Beatrice once sent me a paper reporting that computer scientists had succeed, for a time period measured in a fraction of a second, in creating artificial space-time. This innovation indicates that, once sufficient memory and computational power is achieved, we will be able to recreate the universe inside a computer.
It also introduces the possibility that we might already be living inside a computer-generated universe which is fooling us all in believing that it is only 2014. The structure of that tiny bit of artificial space time has given computer scientists a clue about what to look for in our universe to determine if what we take to be reality is really real or not.
I sometimes think that I exist in a metaphorical artificial space-time that does not include the all aspects of reality. In my last post, I mentioned how I have no way of knowing what its like to be a man because I have only ever been one and can't describe what it is like. So much of existence is fundamentally unknowable like that. Not only can I not know what it is like to be a woman, I can't know what it's like to be a particular woman.
"It must feel normal," I once said aloud, in response to nothing. I had been thinking about this point in the presence of a beautiful woman and just spoke out loud.
"What does?" she asked.
"I was wondering what it must feel like to be as beautiful as you and reckoned that it must feel normal to you. It must feel pretty much the same as what being me feels like to me. It's just... normal."
"You're crazy, man," she said.
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