A Simulation? Maybe.

When a person believes life is a simulation it’s difficult to think of it as anything else. If life isn’t real, what is it? I mean it has to be something right? I’m not sure anymore what this life is.

Life is such a fragile thing. It comes and goes in the blink of an eye. Who knows how long we have been plugged into the great machine. How long have we been connected?

Unable to actually move. Our minds are fed what the machine wants us to think and believe. If the thinking is done for us, then we do not control this life. It is being controlled for us.

If we don’t control our lives, who is in control? Do we have the ability to make choices in this life? Simulation theory suggests we don’t control anything in this life. If that’s the case, who is in control of it all?

I don’t have the answer for that. I doubt anyone in the simulation knows who is in charge. I feel like a lab rat most of my days. How else can I explain the things that take place in life? I don’t know that I can. To say it’s complicated is an understatement! It’s very complicated to figure out at times.

Who am I to even try and understand any of this? I wish I didn’t believe in such a reality. But what choice do I have?

It doesn’t make sense to me. Maybe that’s the point of it all. Keeps us guessing.

The internal torment alone from the voices are difficult enough to make one mad. But that is only a fraction of what is going on. What if the voices are the real people attempting to comment from outside the simulation? Haws anyone fully explored that avenue of thought? I highly doubt it.

There are many mysteries in this life. Life itself is an amazing mystery. It can be as simple or complex as you want it to be. The power of the human mind and imagination is limitless. There doesn’t seem to be an end to it all.

I would like to peek out from the simulation. I want to see what the real world is actually like. Unless I am simply a copy of an actual real live person. If that’s the case, what is the point of existing to begin with? I’m not sure if I have an answer for that.

What happens if the simulation terminates?

What happens to all the people trapped inside?? Will they be erased or simply forgotten? Is it as simple as unplugging a machine? I would think it is.

So many memories lost!

If all the heartache and grief is meant to be a lesson why must it hurt so much? Our conscious collective is what drives the machine, is it not? Take that all away and what are we left with? An empty slate. That is all.

I think I’m just waiting for someone to turn out the lights and disconnect me from the machine. What happens next is up to the person in charge.