A metaphysical examination in quantum physics

It is known that over the course of a lifetime, all the atoms, of all the molecules, of all the cells that make up our bodies are entirely replaced, several times. What this means is that your consciousness is clearly not tied to a defined set of cells/molecules/atoms/etc. Furthermore we may deduce that this awareness is not founded - or at least centered - in the corporeal, and that some form of metaphysical existence is both probable and likely. Since general awareness is ubiquitous throughout the body - you don't only cognate with awareness obviously, so consciousness can therefore be called present in all forms of experience(i.e. all cognition and sensory input) - this would point to some metaphysical structure or set of structures, likely in the form of energy. Quantum physics tells us that two or more non-local subjects may become entangled, allowing the entangled to instantaneously exchange information. In fact among the benefits of quantum computing, researchers tell us, is that prospectively anything might be capable of storing quantum information. If correct, this means that the entire universe is a massive data record, and quantum computing may unlock long-hidden secrets of existence. I digress. ----

Bearing in mind quantum entanglement, and the idea that a metaphysical form does indeed exist, isn't it also possible that our consciousness is somehow tied to our metaphysical form through entanglement? If so, it would mean that there is, somewhere among all of existence, duplicates(at least) of all the bits of information that make up your "soul". Maybe these are just fanciful rantings at this point, but there is a certain sense of reassurance to the idea. It presents cause for a stronger sense of confidence in the longevity of our metaphysical essence(call it a soul if you like).

It's late, this probably needs revision, and I have lost my train of thought. #mental note

Heroes

Comics, movies, and cartoons are fine, but where are the heroes in *this* world? Where are the mysterious strangers, and gentle wanderers that adhere to their extensively refined codes of ethics? Occasionally we might chance upon the sight of an everyday hero who acts with compassion, and offers a helping hand. But where are the ones who consistently risk life and limb, forsaking all dangers and fear of death to live (or die) altruistically, and lead by example - only because they know it is right? Where are they who do not discriminate, or kill, or harbor ill will toward others? The hero archetype is born out of our hearts, and therefore lives within us all. So why do we keep them locked inside of our fantasies and legends?