RE: Living in a sim...
May 19, 2021 at 7:49 am
(This post was last modified: May 19, 2021 at 8:10 am by The Grand Nudger.)
Our memories, in practice, are illusory on top of all of that. Yes, all of that is true, and we also construct memory on the fly to be useful to us in the present.
I don't think it's pure speculation or fantasy, personally, to my mind our being simulators and/or our doing memory that way is a good indication that our universe is as real as we are. We're simulating for effect. It;s also, as the sim theorists will tell us - a good reason, grounded in our reality, to consider simulated worlds. We have enough processing power just on this rock to simulate all human beings. It would be amusing to find that the mechanism we imagine would have to be immensely complex to have the resources to present a universe as we see it was actually relatively simple. Not just in some universe over and above ours, but for someone in ours, for someplace, even, in ours. Time dilation could balloon our ballpark figures of our potential output by orders of magnitude, and it wouldn't be an issue of making a better computer so much as getting that standard computer into a more desirable piece of real estate.
Would it be possible to simulate something that presents as the universe to it's contents? Probably, and we probably don't need any other universe to do it in. Might we all be living in a sim? Certainly are... though we can't say it had to or has to be that way. Is the universe a sim...can't be, by definition.
(to clarify an earlier comment - we all know what it feels like -to be the original - we all feel that way. I'm me, the real me. It wasn't a comment on the specifics of what that means - to me, only the suspicion that any accurate copy of me would feel like me, in that I feel like myself, the real deal. Thinking of kevin - maybe he got just a few of the details of that other thing, the contents of me, wrong. The new me isn't an accurate replica in that sense - and we'd have a dispute between two distinct individuals each equally certain in their originality, each convinced that no matter what else is true, they're still true. I'm not the clone, you're the clone. My contents aren't wrong, yours are. - that kind of thing. Imagine that argument if kevin, stoned fuckup that he is, hit my clones language slider to max. He remembered learning and spoke every language. Fucker might even think he's better than me - and I don't think I'd argue with him so much as hit him on the head with a brick and pretend it never happened.)
I don't think it's pure speculation or fantasy, personally, to my mind our being simulators and/or our doing memory that way is a good indication that our universe is as real as we are. We're simulating for effect. It;s also, as the sim theorists will tell us - a good reason, grounded in our reality, to consider simulated worlds. We have enough processing power just on this rock to simulate all human beings. It would be amusing to find that the mechanism we imagine would have to be immensely complex to have the resources to present a universe as we see it was actually relatively simple. Not just in some universe over and above ours, but for someone in ours, for someplace, even, in ours. Time dilation could balloon our ballpark figures of our potential output by orders of magnitude, and it wouldn't be an issue of making a better computer so much as getting that standard computer into a more desirable piece of real estate.
Would it be possible to simulate something that presents as the universe to it's contents? Probably, and we probably don't need any other universe to do it in. Might we all be living in a sim? Certainly are... though we can't say it had to or has to be that way. Is the universe a sim...can't be, by definition.
(to clarify an earlier comment - we all know what it feels like -to be the original - we all feel that way. I'm me, the real me. It wasn't a comment on the specifics of what that means - to me, only the suspicion that any accurate copy of me would feel like me, in that I feel like myself, the real deal. Thinking of kevin - maybe he got just a few of the details of that other thing, the contents of me, wrong. The new me isn't an accurate replica in that sense - and we'd have a dispute between two distinct individuals each equally certain in their originality, each convinced that no matter what else is true, they're still true. I'm not the clone, you're the clone. My contents aren't wrong, yours are. - that kind of thing. Imagine that argument if kevin, stoned fuckup that he is, hit my clones language slider to max. He remembered learning and spoke every language. Fucker might even think he's better than me - and I don't think I'd argue with him so much as hit him on the head with a brick and pretend it never happened.)
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