Well…at least some scientists have graduated to understanding that the whole shebang is not just random energetic processing. Problem is, though, they still struggle within their ego stranglehold. Little do they know how easily they could punch themselves out of the wet paper bag they cold heartedly shiver in. Little do they comprehend the extravagant grace involving them as the infinite One pulses their fiery heart. No, like an excruciating ingrown toenail, scientists who remain addicted to mapping the fallen estate seek just continue to seek a pittance of solace from heroin-like needles, such as the new prick on the block: simulation theory.
Simulation theory is a relatively new scientific field. It proposes that everything we experience may be nothing more than the outworking of a set of rules made up by some unknown intelligence beyond our ken. Of course! Proponents of this view are feign to ascribe the dreamlike simulation we encounter as our everyday life, even the galactic lives abounding as our universe to an all-powerful, omniscient, ever-present spiritual Hierarchy of Gods, Goddesses and Cosmic Beings expressing Selfhood as instants of our divine Love. No, no, no. Their approach entails an intellect, likely similar to their own, making up rules that govern a phantasm of a cosmos, and then somehow setting initial conditions and initiating the system’s motion. Then letting ‘er rip. They imagine this theoretical playwright sitting back to enjoy the show for no other reason than to just see what happens in their self-made, maya of false conception phantasmagoria.
Consensus Reality Assails Us
Yes, the fallen estate is a simulation. It’s the consensus reality that human egos bring to the fore upon human perception. So, some truth can be unearthed from the simulationist view that our experience just signals the imagery that some being, possibly just like us, has flippantly created and projected upon our screen of life. Such atom jiggling impositions are certainly meaningless. They simply buttress the ego-centered via dolorosa that plagues lazybones consciousness.
I’m reminded of the film “The Truman Show” in which a man called Truman thinks he is living a normal life, just like everyone else he encounters. But, actually, his entire life is a TV show with worldwide fans watching 24/7 to provide vicarious atonement for their dry-bone-empty lives. Everyone on Truman’s set is a paid actor. Every event is scripted. Truman’s parents have trained him in the TV show’s game-of-life rules. All of Truman’s actions are largely predictable, but he still has free will. So that makes his antics an enjoyable sideshow for his real life viewers. That’s pretty close to the simulation theory viewpoint through which the simulation’s creator enjoys the occasionally surprising antics of the character they have set into motion. Remember, that character is “you.”
“Your” Own Simulated Life
In other words, to simulation proponents, life is ultimately meaningless, useless fodder for some possibly deranged creator; kinda like some kid endlessly playing a video game in a nowheresville garage. Yes, indeedy…”your” life, along with its apparently separated phantom ego “you,” is just such a screwball simulation obeying the whims of its creator. More philosophically, the meander that many people sleepwalk through is like an Existentialist orgasm. (Remember, as the Wikipedia article on Existentialism states, “In the view of the existentialist, the individual’s starting point has been called ‘the existential angst’ (or, variably, existential attitude, dread, etc.), or a sense of disorientation, confusion, or anxiety in the face of an apparently meaningless or absurd world.” Compare that to the common schizophrenic attitude that many latch onto as loving to hate life’s pain.)
Ego Resents Reality’s Emptiness
I know this is utter claptrap to my readers. So why am I bothering to waste your time by foisting these ridiculous concepts at you? It’s because I wish to steer you clear of subtly aligning yourself with simulation theory stupidity. Some, I fear, may be tenuously confounding their fallen estate simulation with the absolute Truth that we are living in an insubstantial milieu. Indeed, one of the wisest sages ever, the Tibetan scholar Longchenpa, metaphorically alludes to life’s wispy nature in his eightfold book, whose title Keith Dowman translates as “Finding Comfort and Ease in Enchantment.”
Longchenpa’s life analogies are: dream, magic show, optical illusion, mirage, reflection of the moon in water, echo, the city of the Gandarvas, and apparition. Keith Dowman’s translation of the scholar’s work, Dowman’s book Maya Yoga, includes two of his own analogies more applicable to the 21st Century: the motion picture and the hologram. Even cutting edge quantum physicists assert that there is nothing “out there” at all. Further, Yogi Vasistha delivers a profusion of metaphorical allusions to fallen estate emptiness as he teaches the embodied Hindu God Rama in the voluminous book Vasistha’s Yoga by Swami Venkatesananda.
Thus, spiritual students can easily find themselves awash in notions that leave them far afield of any sort of substantial footing. This is good and bad: good to liberate life’s purview from attachments; bad to discount the One’s Presence in All one encounters, be it hard or diaphanous. Further, the psychological trap, which seems to have firmly clamped down upon simulation theory advocates, is a subconscious resentment of life’s seeming; its dualistic relativism; its lack of intellectually graspable ultimate meaning.
Infinitely Profound Meaning
Imbues Humanity As Standard Equipment
Humans, whether they acknowledge it or not, need to directly relate to infinitely profound meaning. Yes, of course, egos delving into this and that, lifetime after lifetime, can, and mostly do, ignore any direct encounter with divine Love’s foundational drive. Today, adherents of simulation theory, along with Existentialists, continue to inject their heroin-like ignorance into their veins by excusing themselves with scientific and philosophical, more or less histrionic, ego buttresses. Yet the hound of heaven keeps right on with his booty nipping.
Using Systems to Numb the Dukkha
Confronted with fallen estate goulash, even those seriously considering life’s nature can easily resent its apparently meaningless absurdity. This down-in-the-mouth attitude takes respite intellectually by accompanying the humdrum with systemic trinkets. These dry their adherents’ tears with self-consistent pretense. That is, systems advocates fearing ego surrender draw solace from one or another humanly mitigated system of thought. But, that can only partially satisfy their inherent need for a life embodying ultimate meaning. Even so, they’re content to settle for living in a made-up, brainily centered world conveniently lacking sore thumbs that stick out enough to poke them in the eye.
You’re Not Immune
You, dear reader, are spiritually astute. So, of course, you disavow such tripe. Consciously, you’re right; even, shall we say, righteous. Yet, still, in your murkier waters, subconscious creatures lurk. No one is immune from them. Not only do they lurk, but they bite…hard. Hard enough to incite even largely spiritually liberated people, too, to seek solace in systems. Note well, as described above, human nature finds meaningful solace in systems solely because they are comfortably self-consistent.
Such systematic reliance may involve religion, politics, art, astrology, health practice, and on and on and on. The flavor really doesn’t matter. What does matter is whether a person succumbs to the fear of momentary death enough to bollox that moment’s eternal survival. This happens when they plate their consciousness upon some consensus reality matrix to stamp out portions of their assumed identity like cars on an assembly line.
Searching for meaning in the fallen estate amounts to what Existentialists dub “absurd.” Owing to the One’s infinite, thus spontaneous, nature, anything can happen anytime. In spontaneous Reality, accepted predictability is irrelevant. Thus, “miracle” is a moot conception; for, infinite expression honors no restrictive predicates that can be assuaged. Even the Rolling Stones correctly observed life’s natural spontaneity, noting in one of their songs that they have “no expectations to pass through here (each moment) again.” Real sages, embracing this spontaneity aren’t phased by the fallen estate’s formatted, simulated rebuffs of their independence.
As far as I know, the Existentialist Albert Camus never admitted to taking Life’s infinitely mysterious leap. But, at least, he preserved his sanity. He accomplished this by accepting the fallen estate’s absurdity, yet affirming that in spite of life’s unreliability, it is necessary to keep on keeping on. Thus, he avoided Sartre’s nausea. He is famous for his opinion that the only real philosophical consideration is whether to commit suicide. If you find yourself still around to philosophize, you’ve already chosen, and that’s that. Just get on with your life. Manage your absurd surround and…I have no idea how Camus would complete that sentence. I have only minimally read him.
While this piece’s negative message is important—eschew the false comfort of embracing merely self-consistent systems as your reality—it’s positively more important to Beauteously render your simulation as its Real I AM THAT I AM Creator.
Let me end with a chorusing from Deepak Chopra, which harmonizes with what I have shared with you here. It is the ending of a talk of his to a “Science and Nonduality” conference:
“Reality cannot be a system of thought. It must go to the heart, to the source of thought. And, therefore, no science, no philosophy, no religion can give us access to Reality. We have to get rid of every construct, every story.”[1]
This withdrawal from our fictitious fallen estate simulations takes place in consciousness at the Great Unknowing point where the Great Great Silence meets divine Individuality’s joyous becoming. Spaceless, timeless, beginningless, endless, THAT bespeaks YOU in situ, opening upon infinite mystery.
[1] “What George Harrison Knew,” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SF4OxulBDuk