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I'm unemployed and live with my parents, out in what remains of the dense green forest north of Lake Ontario where I was born and raised. Then again, I lived in Japan for three years teaching English, and before that studied quantum physics at the University of Toronto. So I guess I'm not a complete loser, by the standards of the dominant culture. Not that those standards mean much to me, these days.
Up until a year ago, my reality (if you could've called it that) was a cramped cell whose walls I couldn't even see. Hell, I thought I was free! And was willing to justify any sort of atrocity, so long as that freedom was 'protected'. Yeah, that's right; it's only been a year since I figured out how thoroughly we all got conned on 9/11. So I approach the universe with a bit more humility these days, a bit more of an open mind than I used to.
I spent a long time as a transhumanist, convinced that transcension was to be found in a microchip. My future as a neutronium sphere just didn't seem that appealing, though, and I finally figured out that Bostrom's simulation argument was basically irrefutable, and that, essentially, we had to be living inside God's Dream. And that throws a whole new spin on what's feasible, possible, and conceivable in this universe.
Ahhh, but you're reading this to know the nuts and bolts, yes? Not the philosophy. Well, then, I grew up, as I said, in the Canadian forest, north of Kingston, Ontario, an honors student in all subjects, for the most part an impractical youth with his head in the clouds and his nose in a book, obsessed with science fiction and role-playing games. Thinking to become a science fiction writer, I moved to Toronto and studied physics, imagining the scientific background would give me the grounding I needed to write Good Stuff. After graduating I spun my wheels for a year working as an office temp (and getting introduced to the hard reality that Good Jobs do not as a rule exist for recent grads in the decaying 21st century economy), and thus, like so many others, departed for Tokyo where I lived for three years, teaching my language and studying theirs. It's been four months since I came back to Canada (I'm still not sure why), and I still don't have a job, but then, I haven't looked, because I have very little interest in becoming just one more interchangeable component of the Machine. In the meantime, I study, I seek, and I try to understand just what the hell is going on in this world.