(proof read before bed? not a chance. later.)
My education began the day I quit school at or near the age of seventeen.
I recall going through the motions of aptitude testing for the consideration of the Cdn Armed Forces at the age eighteen, mainly to humor my parents, but also, the per diem was actually worthy pocket change, the Lord Nelson Hotel in Hfx was as top drawer as it was historical and the nearby pub was an easy place to bank the per diem.
The testing was intense enough that I began to sense that the only way to effectively be passed over for consideration, would involve randomizing the answers.
While I'm not sure, I think there's a chance that my test scores place me somewhere on the lower slide of the Bell curve, somewhere near 'functionally retarded'.
I have a great sense of humor, I'm a hell of a team player when a team is needed, I can can also lead it, or. I can be found eating locusts in the desert.
My purpose?
It unfolds.
I am the child I remember.
I was different then.
I am different now.
I have seen shot that no one has.
I know for a fact that we are in a simulation.
May 10, 2020
It's not really important to me that anyone understands the specific scope an experience that day in living room, except to say what best describes my philosophical position that is the result of it, namely its foundational premise that I have pondered nearing two years and cannot escape or in any way or manner, marginalize.
Even if Descartes only said, "I think I am" ? It still works out the same in the end.
So we are in a Simulation?
Yup.
It's authored.
We, the free agents within it ?
Newton's apple and the laws of that would seem to bind us?
Sure.
Things prior, things yet ahead; I am available.
I may fade into some meaningless obscurity. I'm quite cool with that, but don't know if I can say that it is likely, there is simply too ground that I've flown over, walked upon and have been dragged through. My shadow work is tuned and intact. I have a working knowledge of a deeply spiritual reality that is far beyond any doctrine or any dogma.
In fact, my free will is mine to employ until the moment of my death. I would love to see this world for all it could be, all of us, together, but also?
There are moments I would gladly summon fire from the heavens and singe the eyebrows of every virtue signaling shit sac that serve as the irritating façade to those whom, as Sam Kinison once intoned from the stage, 'if you know you're not going to Heaven, why miss it by two inches?"
Behind the irritants, & the Karen's, and the inconsequential twits whose world views pose no real offense to any respectable dinner party, are in fact, those who know full well the question, the challenge, and in so knowing, plan to miss it, by miles,
The curtain; the argument, the final edit, the heart attack..
Hey Warner Bros,..
Ready when you are.
In the interim, the biggest questions that remain?
The first one needs all of our available attentions, for if overlooked, I fear we may someday have the answers to the other questions, but without the benefit of context, or perhaps only a context of absence.
Ours.
We are in a simulation.
Can we test this hypothesis ?
I think so.
The universe and all its cosmology, it might as well fit in a pill box and be placed someone's shirt pocket.
I've yet to knock it off the rails. and I've tried.
So, who's game?
Alright cool.
Let's look at modeling,
Input data, desired outcomes and solvents. (c'mon Neil.. a million cows cry out for you)