Right, but chances are that tomorrow is going to happen and that in summer the sun will shine and in winter there will be some snow.
Or that the sun has never shown for us and everything runs perfectly according to the rules because we’re running a program.
I really have lost all basis of reality in reality and there’s no religion there to pick me back up.
The rules are the rules because they hold up to how we observe them, but rests upon an assumption Descartes made a long time ago we were very happy to latch on to.
A side note, if this is The Matrix, I’d like to let it be known to any agents that I’m totally willing and able to go the full Cypher route. I, for one, welcome our new insect overlords.