The morning was thick and foggy, quiet and windless; time seemed to stand still. I savored the autumn air and the view, knowing 99% that this morning would forever remain etched in the universe's memory.
The morning was thick and foggy, quiet and windless; time seemed to stand still. I savored the autumn air and the view, knowing 99% that this morning would forever remain etched in the universe's memory.
Do you think the universe is conscious? I do not. It just does what it does.
Memory and consciousness are different things. A computer has memory, a blockchain has memory, but no consciousness.