Simulated Universe
A person carrying a trashcan meets you. He crouches down and shows you his treasured trashcan.
“This is an incredulous space.” He beckons. Then, he tosses out some collections of pitiful love poems from the trashcan to make some space for you.
In a hushed voice, he says, “Put your waste in it, and the items will evolve into an advanced awareness, then come running out energetically on their own!”

You: Toss your trash in!^[1]
You: Leave. You are not interested in trashcans.