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Some say we live in a virtual world. A matrix. Our existence, digital. What does that mean? We’re not real? We’re not alive? I think therefore I’m not? How real is real? If virtual here, potentially virtual anywhere? If virtual, virtual forever? Life after death? Digital rebirth elsewhere? Free will a digital trick, a mirage. Programed? It’s all programed? Everything is fixed. Searching, searching for the meaning of existence. Possibly no meaning at all!
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Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
Virtual
Some say we live in a virtual world. A matrix. Our existence, digital. What does that mean? We’re not real? We’re not alive? I think therefore I’m not? How real is real? If virtual here, potentially virtual anywhere? If virtual, virtual forever? Life after death? Digital rebirth elsewhere? Free will a digital trick, a mirage. Programed? It’s all programed? Everything is fixed. Searching, searching for the meaning of existence. Possibly no meaning at all!
jg-collins
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Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
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