“Very good lunch. Those algebraic expressions as garnish on the main Hilbert space were delicious!”
He waved his hand and looked back into the scape appearing. “It is all very disappointing. For the last aeons nothing even came close.”
She peered over his shoulder. “Those amorphous electrical clouds were cute.”
“But they had no way to evolve. Their tittering conversations made pretty lights, but it never got to a meta stage – the nature of being, that sort of thing.”
“Well, they seemed to demonstrate qualia.”
“In any case, they could not survive their sun’s big solar event when their planet’s poles decided to flip. No magnetosphere and poof!”
“We could roll back the simulation to an earlier snapshot.”
“You are willing to do that to their whole universe? Think of all the other things evolving. All that life that never was!”
“None of it will know the difference. It is after all just a simulation.”
“Do the simulated dream of models?”
“We just have to pick the right rev to maximize success.”
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