I’m half joking as I write this post. Only half.
I had a dream last night where I was attending a black tie affair. I was drinking some champagne and a random guest bumped into me spilling the champagne on my shirt. I let it slide, but I wasn’t pleased. Some time passes and I was talking to a female stranger and sitting on a bench eating dinner ala Frankfurt Hall. Conversation was going great and I got her name as Diana. Then more time passed and and she was like “have you met Diana? I’m Christina.” I was shaking my head like what the fuck is going on when we went to get some dessert. I got this chocolate topped sno-cone like pastry and the same dude who knocked my champagne into me knocked this chocolate all over my tux. I was pissed and pushed the guy and said something to the effect, “now it’s fucking on.” He started running off in the distance and my brain started telling me he was going to get his gun. He ducks off into the proverbial distance, grabs a weapon with the intent to shoot up the party, and I woke up fearing for my life.
When I woke up in real life, I was convinced this guy was going to be in my room ready to finish the deal. I had the feeling that he was matrixing between my life and my dreams. Then I started to think that it wouldn’t surprise me if people controlled our dreams. How do I make up that story in my brain? How does a pastry mishap end in a gun fight? It’s possible that it was entered into me. That is where the simulation comes into play.
You’d like to think you’re a human with free will. Maybe you are. BUT MAYBE you are part of this petri dish world that is being experimented on by people who created you. I’m going out on a limb here, but maybe these famous people committing suicides that we all say “they have problems” are the over-lookers taking care of business for some reason or another. For instance, if that mad man in my dreams showed up in real life and disposed of me and it looked like a “suicide”, who the hell would know the difference?
This isn’t to say that I’m turning into some conspiracy ridden nutcase. I’m only aware that there’s too much unknown to not think about these things. Most people in life won’t. They’ll do their day to day, get married, have some children, and die. They’re happy. Others will continuously question reality.
Let’s take Elon Musk:
“I’ve had so many simulation discussions it’s crazy,” Musk explained. “You’ve thought about this?” Topolsky asked. “A lot,” Musk replied. “It got to the point where every conversation was the AI / simulation conversation, and my brother and I agreed that we would ban such conversations if we were ever in a hot tub.”
I’m going to do more research and part 2 this post.
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