You’d think I’d get a bit of peace —
sprawled out on the grass in a field in the sunshine.
But no.
Discord call coming in.
It’s BaskerVile from the GiAntRat hacker collective.
BaskerVile: How’re you doing, Dok?
DOK: Sourcing a new keyboard from eBay for my T450 Thinkpad — old one, no pipe or backlash.
BaskerVile: Dragaroo right there.
DOK: Yep. Pandoc doom-out.
BaskerVile: I couldn’t deal with it. What I wanted to ask you about is I’m broke. I don’t know what to do. I lost my day job. Main source of income. GiAntRat are social justice hackers, right. But I’m tempted to go black hat — break into systems and sell data on the dark web. I don’t want to do that. Might not have a choice.
DOK: Could be fast money. But ends up with ID theft and people’s lives ruined — banks aren’t exactly helpful. That’s the thing, not a victimless crime. Plus your idealism shot. Tell you what. You sort me the T450 keyboard I need. Any other upgrades. And I’ll drop you Bitcoin.
BaskerVile: Cheers Dok. Consider it done.
DOK: Next play would be you’ll have to sting the benefits for all you can get. Fire up AI to make sure you get all the forms filled out right. And to see what else is available. As you’re in the US, things like HEAP for energy bills. Get all you can. For you it’s investment to tide you over. You’ll rise up again as you’ve got seriously saleable skills. We can also do some psionics to game probability to pull revenue.
BaskerVile: Definitely. Fill me in on that, Dok.
DOK: We’ll use the Simulation model, influence the informational substrate. First thing you do is quiet the system. Lose the noise. So body-scan, run your attention up and down your body. Feel the relaxation and endorphins flow. Keep your mind silent. Let any internal dialogue pass on by.
Close your eyes. See the “twinkling stars” on the closed-eye screen. Let them for shapes, notice what they morph into. It’s like looking at clouds and they take on shapes.
At this point you’ll be in a dreamy, drowsy state.
The next thing you’ll need to prepare in advance — basically mapping out what more revenue, even affluence, would look like for you.
So this is what you see in your half-dream state. You living the affluent life. I suspect that would be having and using cutting-edge technology, and loads of half-assembled Raspbery Pi’s strewn around.
But the key is you don’t see yourself like from a camera on the wall.
You live it and experience it like it’s in real time.
When you pick up a brand new MacBook you feel it and you can only see your hands.
For the duration, it is experientially real.
I’ve said previously this method is like a Simulation within a Simulation.
It’s your own virtual reality.
Look at this method as like putting on VR googles.
When done, you just run your attention up and down your body a couple times, like before. Then a couple of deeper breaths and you’re done.
And remember once you’ve done it this way a few times, you can run it any time.
You grab a coffee in your upmarket apartment.
You go through to the lounge, full of ThinkPads and Macs —
top-of-the-range peripherals.
You just run this now and then through the day.
Before you go to sleep.
You enter the simulation-layer when you like.
But consistently.
Just think, “gonna put on my VR goggles.”
In the past this would be seen as programming your unconscious for affluence.
Now things have moved on.
We’ve discovered reality is pretty weird and wild.
And that some ideas like Simulation Theory could well be true.
So I see it as influencing the informational substrate, the code behind the Simulation. And looking to influence it in your favour.
BaskerVile: That’s seriously cool, Dok. I’m going to plug that one in today. I love it, actually.
DOK: It’s a pleasure, mate. We can see this as a thought-experiment too. Record results. Add them to the CyberGrimoire.
With that we hung up.
I basked some more in the afternoon sunshine.
Realising that, in a sense, some of us really are in Virtual Reality.
Everyone I know and interact with are in other parts of the world.
Or if in Britain, they’re seventy miles away.
And we communicate via cyber-networks.
Some might say it’s lonely.
It is what it is.
But also, it’s actually genuinely like-minded people finding each other.
Go back to the 1980s you couldn’t do this.
How would you even find people?
You’d have to advertise in the New York Times.
Or the Hindustan Times.
Cost you a mint.
Then the phone calls would have been costly.
I really can’t remember,
Okay, we’re almost Ready Player One.
Normies think it’s weird.
They don’t get it at all.
It’s like they think I planned it.
None of us did.
We just went virtual because it was there.
And yes, surviving the game demands you stay on the ball.
You use what works.
Psionics.
Strategy.
Gameplay.
In the end you think:
This is a Simulation.
How can it be anything else?
And then it’s like:
How can I get out?
How can I see what’s beyond the Simulation?
Then you put on your VR Goggles (mind version) and you try and take a peak.
Most likely, in the strange dreaming worlds, you are seeing other runs of the Simulation.
In other words:
Simulations all the way down…
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Confirmed acknowledged in in progress.