reality and the virtual world cannot fully serve as markers of existence, even in an age filled with simulations and replicas

suppose three kilometers from your home, there’s a man named mr. john

but you’ve never met him before, and for the rest of your life, you never will

now tell me - who is more real to you? me, who has spent all this time with you?

or that man, who exists but will never intersect with your life?