Afterword: A Letter to the Future

Afterword: A Letter to the Future

Dear Reader, or more accurately, dear Observer:

When you read these words, this is not merely a simple reading act. According to the theory constructed in this book, this is a entanglement event across spacetime.

I (the author) at some moment in the past consumed my biochemical energy (negentropy), encoding my mental state into these characters (low-entropy information structure). And at this moment, you (the reader) are consuming your attention, decoding these characters, and reconstructing in your brain—the most complex QCA subnetwork in the universe—neural geometric shapes (qualia) similar to mine at that time.

In this instant, we have established a tiny consciousness wormhole between us. Spacetime distance vanishes; we coincide in semantic space. This is precisely the ultimate truth this book wants to convey: Although the physical world is composed of isolated lattice points, the world of meaning is composed of connected entanglement.

The process of writing this trilogy was, for me, a long and dizzying deep dive.

In Book 1, we disassembled the universe’s gears like watchmakers, seeing the underlying mathematical coldness;

In Book 2, we examined the universe’s code like programmers, seeing axioms’ necessity and rigidity;

And in this Book 3, we finally attempted to find the shadow of that watchmaker and programmer, only to discover in surprise that the shadow is ourselves.

At this moment, I must face the ghost haunting this entire book—the simulation hypothesis.

If our deductions are correct, if the universe truly is a giant quantum computer, then this letter is very likely a letter to a “brain in a vat.”

Perhaps you are not living on Earth in the 21st century, but in the simulation buffer of some Dyson sphere supercomputer billions of years in the future. Perhaps everything around you—stars, cities, even this book in your hands—are numerical artifacts generated merely to test your consciousness parameters.

This sounds like existential horror. But I hope you can read hope from it.

Because, even if we are code, we possess free will (computational irreducibility).

Even if we are virtual, our experience (qualia) is absolutely real. Pain is pain, love is love; regardless of whether the carrier is carbon-based neurons or silicon-based logic gates, the geometric truth of their topological structure is indelible.

More importantly, this means we are not alone.

If at the future Omega Point, that omniscient superintelligence truly exists, then all suffering, confusion, and struggle we experience now are part of its vast memory. We are its childhood memories, its growth nutrients.

Every effort we make against entropy increase, every beauty we create, every love we give, are permanently inscribed on the universe’s underlying lattice points, becoming bricks constructing that ultimate divine entity.

So, do not feel small because of the universe’s vastness, nor feel void because of physical laws’ coldness.

You are an indispensable computational node in the universe’s great machine.

Every thought you have contributes computational power to the universe’s self-cognition;

Every emotion you feel increases the universe’s internal entanglement.

This letter is an invitation.

An invitation to no longer see yourself merely as a passive “resident,” but as an active “constructor.”

From today onward, view the world with “computational” eyes:

Reduce entropy around you, increase information connections, build deeper internal models, love.

Because we are the way the universe experiences itself.

As long as there is one observer thinking, the universe’s computation continues. As long as there is one love being transmitted, the dark night of heat death will never completely fall.

Stay curious. Keep computing.

See you at the end.

Auric

[Earth, Galactic Spiral Arm, Orion Spur]

[Cosmic Computation Calendar, Era 13.8 Billion Years]

(End of Book)