Not that I'm a nature worshipper but you know, stop saying brains are computers.
Brains aren't computers. The universe isn't a computer. A computer, oof, now that is a fucking computer am I right?
TLDR the world inside a computer is not the world outside a computer. That is why computers are special. That is why they work on paper and we endeavour to build them to be faithful to the paper. We invented computers lads. Fucking cool right? We invented a machine that can contain a machine inside of it and the machine inside cannot interrogate the machine outside. There is no outside! Understand it. Really understand how fucking cool that is.
It means if our spacetime is curved and the angles inside of a triangle do not add up to 180 degrees and then we build a computer, guess what number you get if you ask a computer to "make a triangle and calculate the sum of the inner angles, no mistakes"...
ONNNNNEEEEE HUNDREEEEEDDD AND EIIIIGGGHTY!
Fucking cool right? It's like this this is some kind of SANDBOX for doing maths or something. If only.
Humans do not process information. Information does not exist out there in the world. We invented it. We also invented consciousness. And colour. We also invented that.
Humans are already as conscious as anything could ever possibly be. That's why we can see and taste and hear things that don't exist. And you know what else is really cool? We can possess eachother. No shit.
Alright, I can't prove scientifially that I can ~control~ you. So what?
I can be absolutely convinced that I do. I can be absolutely convinced that I control me. In fact when I think about it I usually do, because I think about it, because it's an idea. It's not actually real. I don't actually exist. I think I exist, I assume you think I exist, because I think you exist, because it makes things a lot easier if we all think that's what is going on here.
Maybe I'm wrong though. Take salvia and walk barefoot on grass. What is it like to be the grass? Oh you didn't know? Yes, you are the grass too. Why do you think people cry when you cut down an old tree? Who's the crazy one? The person that believes they feel what the tree feels? Put them in an MRI and watch the mirror neurons light up. Pfft easy to explain, they're unwell. They've become neurotic.
I'm not though. I can hit a rubber hand with a hammer, just watch me! Ouch. Wait a second...