I came across a sentence tonight from the Douglas Adams series, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," that caused me to feel more uncomfortable than usual.
"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it."
Perhaps I've eagerly watched one too many Science Channel shows about the end of the world, aliens and space the final frontier, but what do we know? Our lives could be illusions.
What if ... your life is a dream and when your day comes to meet your Maker and you close your eyes a final time to "die," you wake up in a different life -- as the other sex or a different animal in the same year as your death and on the same planet, etc. ... or in the future or past ... or on a different planet ... or in an alternate dimension ... Your mind will be erased and you can try again, possibly getting it right this time. Your memories will cause deja vu occasionally but you won't know the secret behind the foggy confusion.
The universe is too big and complex for this to be so simple.
Go outside on a clear night and look at the stars -- that does the trick to knock me down a couple pegs and remind me I am an insignificant life form, living like a rat in a cage -- and so are you.
What if we are characters in a computer game with some one or some thing at the keyboard, pressing keys like pulling strings on a marionette. My life is boring when compared with the plot to most computer games, but, plot aside, the game would sell if people (or whatever is playing) know they are controlling a breathing, living human life.
The game is virtual reality but if humans knew this, they would take advantage, so we are left out of the loop and instead someone is at the helm ...
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