Sometimes I ponder my existence and the only sane theory I have come up with is that we exist within a mathematical infinity that arises from the interplay of very few axioms. Those axioms just are, they have no requirement to be proven, they are facts about this universe and from them arises this complexity we experience. So essentially we aren't even real, we exist within a mere abstract concept that manifests itself using a self-contained interpreter located within that same infinity by pure chance. Also this system seems to be a fractal - meaning it has layers upon layers of complexities at different scales and we just happen to exist at some specific level.This explains everything, nothing else does.
>>17023340>i have a truly marvelous proof for this but the white girls ass im writing on is too small for it.
>>17023340>pure chanceit explains nothing actually
>>17023340plagiarized post https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mathematical_universe_hypothesis
The saddest reality is the the scale between mathematicians is logarithmic which makes chasms between us, and it's not logarithmic in a line either. So imagine being lost from one person where the distance could be order further in either direction.The reason I point this out is that I have noticed that at times I am so far from my advisors I feel like on another planet, but then a guest visits and we're like two alienses from even more different planetses from e-arth.I believe it's because of the method we approached our gnosis. I call it a foreigner's dilemma. And when I take that maxim I imagine god as a mathematician.
