If the Earth was an onion, that clear super thin skin between the layers of onion is the relative thickness of our breathable atmosphere.

I think of consciousness that way. Sometimes a probe drifts out but consciousness is a pretty thin skin around our planet that is subject to sunburn and every other threat this universe has to offer.

In this cosmos of many mansions there are near infinite more possibilities of consciousness. Perhaps we are all subject to an inverse square law beyond our imagination.