CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Well I don't think I'm real I think it's just my brain controlling me but then who is this "me" I'm talking abuot and for that matter who is this "I" well I (no pun intended!) guess it's just my brain but if I am my brain that mean's I am MY brain and therefore my brain is saying I'm my brain so it's just the brain okay all of it the brain knows it's just a brain and tries to make sense of it and that's what I am, this process of sense-making I supposed which is just made by the brain so as you can see my whole consciouness is just an illuison right but how do I KNOW that hmm let's think about that BUT WHO'S DOING THE THIKING look there must be something going on here or else I wouldn't be typing this would I, no, my brain is making me BUT WHO IS ME NOW do I just mean my body or something or am I saying there's something more NO THERE CAN'T BE IT'S ALL BIOLOGY LOL everything I'm doing now was predestined with the dawning of the universe and when I die there will be nothing left not even a "me" to perceive the nothing so don't you see death isn't "rest" it's just the end got that I know ti's a hard concept to crasp but so is infinity and when you think about it ever-lasting life wouldn't work either because nothing lasts forever not even the Earth and the sky BDM, sorry, so what happens when you die I hear you ask well it's like at the end of Terminator 2 when Arnie goes all SYSTEM FAILURE you just fade away and know no more so what's the point in living I hear you ask well there is none and anyway I may as well keep typing forever and that will save the little children won't it no it won't there's no saving them HAHAHAHA ONIONS.