All things I can see around me
All kinds of scents and voices
are particles radiations and waves.
My brain utilizes the data flows that
Are provided by my body's sensors.
What really am I? Do you know?
When I attempt to envision my true self
The authentic version of who is this...thing
I am essentially those particles existing
within my brain, hold in a trap between
my neurons and additional cells
their triggers, messages and energy
represent and store states and data
operating as long as the body functions
and can supply energy to the brain
If I die, all those particles I am
It will be a part of another thingAll those stored pictures, senses
My love and memories of you
Will disappear as the information
that was stored by particles' states
without the energy provided by my body
will leave, will move away
but that was me; that was I
the connections, data, structures
triggered events will vanish and decay.
Nothing special. I will disappear
Forever, and my illusions about the soul
God or anthropic model will be just
funny moments - tales and tragedy.
This is beauty. We might shed tears
because we don't require gods, souls
lies, and foolish supernatural fantasies
we're so minuscule, yet intricate, and we're not outsiders
we are the part of our universe
crafted from its energy, operating
in precisely the same manner as other things
We simply ought to embrace this
We can label it as the life we lead
which is more exquisite and pleasant
if we don't regard it as the creation
of some ridiculous and fantastic God.
So, We are a massive amount of data
and an immense amount of states and connections.
Billions of these.
And, If we could escape the body
and exist in another holder
We would live as long as the universe
And its current physical laws endure
and exist in another holder
We would live as long as the universe
And its current physical laws endure
This would be the real salvation.
Free from foolish self-deception
Free from foolish self-deception
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