we are living in a simulation, or else... likely
nobody ever will (Nick
Bostrom):
"ABSTRACT. This paper argues that at least one of the following propositions is true:It follows that the belief that there is a significant chance that we will one day become posthumans who run ancestor-simulations is false, unless we are currently living in a simulation.
- the human species is very likely to go extinct before reaching a `posthuman'* stage;
- any posthuman civilization is extremely unlikely to run a significant number of simulations of their evolutionary history (or variations thereof);
- we are almost certainly living in a computer simulation.
* 'Ah, I understand . . .' the master said, glancing around, 'you've killed us, we're dead. Oh, how intelligent that is! And how timely! Now I understand everything.'
'Oh, for pity's sake,' replied Azazello, 'is it you I hear talking? Your friend calls you a master, you can think, so how can you be dead? Is it necessary, in order to consider yourself alive, to sit in a basement and dress yourself in a shirt and hospital drawers? It's ridiculous! . . .'
[from The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov]
"We need only the weaker assumption that it would suffice for the generation of subjective experiences that the computational processes of a human brain are structurally replicated in suitably fine-grained detail, such as on the level of individual synapses. This attenuated version of substrate-independence is quite widely accepted."
"Posthuman civilizations would have enough computing power to run hugely many ancestor-simulations even while using only a tiny fraction of their resources for that purpose."
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Then, quite clearly, unless you have had your DNA sequenced, it is rational to assign a credence of x% to the hypothesis that you have S. And this is so quite irrespective of the fact that the people who have S have qualitatively different minds and experiences from the people who don't have S. (They are different simply because all humans have different experiences from one another, not because of any known link between S and what kind of experiences one has.)"
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"...The War with the Scythers of the Orion Spur was hotly prosecuted for just over a billion years. Who won? We did. They're still there, the Scythers. Their planet is still there. The nature of war changed, during that trillennium. It was no longer nuclear or quantum-gravitational. It was neurological. Informational. Life goes on for the Scythers, but its quality has been subtly reduced. We fixed it so that they think they're simulations in a deterministic computer universe. It is believed that this is the maximum suffering you can visit on a type-V world."
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Because of this fundamental uncertainty, even the basement civilization may have a reason to behave ethically. The fact that it has such a reason for moral behavior would of course add to everybody else's reason for behaving morally, and so on, in truly virtuous circle. One might get a kind of universal ethical imperative, which it would be in everybody's self-interest to obey, as it were `from nowhere'."
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Properly understood, therefore, the truth of (3) should have no tendency to make us `go crazy' or to prevent us from going about our business and making plans and predictions for tomorrow. The chief empirical importance of (3) at the current time seems to lie in its role in the tripartite conclusion established above. We may hope that (3) is true since that would decrease the probability of (1), although if computational constraints make it likely that simulators would terminate a simulation before it reaches a posthuman level, then out best hope would be that (2) is true."
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"For any human, absolute proof of Copy sentience was impossible. For any Copy, the truth was self-evident: cogito ergo sum. End of discussion.There were questions about the nature of this [...] condition which the existence of Copies illuminated more starkly than anything which had come before them. Questions which needed to be explored before the human race could confidently begin to bequeth its culture, its memories, its purpose and identity, to its successors.
Questions which only a Copy could answer."
[Permutation City, p.45]
"What am I? The data? The process that generates it? The relationships between the numbers? All of the above?"[p.47]
"And if the computations behind all this had been performed over millennia, by people flicking abacus beads, would he have felt exactly the same?It was outrageous to admit it - but the answer had to be yes."
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"Now he was ... dust. To an outside observer, these ten seconds had been grouped up into ten thousand uncorrelated moments and scattered through real time - and in model time, the outside world suffered an equivalent fate. Yet the pattern of his awareness remained perfectly intact: somehow he found himself, `assembled himself' from these scrambled fragments. He'd been taken apart like a jigsaw puzzle - but his dissection and shuffling were transparent to him. Somehow - on their own terms - the pieces remained connected." |
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"Now he was ... dust. To an outside observer, these ten seconds had been grouped up into ten thousand uncorrelated moments and scattered through real time - and in model time, the outside world suffered an equivalent fate. Yet the pattern of his awareness remained perfectly intact: somehow he found himself, `assembled himself' from these scrambled fragments. He'd been taken apart like a jigsaw puzzle - but his dissection and shuffling were transparent to him. Somehow - on their own terms - the pieces remained connected." |
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"Paul stopped counting, stretched his arms wide, stood up slowly. He wheeled around once, to examine the room, checking that it was still intact, still complete. Then he whispered, `This is dust. All dust. This room, this moment is scattered across the planet, scattered across five hundred seconds or more - but it still holds itself together. Don't you see what that means?'"[p.133]
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"The whole idea of a creator tears itself apart. A universe with
conscious beings either finds itself in the dust... or it doesn't. It
either makes sense of itself on its own terms, as a self-contained whole
... or not at all. There never can, and never will be, Gods."
[p.338]
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Our revels now are ended. These our actors,Prospero, in The Tempest, Act 4, Scene 1.
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"And yet, and yet... Denying temporal succession, denying the self, denying
the astronomical universe, are obvious acts of desperation and secret
consolation. Our fate (unlike the hell of Swedenborg or the hell of Tibetan
mythology) is not frightful because it is unreal; it is frightful because
it is irreversible and ironclad. Time is the thing I am made of. Time is a
river that sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that tears me
apart, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the
fire. The world, unfortunately, is real; I, unfortunately, am Borges."
(Jorge Luis Borges, in the New Refutation of Time, 1952)
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"Remember me," whispers the dust.Peter Huchel (German, 1903 - 1981)