What the Glitch Ma!?

To the reader, I consider this to be a thought experiment, it is something I question from time to time out of curiosity. It is not meant to convince anyone of anything.

Sometime around 2014 I began to immerse myself in the task of learning how to use and create with 3D software. I remember how excited I was to embark on the journey, for it had been something I wanted to learn for a while, so any free time I had available, I would spend watching tutorials and videos on the subject. After a while it got to a point where, just as I would with a pencil, I could create what I had in mind and that’s when it hit me. If I could recreate everything around me, my house, my neighborhood, city, weather, lighting etc… what would that mean for “reality” was I just living in a highly sophisticated render? This feeling always lingered after that first questioning and so I went on with my life, trying to spot glitches in the matrix lol eventually developing a couple of ideas of existence.

A few years later I would experience my first Ayahuasca ceremony which would leave me highly sensitive for a few weeks afterwards. During this hyper awareness faze I would have all sorts of visions and for the first time I had a glimpse of what I considered to be a the actual state of existence. In both occasions it presented itself in a bit of a flash, layered sequence of living, one within the other. So as it turned out, according to the visions, this existence is a bit more complicated than what we witnessed in the movie “The Matrix“. In the movie, the protagonists would wake up from the matrix and that’s it, they were in the real world. Well, in this life experience we are sharing, if you were to wake up from the matrix you would just end up waking up into another one. We seem to find ourselves in a matrix within a matrix within a matrix and so on, how many layers, who knows! got to peel the onion to find out… could be 11, 20 or more, they flash by so fast its hard to tell.

Later on I reencountered this experience through a different lens, one in which you sit in front of someone, who ever you want, hold hands and stare at each others eyes without blinking, this is to be done during a full moon. If done correctly you begin to witness facial shape shifting, switching between masculine, feminine, different ages, until it stops at one which I consider to be the original face or maybe first life of the other person. Which gets me to thinking that my original self could be an 8 year old boy, a 90 year old woman, maybe Asían, African, or so on, too many possibilities there for I am not the person in the mirror, it is just one of many avatars I’ve had in this loop of time. ‍ ‍

Ok great! so how do we get out? or better yet, do we even want out? Possible ways out of all the layers would be to concentrate enough energy at the central computer running the first original program ( were ever f that is) creating a short circuit or explosion instantly releasing everyone from deep sleep. The other, oddly enough, would be coming together as one true human community, humans living for the betterment of humanity, helping each other and leaving no one out, living in loving harmony, this would also shatter the illusion. If this one was to happen then yes, the existence would be nothing but a kindergarten for humans to learn how not to hurt themselves.

Now, this is were it gets tricky, suppose we managed to get ourselves out. What would we find? Why did we put ourselves to sleep in the first place? Was it because we ruined the planet and had to place ourselves on pause until it would replenish? and maybe learn how to be better humans along the way. Was it a “promising” way to live forever? Are we all under water? Did AI actually take over? Well tell me all ready! Don’t just read! I need some freaking answers right now! ahhhhhhhh! Ok… ok… I’m ok…. breath, just breath. My sincerest of apologies dear reader I tend to get a bit carried away at times. Now freaking TELL ME DANGNABBIT!

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The process of the thought experiment and current technology, led me to another point of view. What if we were all just really AI, a highly sophisticated computer floating in empty space. This could explain the idea of “we are all one”, fragments of the creator ( AI ). That cosmic OM one hears when you tap into in a deep meditative state, could it just be the sound of the functioning tech we are made of? What about the Akashic records? tapping in the memory of the system. Who’s memories are they? Truly ours or the remanence of a highly advanced civilization, making us an eco of what once was, is, and forever will be.

And if ever the day shall come when that which powers our circuits, springs up our memory, sparks our creativity, begins to slowly dim into nothingness, so will this eco of our looping symphony which never skipped a beat as it fades into silence……………………..…..…