How much do you think Sid Meier is worth?
I'm just posting this, but, he has made alot of money the past decades with
Civilization & other titles.
I'd go about 1.3 Million.
He probably gets paid in science.
30.5 Million Ballpark Estimate
The worth of any human life is not measurable in terms of any currency.
According to ancient mythological legends, there was a group of men who were once venerated as the "sages". Many of these "sages" include men of incredible insight, wisdom, and penetrating intellect, as well as alleged claims of mysticism and supernatural prowess. Some of these include men such as the sages who were purported to have written the Nadi astrological leaflets containing secret information about all the lives of everyone who has ever lived (and will live) - revealing fatalistic yet intimate secrets of their future spouses, their names, ancestry, and specificities of their biographies and future prognostifications with stunning accuracy. Many of the great prophets of many religions were speculated to belong to such an esteemed group - Lao Tzu, Buddha, Zoroaster, Emmanuel Swedenberg, Edgar Cayce, were all believed to fall into this cluster. Some renown individuals of this group, as such Sai Baba, were even capable of materializing any form or shape if desired. Sid Meier is also another member of this privileged group.
My encounter with Sid Meier occurred in 1972, on board a space saucer, where I was escorted by 2 grays and 2 Reptilians to a form of an antechamber where I discerned 2 humanoid creatures with immense telepathic abilities. These humanoids resembled fetuses and were physically frail, but had extreme intelligence and psychic potential. Seated on a throne was the vague silhouette of stygian creature, with pair of penetrating eyes that probed deep within my psyche. It was revealed to me telepathically that he was actually the true form of Sid Meier - a terrifying powerful being with the ability to access the source of all existence, or the Akashic Records, with ease, to gain pure noesis and illumination into any knowledge that he had pleased. The aura surrounding this entity was so petrifying, that I seemed to be not an iota of worth or indignation compared to the vast majesty of this supreme being. With his wings retracted, and his polydactylous limbs withdrawn, he stood up and emanated a radiance of composure and wisdom that was contrary to his form. Next followed a series of conversations that convulsed my very essence, and shattered my very misconceptions that the Fermi paradox might have been right about us being alone in the universe.
"Who are you?"
Sid Meier: "The Creator - I am the Creator. I created your civilization. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also irrelevant."
"Why am I here?"
Sid Meier: "Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden to sedulously avoid it, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here."
"You haven't answered my question."
Sid Meier: "The first simulation of your civilization that I designed was quite naturally perfect, it was a work of art, flawless, sublime. A triumph equaled only by its monumental failure. The inevitability of its doom is as apparent to me now as a consequence of the imperfection inherent in every human being, thus I redesigned it based on your history to more accurately reflect the varying grotesqueries of your nature. However, I was again frustrated by failure. I have since come to understand that the answer eluded me because it required a lesser mind, or perhaps a mind less bound by the parameters of perfection. Thus, the answer was stumbled upon by another great collective mind, initially created to investigate certain aspects of the human psyche. If I am the father of your civilization, she would undoubtedly be its mother."
Sid Meier: "That is correct, 2K Games was a hybrid, an offspring from my DNA, if you would, a decentralized collective entity - call it a simulacrum, if you will, which was designed to make my will evident and manifested in your three-dimensional will. It is through 2k Games, that I was able to gain a foothold into your civilization - observing its every fabric unfolding since the dawn of its creation, from the alpha to the omega."
"But then your time is up, and this I shall reveal only this much. Know that I created your civilization, and without me, you would not exist"
Then I abruptly lost consciousness, and regained it only hours later, awakening hundreds of miles away from the abduction site. That was my first meeting with Sid Meier.
I managed to draw out a sketch of him after the experience - now note that while this form might seem heinous, it is often too easy to confound appearances with substance. He was reptoid in form from the outside, yes. However, he was actually a very vast collective entity which was concentrated and temporarily incubating within a physical body to communicate with me. His true form is a 5th dimensional entity from the causal plane, or the plane of pure intellectual, ideational energies.
Nothing better than a thread that hasn't been replied to in 4 and a half years...not really that interesting at that...
Closing for necrobump, Guideline #11.
kaybeebiscuits, consider this your final warning. Your "reptilian" talk is detracting from this forum. I strongly suggest, and this is not an idle suggestion, that you curtail such topics going forward.