If we are all living in a simulation, when did it begin?

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It could have began 5 minutes ago, and we'd never know. There could have been a trillion complete universal lifetimes from big bang or whatever to the destruction of the universe. We could be in one of an infinite number of simulations. The only way to know would be to leave the simulation or somehow gather information on what's going on outside of it. Base reality could have 300 spatial dimensions and enough information that even a tiny, tiny slice of it couldn't possibly be brought back into our simulation simply because our reality couldn't contain enough information from base reality for it to be of any use to us.

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It could have began 5 minutes ago, and we'd never know.

The concept of time outside the simulation has little meaning.

Also the past doesn't exist so time is a projection based on is remembering that things just happened, and seeing other evidence that things happened before now.

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Every time you go to sleep the simulation resets how would you know any different? You lose consciousness and boom the world is black unless you dream until you wake up

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That could be. There's so little we really know about the world.

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Good points to ponder.

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[–] [deleted] • 3 pts

Could have started yesterday, and all our memories are implanted memories.

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My heart stopped and I was in a medically-induced coma for 3 days in '92. There was no awareness of those 3 days. It was no different than a quick nap, not even. I was, and I was again. Sometimes, a deep sleep comes close, like when you awake and can't tell if it's 7am or 7pm. Anytime you lose consciousness and gain it again could be the beginning of a new simulation.

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[–] [deleted] • 2 pts

Personally, I think we're all prisoners of war in some sort of tortuous mind prison which is why the good times never last very long and death is often long and painful - at least until we find a way out (for example, as shown by the middle ages painting of a guy lifting up the sky and seeing a completely different reality behind the curtain). But perhaps I'm more optimistic than the other commenters...