Game Theory

 

I’m actually borrowing the term and using it the way Bostrom used the term, “Simulation Theory,” as a way of talking about one of the very unlikely scenarios which may explain why we are here.

For this entry, I am referring to Game Theory as a more likely explanation. I only float this theory because it just happens to make more sense to me. The part of this theory I’m probably using incorrectly is the term, “theory”.

I am not really suggesting that I have sorted this out mathematically; I haven’t. I’m just in the very early stages of an unsupported thought experiment. It simply makes more sense to me to imagine this “simulation” as a means to experience joy through our authorized drama. I don’t have any issue with the idea that the forces of The Universe had to preordain myself and yourself, but I cannot think of any example where nature has evolved for no good reason. This idea of reasonable order supports the idea of a more orderly organizer. I tend to refer to The Author as God, but if that doesn’t work for you, call it by another name and stay with me for a moment.

Suppose The Creator built this tiny set as a background for the story of you. Of course, in that case, God would fashion a universe, with stars and planets and God would set up one planet for the experience He would like to try. With this idea in mind, it is not difficult to see why the stage should be set before He embodied you. If you’d been here to witness the making of the set, you’d never fall for it. So there was a moment – one which you don’t even remember – where you were supposedly born. We take it for granted, even though we are not even an eye witness to our own birth. We all just assume it had to start somewhere, at some point. So we defer to others for the most critical evidence supporting what we judge as reality; we only have circumstantial evidence that we were ever born. I am fairly certain you are like myself in that you have memories which go back only so far, and before that, you only have stories; none of which you recall.

I only set things up this way to show that we cannot really know how this game began and it would seem to me that this restriction is one of the reasons it works. If I could remember my life as a star, I might not feel so significant as the part I am presently playing. And who am I, if I am the actor? God.

If this experience could be a simulation, then it seems reasonable to suggest there must be a simulator. And if we can’t accept that idea, then the same theory would still apply to any other, reasonable explanation. And if this is a simulation, I don’t think it would be ridiculous to consider the idea that this life is really, only a game.

Which brings me around to my theory. What are the rules and how is it won?

As myself, I try to use the OBC (On-Board Computer) to think of the incredible void God must have been experiencing when He dreamed up me. Otherness was only a concept and God knew that He could not experience otherness and remember who He was at the same time. In order to occupy the vessel He’d formed, He would need to temporarily give up His knowledge and memory of having created it. I have no memory of when I became me.

So am I suggesting that I am God? Of course I am. I don’t think there is any other possible explanation. So do I think I am your God? Not at all. I think we are One. The whole idea is for us to believe we are somehow other-than the other. You are God, believing you are you and I am God, believing I am me. We are both parts of One experiment where otherness is the objective.

The goal, however, is to win. The only way to win this game would be to rediscover our Oneness and experience the joy intended with that Love as the fuel.

The only way you will lose this game is by failing to Love One Another. The only hope for bliss is the joy we’d discover if we found this treasure.

If we do not manage to Love and experience joy together, this entire game will be scrapped for the next scene.

Instead of forgetting that we are God, we will – in the case of scrapping – forget ourselves as we are at present.

Let us Love, find Joy and spread that, and let us remember who we are now and then.