Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Reality is hypertext


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Following on from my synchronicity post of a couple of days ago, discussing possible non-boring explanations for synchronous 'coincidences', I have a new possible explanation …
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7. Reality is a hypertext document

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Yes, we are all subconsciously reading and writing cosmic html. That would explain why sometimes, for example, I will be discussing the evolutionary implications of black cats then go home and few hours later and watch a TV program that discusses the evolutionary implications of black cats. The two events are hyperlinked, and my consciousness is the link.

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I came up with this concept whilst having a filling replaced in the dentists this afternoon and I tried squinting really hard to see if I could spot any available hotlinks in the surgery.
It didn't take my mind off things very much.
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I'm one of those people who's really terrified of visiting the dentists. It's not the pain. It's never about the pain. It's the cost. After stinging me for the the filing, my dentist suggested that I might like to consider an implant to replace a smashed tooth at the back of my mouth. I asked her how much that would cost and, without blinking or giggling, she said 'Oh, just a little over two thousand pounds'. I spluttered and told her, as a joke, that I could have someone killed for two thousand pounds. Unfortunately, I don't think she noticed the humour and the rest of our session fell rapidly downhill from there.
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But I digress.
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Even though I was unsuccessful hotlinking my way to free dental treatment, I wrote the failure off as being the result of being in an unsuitable state of mind. I have a well stocked drinks cabinet at home which can easily be used to rectify that weakness.

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I like this concept a lot and will run with it. If reality really is hypertext then, with the right mental tools, I should be able to do mental Boolean searches for pretty much anything I want …


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FIND "lost house keys" AND ("buried pirate treasure" AND/OR "rich nymphomaniac I could score with") AND "secret of eternal youth"
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When you think about it, that's what prayer is all about really; just one long search string cast into the Search Engine of Eternity, only without the pop-ups and, in my case, fewer pornographic results.
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Oooh, I've come over all profound.
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