It’s supposed to be fun, It’s supposed to flow; We’re supposed to be excited about tomorrow, I say to her, helplessly
Before I knew why I was born, There was never enough time But now, It’s all patience, Relaxing into fate
First principles, Searching for prime cause; Lucid facts stand – Yet hard to beleive it all… Thus, patience, I court thee, For I require my desires – But, to your question: I’ve always been following the call
What if life were perfect? Every plane carrying the right people, Every sorrow a gem; The world turning like a watch.
Preface / Author note: I wrote this three years ago; however, it was never properly published, until now. In 2015 my world view was becoming far less ethereal and far more grounded in the pragmatic realities of science and technology; however, this suited me. I was writing a lot of code at the time (nothingContinue reading “My Case for the Simulation Argument”
I come here to do ‘word-processing’, to let my thoughts congeal into coherence – whereafter, I will feel I have achieved something important (For I will have); where I once journaled in lengthy prose, my notebooks these days are filled with jottings – mostly single ideas of varying yet significant importance. That said, the importantContinue reading “Data Dump: The Time is Now”