Now, I have two propositions about the universe which I would like to share. The first is that everything is a repetition. Consider our consciousness, the essence that makes us us. It is not entirely unreasonable to say that it consists of a careful configuration of particulate matter, such that we are given to meet the world as we now do, from this mysterious box inside ourselves. So further considering the infinite length of the universe, that all probabilities will play out over and over again, one can amply suggest that the I will be again, that this world will once more manifest exactly as it is now; and all despite us never having known that we have existed an infinite number of times before.
If that is not true, then we are probably the failed experiment of a genius programmer.