Think about a robot, a lawnmower in the wild by itself. The idea seems obsurd, does it not. What's the purpose of it there you may ask? But, then again, what's the purpose of us here on earth? We are just like the lonely lawnmower out in the wild. Purposeless, and lonely. If so, is god our programmer? Are we sitting here complexed by reality while the atomic almighty is behind a computer screen controlling our every move? Maybe yourself is the only thing living, surrounded by machine and simulation, virtual or physical? Who has the right to know
