The five senses
prove that this reality—
or what we perceive as 'reality'—
is really just the construct—
or the meat ‘n' potatoes—
of a computer simulation—
the results of
a countless arrangement
of zeros and ones—
with some fat programmer at the helm—
thick glasses on the bridge of his nose,
carpel tunnel syndrome in his wrist,
and orange stains on the tips of his fingers—
and that this programmer—
surprise, surprise—
is in another simulation, helmed by another—
and he exists in another and in another, ad infinitum
Jeff Gangwer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-five-senses-ad-infinitum/
