A Good Prank, Pondering Death & the Simulated Universe....
There's nothing I love more than a good prank, and if you can do it first thing in the morning, all the better. I'm standing on the subway platform and notice that a friend's wife is doing something on her phone, oblivious to what is going on around her. So consumed is she that I'm standing right by her, and she hasn't a clue I'm there.
I text her husband to text her that I'm standing 3 feet to her left, and a minute later she looks up and laughs. We hug and get on the subway together.
We chat about our work, and I show her a book I'm reading, "Requiem for a Dream," and we get to discussing religion. She knows that I'm very active with my religious community, yet, paradoxically enough, I'm a committed atheist.
How do I reconcile it all, she wonders. I have no clue, but I am certain there is no g-d, no heaven or hell, and that my best hope is that my "consciousness" will be recycled by whatever advanced civilization put this universe in motion. She laughs. "Well, I guess I'm just old fashioned," she muses. "Maybe so, but isn't it nice to believe...."