The Matrix is scary. Just remember, the only place you will ever have a real conversation, the only people you will ever REALLY talk to, are the people in The Community playing The Game.
You and I, right now, are actually, really, truly communicating. There is no subtext to what I'm saying to you right now.
I have no hidden agenda. I'm just one dude communicating with another on a message board for our mutual benefit, mostly because it pleasures me to connect with another human being who lives in reality. Because on some level, I think that writing things to others will help me organize my own thoughts.
And if it helps you too, that gives me pleasure as well.
If you can find some deeper reason why I'm writing this message that I haven't revealed, I'd be fascinated to hear it.
(Unlike my first post tonight where I was clearing stroking my ego, sigh. I need to stop that.)
I find deep irony and perhaps a bit of peace in the fact that you, whoever you are, wherever you are, if you even exist, in addition to other people in message groups like this one, are the only people to whom I actually relate.
Any interaction I have in real life with another guy is in the matrix. I never speak the truth, because 'revealing the matrix' is often dangerous to my social status. It could earn me labels that lower my status.
I have a lot of respect for you and everyone here and on mASF and anywhere else where people talk about REALITY.
I think of it in terms of layers. If you "can't" dig down to the next layer with someone, you're talking to them through the matrix.
You are asking that "Hitch" break the matrix by digging into the TRUTH. They're not interested in that. They're in the matrix.
It's all in the matrix. Radio, television, your family, your government. It's all roleplaying and facades and surface-level discussions. The truth is obscured by layers upon layers of noise. The signal is faint.
As an experiment, it's on my list to game an expendible chick, say an HB8, and once we have a relationship of some kind, COMPLETELY EXPOSE the MATRIX to her.
I don't think most women are capable of seeing the matrix. If you've ever heard of the sapir-whorf hypothesis, it states that language shapes thought.
(And in my mind infers that if you lack words for certain concepts, you may not be able to grasp them as well.)
I believe that gender shapes thought even more than language. As evidence, I refer back to the sapir-whorf hypothesis in the reverse sense:
men and women use different vocabulary to describe "the same" things. This is where we get "********."
I think men are gifted with the ability to "step back" much more so than women, and that's why we can see the matrix and they can't. We aren't so clouded by emotion. We have it, but we can largely identify when it's screwing with us.
Using this logical brain, this stepping out of the matrix, I can model (although never fully understand) what it might be like to be a feminine woman.
A simple model might be that every day, every moment, you are presented with a series of, say, 10 arbitrary things. Feelings, thoughts, physical senstations, appearances, whatever.
And every moment, every day, you constantly pick the best one (the one you like most for reasons you don't necessarily bother to understand or explain to yourself.)
That leads you somewhere. You are then presented with the same choice again, but different options.
A woman guides her life that way.
Men, I believe, have some of this, but also a great deal of 'in their head' planning, consideration of not just now, but tomorrow, and the day after. Detatched thinking. Out of the matrix.
I've rambled again, but for these reasons, revealing the matrix to a woman, I believe, is impossible. But I'd like to try it.
I think I'd just get some ******** spit back at me and probably kill the attraction, which is why it would need to be an expendible girl. (Hot enough to screw but not to keep?)
I think being with a woman who understood the matrix would be the ultimate intellectual connection. When I see through the matrix, the importance of everything else fades.
If a man and woman could see through the matrix, I think it would be the ultimate high. Pure pleasure, experience, love, existence, peace, truth. Nothing more, nothing less.