Simulation Poems - Poems about Simulation

I live in a simulation. Not them, but me. When they call me on the phone. I know it’s not fake voices. I feel like I’m the fake voice around here. I live in a simulation. Is the simulation made up? Or am I just crazy? I don’t know what to ask anymore. I live in a simulation, I live it, I...

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Webs spun in lies Tangle trails, twisted trials Human pain in gain...

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Have been fearful to invite fears Bening careless to forget tears Sometimes I wonder what if We would have fulfilled all the Promises we made with will Something like a sharp knife My subconscious stabs me Just to know how to feel Setting all the barriers free Also knows how to heal Tried to make up with bribe Without any certainty As if been plugged in Without a...

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The perfect Simulation Might be one In which The denial that This is a Simulation is Perfectly Simulated.. Which seems Perfect To the one Searching for Perfect Explanations.....

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Signs and symbols as idols for truth’s god as meant Introspection of man’s society by society Mirror of conceit and the non-existent Universal veiling of this reality Long gone days are dreamed of, symbolised, and spurred A painting of a world that no longer exists Creation of Man and of Saklas are blurred Reigning supreme...

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If information is the fifth dimension, and computer code is written into the fabric of the universe, then physicists postulate the reality we see is only a simulation. If so I must ask who wrote the code, and why not delete the equations that give us greed, hatred, fear and war? "James Gates Finds Computer Code In String Theory Equation," June...

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ocean waves relax soothe the soul computer magic...

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Is all this Allusion Simply an Illusion Confusion becomes Arcane Machination simulation Overplayed Arcade Compiled of piles Underlayed charades All awhile a smile From delayed Cliches Versatile Beguile Endures soft Laughter Ensured another Chapter The Lure is Pure Unsure Of what comes After Life of Demure Better than Life of Immure Intertwining for the Finding Of the Ultimate Cure...

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Today I'm mistaken Living a life of lies That tomorrow will be certain A step down my Fine line into dreadful Unknown Unknown Painfully so Wandering through a path Previously prescribed to me A privilege To make my own choices I fear I fear Left to me to Decide what is better Blunder is inevitable And so parents And theirs before...

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I got rid of the toxins empathically a path in computer science unique file for friendships obsolete a techs understanding depends how you read Attentions a beast Lack of communication Dates are outdated we network for a couple of weeks The way I look at things went from pager To engineer of a tablet Sumerian...

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The universe has no purpose. It's a part of the spiral multiverse. Reality is but a multi-party agreement. And simulation? Lay back and enjoy the ride. We are in it....

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Global outreach and broken barriers Carriers of diseases and hydroponics Hypnotic supersonic satellite memories Simmering beneath a veil of gray Stay and memorize a million lies Ties to be cut while the government denies Demise is written in the stars Scars molded into the very bone Lone gunmen create chaos Pay us in prayers and solitude Gratitude in fictional farewells Bells ring over a black...

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Him: There's this moment. Just a flash in a pan shaped Sun- eternally blazing. Refusing to explode. His subconscious: You have experienced this before. It will happen again. But, it doesn't matter. Nothing does. You're just a cycling force of energy, vain enough to think you have any sort of impact; or control of anything. The...

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Speculation and Simulation Sometimes we may make mere speculation; What we really should do is use simulation, And then realize, We did improvise, And will then be secure and have protection. Jim Horn...

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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...

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