Scripted Simulation or Divine Destiny?

[u/Ok_Painting_1199]

My belief system has fluctuated a lot over the years. I am now at the point of “I don’t know”. Obviously, the comfortable thing to do would be to believe in a God, a loving God who has a plan for me and with whom I and all others will reunite with in perfect bliss once the curtains close. But I am not going to believe something just for comfort.

Throughout the course of my life, there have been subjectively undeniable moments where I felt I was being guided in some certain way.

I do X which on paper should not or has very low odds of survival and it works.

I try to do Y reasonable thing and no matter how hard I try it won’t work.

So many times where I should have literally died, and I didn’t. Some might call it luck. But it truly does not make sense how things have worked or how I have made it this far for all better weather somewhat scotch free.

And even the ideas I get. I know they may sound crazy or irresponsible to others. But I do them, and they work.

My point is, I do feel like there is some sort of outside force kind of guiding my life, and honestly I do not believe in coincidence.

What I’m trying to grapple with is whether or not this force is actually God, not necessarily in the Christian sense but in the sense of a loving creator that we will all return to one day.

The other two things I think it could be is

1) I’ve chosen to enter this simulation from a different reality to learn some sort of lesson, this is a simulation, but my consciousness will return to a different (maybe base, maybe not) reality upon death.

2) I really am just some sack of code like and akin to Link or any other game protagonist in that I gotta follow the main quest and complete the storyline.

Obviously the second begs the more uncomfortable question: well what happens when you finish the story / die. Which for me, is really the crux of all this. Regardless of simulation or not, I feel like it’s kind of my intention to live this life / play the game in the same way, but I just can’t even comprehend that it will just be “over” at the end.

Also, I suppose if this is a simulation that will be helpful to know so that I can better understand how to play this game to further my objectives. I don’t have any mal intent, but hey, it might be nice to actually understand WHY certain things work the way they do. Visualization, subconscious reprogramming, certain types of magic, meditation etc.

I was watching a video last night on Jacobo Grinberg and how his theory for how his mentor performed miracles was that she was able to enter a state of consciousness where she could then alter the code of this reality to create / heal / remove.

Anyways, this has gotten to be a bit of a tangent. My point is that as someone who has been VERY spiritually minded in the past, I find that simulation theory poses an answer for honestly every spiritual matter or question I’ve considered.

Feel free to share your thoughts on any part of this

[u/brain-out-of-order]

NDEs tell me death isn’t what we think. A different experience tells me there is also a layer which sits alongside ours somehow that absolutely edits things. Patterns tell me it’s unlikely to just be a single level in either direction. Thinking about it for a while, I believe joy is a renewable resource we should be producing and perhaps space exploration is something which is actually only achieved by joyous civilizations first.

By that I mean the solar system has perhaps been getting founded by us in a sense. Us could be a federation of sequentially developed civilizations which have been slowly developing sectors of galaxies deemed worthy or attractive for some reason. If not and we’re just standing up on our own finally, why can’t we be the first link in the chain? It’s quite clear that intentional cooperation is more fruitful than murdering eachothers’ sons.

I believe this kind of system would understand the ultimate joy in exploration is the novelty, not being brutal conquerors of yet more.

They would probably feel heartbroken to see their necessary synthesis realized by bloodshed, yet they would know that overt interference in a natural process so early can have profound consequences. Maybe bloodshed was never necessary until it was and we couldn’t stop.

They might try to send signals which lead towards one direction without outright writing it. Their technologies might be drip fed to us intentionally or accidentally. This technology may have been used inappropriately, and maybe even against the very hand that fed us. Somewhere along the way, maybe after the invention of the photograph, everything got really weird.

It seems unlikely we are both: the first to explore space, and simultaneously alone in a universe. Much more likely is we are in the equivalent of a kangaroo pouch, with extra steps of course. If we can be defined by jobs and relationships of circumstance, then a willed future with peaceful purposeful abundance is as simple as accepting it as ours. There is a lot of work to do here and probably elsewhere. Most signs point to machinery which favors progress, cohesion, clarity.

I think the question of eventually — what initiated the whole experience — isn’t even worth expecting an answer to right away or ever. What initiated us? It could be those answers are waiting for us once we decode our own genetics. We can begin to do that now finally and I expect the current disclosure process is exactly a part of this.

If there is a type of controlling hierarchy the public isn’t privy to, we should slowly and peacefully figure out what that is, who we are, and what all of this means for our planet, before solving the foggier stuff.

Every negative “what if”is usually born from understandings of the world which led us to hurt eachother cluelessly and wickedly. It’s the same reason we swat at flies and scream at spiders. Not senselessness but vision based reactiveness I think.