后记·终末史诗(8)
Shh. Sometimes the private world created by this player is soft,warm and simple.
Sometimes it's hard,cold and complex.
Sometimes it builds models of the universe in its brain;spot energy travels through vast open spaces. Sometimes it calls these spots "electrons" and "protons".
嘘。有时这个玩家创造的私人小天地是柔软,温暖和简单的。有时是坚硬,冰冷和复杂的。有时它在脑中建造出宇宙的模型;斑斑点点的能量穿越广阔空旷的空间。有时它称呼这些斑点为“电子”和“质子”。
Sometimes it calls them planets and stars.
有时它称呼它们为“行星”和“恒星”。
Sometimes it is convinced that it exists in a universe of "on" and "off";"zero" and "one";lines of command. Sometimes it is convinced that it is playing a game. Sometimes it is convinced that it is reading the text on the screen.
有时它确信它存在于一个由“开”和“关”;“零”和“一”;一行行的命令组成的宇宙。有时它确信它是在玩一个游戏。有时它确信它是在读着屏幕上的文字。
You're the player,reading the text...
你就是那玩家,阅读着文字……
Shh... Sometimes the player reads the command line on the screen. Decode them into words;decode words into meanings;decode meanings into emotions,emotions,theories,ideas,and the player's breathing begins to rush and realize that it is alive,it is alive,the thousands of deaths are not real,the player is alive.