Monday, February 9, 2009

Some reasons why we don't actually exist

I know that the title may sound like I am about to go off into an emo style hissy fit about how no one pays attention to me, but hear me out!

Actually this is more just a collection of some articles that I have been reading around a general theme... is this real? I was investigating the premise that everything that we experience as reality is false or as you might better know it the Matrix theorem.

Well the probability that we are not living in a computer simulation is tiny, once you get past the stage where you can either plug yourself into a machine  or the computers themselves are able to create consciousness out of thin air a simulated existence of reality will carry on until the end of the universe.

Therefore the statistical likelihood that you are living in the time before the artificial reality around us was created is tiny. Even if we are living in reality as we know it there is some rather surprising evidence coming out to suggest otherwise.

So it is likely that you are inside a computer, and it is also looking more likely that the computer you are existing inside does not actually exist itself and is rather a hologram of something else. I therefore feel like I know that we are living in a false reality. Other people may argue that they can just know that they are living in the real world but we might both be wrong for how do we actually know what we know?

Music:

Today, considering the rather out there nature of the post, I am going to leave you with a true classic song from one of the all time greats of rock/progressive music. This is one of my favorite songs to listen to when I am really tired or really drunk and I am by myself. Turn it up really loud on some decent speakers and it just envelopes you.


1 comment:

  1. That is trippy (both the concept and the music). I wouldn't mind knowing this was a fake world...it sort of makes me feel better about the fact that everything's going to shit. At least it's not real!

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