ladder, about reaching a third floor high, installing a sign on a wall over the open entrance area for a section of buildings. It wasn't my job but my department was the only one having in stock ladders and cherry pickups for this kind of duty. It was a "special assignment'. The dude who was supposed to hold the ladder forgot about me. He was listening music using his CD player with headphones and started to dance by himself. I hear the voice of guys in the parking lot saying "he is falling".
And I saw myself going down with the ladder taking more speed and going free fall when it reached the main entrance area.
It got me by surprise and I just fell with my legs straight. I didn't bend the knees, so the whole weight of my body leaning on my legs and back. The pressure I felt of my back cause so much pain that made me roll from one side to another on the floor while I was cursing like crazy to the other guy who was working with me. The pain started to make my body to feel like pressed from everywhere, like dormant but a strong sensation of discomfort.
I lost the sensation of pain, it was like as being not capable to listen anyone anymore. I ended with my face looking down the floor and was incapable to move at all. To make things worst, blood was coming from behind my head like crazy. I thought my head was broken and my brains out of place. The blood was flowing and dropping in front of me and I thought that was the end of my life.
I didn't feel anything, perhaps because the pain was so high that acted as anesthesia. Rather than fighting for survival, I remember I just said to myself, "so, this is it..."
And there I was, looking at the floor watching myself how I was dying. I didn't think about my family, about God, about nothing, but weird reaction of mine of not being afraid but curious instead, waiting for loosing consciousnesses and "that was it".
A voice asked my name, and I reacted to it. After I responded, the voice turned very happy and asked me my age and more. I continued responding by inertia of conversation, and I felt pressure on my head and voices telling me they will take me to a hospital.
I was put in an ambulance. After X-rays and stitches on my head. I passed the night over there because I lost consciousnesses.
The final diagnosis was a collapsed disc and I lost about 1" of my height. From a marshmallow form, my disc was flat as a coin. Such was the cause of my pain, the collapsed disc pressing the nerves. I was in disability for months, never accepted surgery. My head with lots of stitches healed sooner than I was expecting.
In reality I was not close to die that day, but I felt I was, specially after loosing my hearing, incapable to move and watching my blood staining all the floor in front of me. Those moments of silence feeling alone, with pain controlling my thoughts and feelings, I understand now how people dying after being hit look so "calm" and with their sight lost looking to nowhere...
At that moment I didn't see it "ugly", and since then I have not lost respect to life but I am not afraid of death either.
Before I used to jump back when a dog from inside the fence of a house barked at me by surprise, today when that happens I do not go back but my hand rolls in a wrist and becomes ready to hit back. Last time that kind of scenario happened to me, I even cursed the dog and I don't know why and how, even when fear was felt strong inside me, my physical reaction was to fight.
That accident changed me, not sure if for better or for worst.