Metafisica [portable]

He thought of the "solid" city of Oakhaven. He thought of the way a cup of coffee felt warm in his hand—a sensation that was really just electrical signals interpreted by a mind that might just be a ghost in a biological machine. He took her hand.

"Is it the properties?" Elias asked, skipping the pleasantries. If reality was breaking, there was no time for small talk. "Are the 'redness' of an apple and the 'redness' of a sunset no longer linked?" Metafisica

It wasn't locked. It simply wasn't functioning as a door. Elias sighed, adjusted his glasses, and sat back down. "The glitch is getting worse," he muttered. He thought of the "solid" city of Oakhaven

¿Qué problemas intenta resolver un metafísico hoy en día? adjusted his glasses