Elon Musk says we live in a computer simulation.
So ~ not in God's creation?
Just a game, programmed by a computer nerd?
Is that why all of our prayers are never heard?
And why the rich and the evil don't fear eternal damnation?
Categories:
computer simulation, computer, games, science,
Form: Rhyme
I cannot commune with you
if you don't believe Sasquatch exist
or if you think Nessie is just a myth;
if you do not see
science fiction is prophecy;
if you say the Mandella Effect is simply mass
misremembering things that have passed
and not caused by a glitch in the matrix,
even though researchers say we lay bricks
in a computer simulation
run by nefarious algorithms;
if you believe government does not lie
and Intelligentsia does not spy~
please do not come knocking on my door,
I will not hear you any more,
my tinfoil hat is always ready
to ensure every conspiracy theory
is kept in safety from the mind worms
infecting us at every turn
of the screw,
and from the Globalist shrew!
Categories:
computer simulation, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
If is
a huge band of information
if is
a computer simulation
if is
nations within nations
if is
prayer gratification
if is
parallel worlds in a configuration
if is
across each dimension
what –if-is
a question that seeks attention
a sun’s annihilation
far out into space
if the race is in full swing
if man keeps bickering
if man keeps poisoning
if man keeps burning
if man keeps killing
his world brother
and forget interstellar
the cellar
only lasts so long
Categories:
computer simulation, peace,
Form: Free verse
Rene Descartes said “Cogito ergo sum”
“I think therefor I am”.
Consciousness of being is true regardless our reality, be it
corporeal, digital or mechanical.
We may live in a computer simulation, or made out of steel, but “Cogito ergo sum”
What is real?
Does it even matter?
“I think therefor I am”.
We, therefore, create our own realities, regardless of our state of being!
Intelligence regardless!
Categories:
computer simulation, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
It began as the second decade of the 21 Century entered middle age, an underlying sense of unease, change. New technology increasingly altering perceptions.
Reality not seeming so sure. Our five senses, were they enough? Were they telling us the whole story, or was most of it hidden from our perceptions? Increasingly questions were being asked. Are we alone? Do we live in a computer simulation, a Matrix? Is there a Multiverse? Parallel dimensions? Quantum mechanics suggested the underlying substructure of reality was just probabilities.
What does that even mean? Are we even bright enough to ask the right questions?String theory, M theory, the theory of everything! What! The Singularity is near, post humanism, immortality. Will people learn to live together or tear each other apart? Are we on the cusp of a golden age or a nightmare? Utopia or dystopia?
Will we ever know the truth?
Yet to be determined
Categories:
computer simulation, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
Some say we live in a computer simulation.
A simulation run by others further along.
Our sentients is just as real as theirs.
“I think therefore I am.”
If this is true, what do we do?
Some interesting possibilities could be true.
Could we live simulated lives ad infinitum?
If simulated here could we be simulated anywhere?
Could this be a game and we’re judged by results?
Could there be consequence for how we behave?
Could Heaven and Hell actually be real?
Might want to plan accordingly.
Categories:
computer simulation, art,
Form: Prose Poetry