There is something so special about being concious - something precious and undefinable, that I would be surprised if an intractable connection to reality where

There is something so special about being concious - something precious and undefinable, that I would be surprised if an intractable connection to reality where not intrinsic to it. I would be surprised if the programmed representations of things which I have long played and worked with, the symbols, numbers, vectors and virtual objects; could actually have some conciousness of their own - as though the only likely difference between simulation and reality is just a matter of scale and/or perspective.