Is this real? Are we real? Are you, the reader, me, you the other me are we all in my head? Am I the only one, and everyone else is nothing, no one, nowhere? Am I the only one actually living and you, the reader who may not exist, are just a figment of my imagination? Numbers and pictures and words and posts all made to look like a person, but it's actually just my imagination? Could Eli, some one I know, not actually be here, not actually be insulting me jokingly but not joking at all? Are we all here, in this Universe, This dimension this plain of existence all alone? And no alien life has visited, because they have not been imagined yet? Could this phone I'm typing on not actually be doing anything at all, and I might be just typing this all in on a government simulation - or, has the new world order already arrived, but we are utterly blind to the world? Is this like the matrix, but - this might sound crazy - the government have used this to gain control, to keep us from overthrowing the unanimous government who are actually monitoring everything we do? Or, as I have previously stated but in a different light, are we each in our own personal simulations? Simulating everything that we'd see as real, and all the history, language, species, maybe even humans as a whole! Are all just to add to the willing suspension of disbelief? Although, if this were true, it wouldn't matter to this simulation, it'd be useless, if you were fake then what would you do to get me out? To risk your already eternal life for the real, breathing one, for all I know, I could actually be some form of insane, tentically mass of flesh and fungal matter, but there is no way to tell, unless I find a way out of this false reality. I am tired from all this thinking, I will leave you with these thoughts.
