One of the big questions is this: are we living inside a computer?

The most likely answer is yes.

Look at it this way: How many constants does the universe have? Many. Well, what if the constants were not constant? What if, by means of an unknown mechanism, an unknown number of universes exists, each with their own values for the aforementioned constants?

I’m not the first to come up with such an idea, as a matter of fact, Stephen Hawking already did.

So, what does this have to do with computers? You ask.

What I just described is in essence the workings of what we programmers call a search algorithm. Levin search, or as someone aptly named it: universal search.

A universal search algorithm explores all possible outcomes, equally, and in parallel.

So let’s say that at least this much is plausible. This leads us to the next little factoid: A search algorithm is a software program.

Software requires hardware to run.

Before you start with the Matrix references, know this: no, we’re most likely not virtual. We’re not likely to be hooked to a machine somewhere that simulates a complete universe for our benefit. Everything is real, I assure you.

It’s just data, the dirt under your feet, that apple pie you love so much, that incredible car you saw the other day, all real; real data.

Because to us, only data in ourselves, data is real.

We live somewhere in the system’s memory, and we definitely exist.

How we’re stored is the question.

If particles, atoms, and molecules are just data, then what about life? What about consciousness?

All metadata, the data we’re made of describes a more complex form of data.

So where is the code, then?

We can never access the code, because we live in a Harvard machine.

The Harvard architecture stores data and code in separate spaces, with district pathways to the processor(s). There is no way for the system to execute something outside the executable memory, and data is completely isolated to its own space.

And there is no way to hack the machine.

So where is God?

My personal opinion: Where there is a program, there is a programmer.

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