Just as the universe has no other hands but ours, it has no other opinions or judgment but ours, no other brush to paint with than ours, no other funky dance moves but ours, no other lovesongs or newborn babies or spatchcock chicken recipes but ours. Of course, it has no ability to wage war, pollute, commit genocide or whistle in public but ours either, so you take the good with the bad. You might not like every song or painting or holocaust, but they’re all equally valid in a dream sense the way war movies and romantic comedies are equally valid in a cinematic sense. You represent a suspended-disbelief perspective; your belief that the matrix is real doesn’t make it real, it makes it seem real.
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