RND/ In which you consider the sad, conflicted feelings present in a ‘maya fresh’ Summer beach scene:
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A strange non-place of unadorned lust, painful longing, and contemplative Buddhistic philosophizing. All while Lie To Me by Chris Isaak plays in your empty head.
“She’s looks so happy and confident. My g0d.. what it would be to touch such a fresh and delectable creature, to taste her, to lay together in the cool waters of synthetic virtual reality, listen to her laugh and sing, talk for hours, a billion light years away from this hollow room where we wait for real fake life to begin. Anything, as long as it’s not here.”
// how to play big science