There is a real app called the "Universe Splitter." You can get it through the Apple App store. It's real, it's based on our current understanding of the "many worlds" interpretation of quantum mechanics. You type in two things you want to do, say, read a book or mow the lawn, and hit enter. It sends it off via the internet to a for-real random-number-generating Quantum computer in Geneva, Switzerland, and it sends you back an answer. If you read the book, then in the other, split universe just created, it told you to mow the lawn.
So I asked it: Should I tell others about the universe splitter app, or, should I read my book?
I’m in the universe where I should not tell others about the universe splitter app.
But here I am anyway, telling others about the universe splitter app.
So: either the universe _knew_ all along that I would do this, and doesn’t care,
Or: the universe knew I was going to tell everyone about the app anyway, so it gave me the answer it knew would make me do it*,
Or: I just broke the universe. **
If anyone notices the universe is hung up, I’m sorry.
Strange place, the 'ol universe. Somebody ought to sell tickets.
*Yes, the universe can be, and often is, a manipulatin’ SOB.
**Dad often told me I could break anything.
So I asked it: Should I tell others about the universe splitter app, or, should I read my book?
I’m in the universe where I should not tell others about the universe splitter app.
But here I am anyway, telling others about the universe splitter app.
So: either the universe _knew_ all along that I would do this, and doesn’t care,
Or: the universe knew I was going to tell everyone about the app anyway, so it gave me the answer it knew would make me do it*,
Or: I just broke the universe. **
If anyone notices the universe is hung up, I’m sorry.
Strange place, the 'ol universe. Somebody ought to sell tickets.
*Yes, the universe can be, and often is, a manipulatin’ SOB.
**Dad often told me I could break anything.