I always had a feeling that something is terribly wrong about this world we live in. I had a feeling that this world is a dream and I'm the 'god' or creator or protagonist. Plato described that in his short story named "The Allegory of the Cave". It's about three men kept prisoner inside a cave since they were born. They are chained down so they cannot move. Plus, their heads are chained so they can't even move their heads. All they can see is a wall. On that wall, they are able to see certain shadows from the people behind the prisoners, and these people would carry things like jars, dolls, and food across the cave. So the shadows on the wall were what the prisoners considered to be the only reality. One day, one of the prisoners was released and able to see the world for what it truly was. It took him a while to comprehend things and adjust his eyes to the light of the sun, but finally he was able to see that the shadows which he once considered to be the only reality were actually a minuscule part of the universe.
So what was the point of telling that story? I think I'm in this situation. I think that I'm chained to the wall and I'm only allowed to see a little part of reality. I think I'm dreaming. Just like in the Inception.
So the only way I can find out the truth is to kill myself. 1 of 3 things would surely happen:

a. I wouldn't be able to kill myself. Like i'd be immortal, as some sort of force in the universe would stop me.

b. I would "wake up" and find out that the true reality is quite similar to prisoner's.

c. I would start dreaming a different dream.

Choice B would probably happen to me, but then A comes into play. I can't kill myself. Turns out I'm too afraid to do it. What if I'm wrong and I'm not actually dreaming? Then everything I care about would have gone to waste. So I'm living in an eternal dream where I'm the god who can't be immortal, while you all are mere puppets created to interact with me. It truly is the only scenario that makes any hint of logical sense. I'm immortal.

Although, from your point of view, it could be you who's the god and I'm just a figment of your imagination. I suppose we'll never know.

 

deep

 

Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only person in the world truly "concious" like everyone else is just something that I dreamed of. Sometimes I wonder if everybody is just something I came up with, they're just figments of my imagination and nothing else is real but my conciousness. I don't like being philosophical but I completely understand what you mean.

 

Maybe you're the god and we're your muppets. Maybe not. We'll never know.

 

Interesting vsauce covering this concept.

 

I used to sometimes think that the whole world was fake and this life was just a test screwing with my mind and everyone was a robot omfg idfk @_@

 

I calm myself that way sometimes.

 

That was interesting

 

I think that was the creepiest thing I've read in a while.

 

Mind = Blown

 

I've thought about this a lot before.

 

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Yup. I get the same felling.
Sometimes I just wonder if I'm the only one and like everyone else are just like Robots.. Or something :/

 

Yea... I just think what time is it till lunch during my classes :3

 

I for one see order and come to the conclusion that it had to originate from something rather than nothing


Apologetics Press - “How Come Earth Got All the Good Stuff?”

 

Tbh I've thought about this before, but I don't believe it. If you have a religion you 100% believe in, there is no reason to worry about what seems to be nonsense like this.

 

If anything, pizza is the only thing that is true in this reality.

 

It will cross a lot of others minds, just live it to the fullest I think.

 

Exactly. God'll look after you if you're in a religion that you fully believe in.