Maybe, WADE DAVIS said it best in One River, about the experience of escaping one simulation, he tells this story of the Mamas, “ The young acolytes are taken away from their families at the age of two or three, sequestered in stone huts in a world of darkness and shadows for eighteen years (two nine-year periods deliberately chosen to mimic the nine months of gestation they spent in their natural mother’s womb) so that they are metaphorically in the womb of the great mother. During that entire time, they are indoctrinated in the values of their society, values that maintain the proposition that their prayers and their prayers alone maintain the cosmic or ecological balance. At the end of this arduous initiation, they suddenly are let out by the priests, the mamas, and before first light, suddenly, in that crystal moment of awareness of their first dawn, everything they have learned in the abstract is affirmed in stunning glory as they see the sunrise over the flanks of the Sierra Nevada. The priest sort of steps back and with his body language says, you see it is as beautiful as I said.”
I much enjoyed A Glitch in the Matrix, y’all. If you aren’t following the more than talking, head, Erik Davis please do so:
Meanwhile, off to do my follow up reality-hacking with Weird Studies
