I hate my life. I keep having dreams that I suck at life. I have dreams that I am Einstein’s apprentice and I keep remembering the names of things like Leibnez transforms and K-? transforms but I keep forgetting the names when I wake up. In my dreams I am at school and I am a slacker and sometimes I try but I always fail and FLUNK the tests… It is the exact opposite of real life which is I dont even try and I ace the tests anyway…but a part of me is afraid of flunking, and I feel sexual pangs because then I would have to become a street hooker…In the dream I feel so sad, like i let everybody down, and my teachers scold me so and I cry…
Then later in the dream I was with a herd of animals, dogcows which were blue, and I there was a dog similar to droopy, who drank a drink his parents offered him and he grew breasts and a female looking face and showed them around. It was a strange dream, I wasn’t horny during the dream but at the same time it was somehow sexual because of the pudding-like nature of the breasts. It was odd how the conversations were structured…It was obvious that the drink had high doses of hormones in it, but his parents were flabbergasted at what happened, I had to explain to them over and over that the drink probably had hormones in it, because the village people thought it was some sort of witches brew. As for droopy, he didn’t care, and actually seemed happier and more energetic, so it seemed like a bunch of extraneous drama.
Now, before my post gets banned to the dungeon, I will say how this relates to philosophy. It relates to philosophy because it made me realise something. It made me realise that noone else is real, that only programmers are sentient. Now you might say Einstein was sentient, but he was not. He was only sentient in the sense that he was in a dream-like state, his life was not really real. Computers are an extension of our consciousness, only they can trap us in the hell of reality. Women, like the droopy boob ladyguy in the dream, are in a dream reality, they are not sentient, they are only sentient like in a dream. Programmers or heavy computer users are only truly sentient, trapped in a visceral reality. Computers are extensions of our genius, google remembers things so we don’t have to. But it’s actually part of our consciousness too, computers integrate with our spiritual memory and psychic energies, and that is why our consciousness is so damn dirty.
Like, earlier in my dreams I mentioned how I remember things about leibniz transforms and such, but this is exactly what I mean. That is fake genius, like a computer, its automatic and dream like. People in colleges doing that are not actually sentient, just dream like. Its like an idiot savant who can draw a city from memory, its almost unconscious and effortless. Only programming is the real genius, and only heavy computer users are really sentient.