You Are Not Experiencing Reality — You Are Running It

By Victor Langheld

Everyone loves to say they are “conscious of the world.”
Wrong. You are not conscious of anything. You are running a private analogue simulation built from digital crumbs.

Nothing continuous ever enters your head. What crosses boundaries are spikes, pulses, packets, photons — dead little tokens. From those, your brain fabricates colour, depth, pain, love, God, purpose, childhood, destiny. The world you swear is “out there” is a rendered dashboard.

Your eyes do not receive a landscape.
They receive electrical noise.

Your ears do not receive voices.
They receive oscillations.

Your “self” does not live at the centre of reality.
It is a graphic element inside the model — a persistence-tracking widget labelled “I am.”

And the ancient sages? They felt the simulation soften — boundaries dissolve, segmentation drop, the model quieten — and they screamed: Universal Consciousness!
No. That was just the interface temporarily losing resolution.

They were not touching the Absolute.
They were glitching.

The bitter pill: consciousness is not a miracle.
It is an analogue representation generated by constrained processing.

You don’t inhabit the universe.
You simulate one.

And the thing you defend most fiercely — the sacred I — is not the owner of the simulation.

It is just one more icon on the screen.

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