Some scientists say there is at least a 20% chance that we are residing in a simulation run by hyper-intelligent aliens. If they are correct, that means odds are, at minimum, one-in-five that you and I are simulacra, deluded into thinking we are “real.” Elon Musk puts the odds at far better than 50/50 that we are denizens of a rather complex version of Galaga.
When you dream, perhaps those sheep are electric.
Tie this into the “one-electron universe” theory (posited by physicist John Wheeler to fellow physicist Richard Feynman during what could have been one of the worst phone sex chats of all time) that “all electrons and positrons are actually manifestations of a single entity moving backwards and forwards in time,” one must ask, “are the alien video game programmers extremely lazy, extremely efficient, or both?”
Is death “Game Over” or do we level-up?
While humans are capable of pondering such questions, and science might one day provide answers, assuming we are not annihilated by ourselves or some external force (a hard re-boot, indeed), it still amazes that for all of our technological advancements over the past, call it century, our human faculties in some regards remain quite limited.
From a communications perspective, we are still bound by fallible senses and minds that misperceive. We fail to discern cues. We ensnare messages delivered to us by others, even those who speak the same language and those we know well, in a web of our own past experiences or expectations or emotions, thus distorting their meaning. It is as if each of us walks around with a Tower of Babel lodged somewhere near the cerebral cortex.
Sure, telepathy might resolve some ambiguities. That said, it will be prone to create new challenges. We all saw “Scanners.”
I suppose we will have to make do with some form of mindfulness, to hope to see the world as it is (as real or artificial as it may be) and, from there, hear what others are saying as they intend the words to be heard. Hopefully, that will enhance our understanding of one another. Thus, while our time is finite, as “tears in the rain,” we might stand a chance at being more connected with our fellow humans (or replicants, whichever you prefer).
Stay tuned, as more will follow.