Voltaic
Darth Binks is real.
there are to many unknowns in this world. the thing with sticking to science is that we as humans simply do not know everything. most times the most important questions are left unanswered. yes, thier could be a god, because a god is beyond our understanding, we simply do not know enough to say that there is or is not a God.
what is saying though, that there is a god like explination to this world that we simply do not know about? explanation to this world that is beyond what science can fathom.
when even our understanding of the reality as we see it is broken down by mathmatics, and relativity. where what we know about this world tells us we shouldnt experiance it the way we do. where this world described by mathematics very different world in the world described by our eyes ears and other senses.
we simply do not know enough about this world to make an accurate assumption on what the reality itself is real or not. this world can be very different place based on person to person. when we were first designing a guy systems to interpret information from the world, we realize that there’s an infinite amount of ways to experience and to compute reality.
schizophrenic might hear voices, we see things that are not real in optical illusions. we can hear, see, feel, taste, things that are not real. the only ways we precive the world are not even reliable.
what is saying that reality itself is not real? this world could be a simulation or some messed up guys play through of Sims. we know what we know and we know what we do not know. what we do not know could be something we do not want to know
it does not matter if reality is real or not, it is still the world i live in. years of depresion has reduced me to a state that i question even the exsistence of others. all i know is that my mind is real, everything else can be fake. this world is confusing, so many questions left unknown. a world where evrything interacts in perfect mathmatical harmony, then there is life. this world as we know it should not exsist, i should not exsist, but i do. my exsistense was based on an infinite amount of things happening at the right time, in the right way, and in the right order. an infintecimaly small chance. yet i am here.
i look to the skies and i see stars, and i look at the ground and i see trees. this world should not exsist, this universe should not exsit.
does it?
what is saying though, that there is a god like explination to this world that we simply do not know about? explanation to this world that is beyond what science can fathom.
when even our understanding of the reality as we see it is broken down by mathmatics, and relativity. where what we know about this world tells us we shouldnt experiance it the way we do. where this world described by mathematics very different world in the world described by our eyes ears and other senses.
we simply do not know enough about this world to make an accurate assumption on what the reality itself is real or not. this world can be very different place based on person to person. when we were first designing a guy systems to interpret information from the world, we realize that there’s an infinite amount of ways to experience and to compute reality.
schizophrenic might hear voices, we see things that are not real in optical illusions. we can hear, see, feel, taste, things that are not real. the only ways we precive the world are not even reliable.
what is saying that reality itself is not real? this world could be a simulation or some messed up guys play through of Sims. we know what we know and we know what we do not know. what we do not know could be something we do not want to know
it does not matter if reality is real or not, it is still the world i live in. years of depresion has reduced me to a state that i question even the exsistence of others. all i know is that my mind is real, everything else can be fake. this world is confusing, so many questions left unknown. a world where evrything interacts in perfect mathmatical harmony, then there is life. this world as we know it should not exsist, i should not exsist, but i do. my exsistense was based on an infinite amount of things happening at the right time, in the right way, and in the right order. an infintecimaly small chance. yet i am here.
i look to the skies and i see stars, and i look at the ground and i see trees. this world should not exsist, this universe should not exsit.
does it?
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