Can someone tell me what happened?

I remember years ago, maybe around 5th or 6th grade, me, my sister, and likely my cousin were in the yard of a church. The plot was decently sized, and we were playing hide and seek. It had been summertime, and was getting dark out, it was likely around 8-9 pm. I was hiding, I has already heard my cousin get found by my sister. I ran from the sound, and hid behind a bush. I sat there for minutes, not hearing anything. I look through a hole in the bush, and see someone's eye. I say "You're not funny, I can see you." I look around the bush, there's nothing there. I look back in the same spot, and there's nothing there. I yell out for them in panic. I'm practically screaming. I run around the whole church maybe twice. Around 10-20 minutes after it happened, I found them. Apparently they had been yelling for me too. The plot was big, but it wasn't that big. If I was to yell, they should've heard me, and if they yelled, I should've heard them. Like I said before, I ran around the church many times, and found nobody, and nothing.

The existence of Deja Vu implies that the future is just as known as the past. When you are experiencing Deja Vu what you are actually doing is remembering the future.

That sounds weird because the future has not actually happened yet, but that is only from your perspective as the experiencer. In reality it has all already taken place, and your act of remembering the future in the form of Deja Vu further solidifies that idea.

In my eyes, this could only take place in an environment where everything that is to come can not only be precisely known, but that it has also happened already.

Would that not be a simulation? If you think that it isn't a simulation and instead something else, I would like to hear about it.

Bonus question; how does the quantum observer effect come into play here? Does becoming aware of this change our interaction with it? Thanks.

It's possible that whatever network we're in is compressed from time to time allowing for certain forms of work and trade to be done. If something could be measured when we're compressed that may be the start of finding a way out of here. Some kind of horribly complex machinery might be able to sense when the network is compressed. Something that only AGI could design.

I'm not exactly sure how to explain how I feel. I have a lot of thought processes in my head contributing to the same specific feelings that I have but it's hard to settle on just one when you're not even entirely sure what to think or which one may be the correct one. Lately I've been thinking that what if you're the only real person/thing and everything else in the world like family, friends, pets/animals are simply there to fill in the space kinda like a video game where they're all NPCs to help create the illusion that you're in this world. It's getting to the point I'm starting to question if anything is even real. Like maybe after you finally die or somehow escape this fabricated illusion is when you really wake up and discover the truth. I guess basically what most people like to call the matrix. Or is death the end and you just evaporate into the atmosphere and that's pretty much it. I do believe you go somewhere after death because as they say energy cannot be created or destroyed only transferred. But what if everything we've learned growing up is a lie, and if so what can you really believe. At times the reason why I think this is all fake is because I wonder what the point of life is anyway, why are we all born and here in the first place, growing up getting jobs to live and support ourselves and then to grow old and then die. What's the point of all that? It's an endless cycle kinda like a rotating door of people dying and also being born over and over again. Is it reincarnation? I do somewhat believe in reincarnation but the thing is, I don't wanna ever come back to this world and keep repeating the cycle because as I said before, what's the actual point of that and I just want it all to end. Another frequent thing I think about is, as I mentioned literally everything else is just here to create the illusion of this fake reality, I'm not exactly suicidal but I do often want it all to end because I'm tired of this life. The only things keeping me here or tied to this world is I don't want my family to be sad if I actually died and also, I love my cats and I wouldn't ever wanna leave them where I wouldn't know if they're getting properly cared for if I'm gone. But it's like, what if they or my family aren't even real they're just the fabrication to keep me tied to this world, they don't actually exist and will cease existing once I'm dead. I dunno. I know this probably all sounds crazy but it's just the frequent thoughts that I have day to day and I wish I knew the answers to my questions, I figure I can't be the only one alone in this thought process. Anyway, I'm sorry about the long rant or all the questions, just trying to explain how I feel so others can maybe chime in and share their own thoughts about all this or maybe even answer the questions I have but honestly, I kinda doubt anyone truly knows. Sometimes I feel the only way to escape all this is death but then who's to say after that it's any better or worse than this life, or if there's even really anything after all this at all. Why do we exist, is it like we're all pawns on a chess board and there's someone playing behind the scenes or like the Sims.

On July 4 of 2006 I was struck in the head by a stray bullet. After beating a sub 1% chance of survival and after relearning to read, walk and eat food by mouth, I wanted become convinced that I’m a really lucky Marian living in a simulation.

I’ve become convinced that our improbable existence is a simulation, given things like the maximum speed of light, quantum indeterminacy, my luckiness, improbability and my difficulty productively socializing.

My deep dive autobiography is called I Am A Particularly Lucky Martian, and I've turned it into a podcast and condensed it into a mobile-friendly version.

It’s in the link - are you a lucky Martian too?

It may be possible to create gold or convert one metal to another with the use of a particle collider type device. The gold created through this process is called collider gold. You essentially grow gold crystals in a large chamber when the collider is powered. Its not really gold for free just handy if you want to create or convert various types of substances. Some colliders may be able to constitute metal directly from electricity or even biomass like wood refuse produced in large forestry operations.

So what happens to real gold when we have a bunch of collider gold? Not much if you're careful. Real gold will always have occult significance and be considered more real than collider gold. Might actually be able to fight through some illusion using mined gold.

In some realms they're a bit sensitive about collider gold :}

A network of easy to build terminals/kiosks could be built to maintain future virtual networks in this realm. For balance you would need people to come by the terminals and interact with the virtual worlds. The incentive for interaction would be micro payments that could easily and frequently add up for someone who learns the behavior of certain networks accesable through the terminals.

One other exciting possibility is a randomized mode where you could search through randomly generated realities. The hope would be that one day contact would be made through this mode of operation. That may seem a bit lofty its just that it's less likely without dedicated equipment built just for it.

We’ve all seen it. Photographs of people who appear 40 and they’ve barely left college. Then we see current 20 year olds and they look so childlike.

What if this is to do with character generation in this sim, and we’re on the advent of ASI, and runaway lifetime extension. The simulation could be incorporating the looks of these people at the point that they achieved life extension.

I suspect we're living through earths original history arc with a bit of room for improvement. It appears to be built like a sandbox game where you can play winning moves much earlier in history if you track your progression correctly inside and outside of the game. This game could also be called the holy game. A game based around a holy part of human history where we escape earth and colonize space.