I heard it in her whisper
O my babe, take me to Aruba
And I saw it in a vista
O my babe, take me to Aruba.
I shall take you to the Baby Beach
I shall take you to Arashi Beach
I shall take you to the Palm Beach
I shall take you to the Eagle Beach.
......
reality is a schema,
not a world,
not a truth.
just a projection
from the meat-logic of neurons
inside our wet machine.
even the self is self-generated,
a recursive template that believes itself real,
only because it references itself fast
......
reality is a schema,
not a world,
not a truth.
just a projection
from the meat-logic of neurons
inside our wet machine.
even the self is self-generated,
a recursive template that believes itself real,
only because it references itself fast
......
I heard it in her whisper
O my babe, take me to Aruba
And I saw it in a vista
O my babe, take me to Aruba.
I shall take you to the Baby Beach
I shall take you to Arashi Beach
I shall take you to the Palm Beach
I shall take you to the Eagle Beach.
......