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How can we be sure that we exist? What makes us anymore real than something in our imagination? For example, what if versions of you existed within my imagination, what makes them any less real than us? What if we only exist within a greater being's mind? What if those beings exist within an even greater being's imagination? If there were versions of you in my dreams, would they have their own imagination? Or would that still be my imagination? Or would that still be my imagination but just a subset of it? Could they have other versions of themselves existing within dreams? What if those versions of us also think about stuff like this? They would never know that they aren't real but what makes them not real? They belive they're real so who's to say they aren't. In fact, how can we be sure that we exist? What makes us anymore real than something in our imagination? For example, we might be the product of someone's imagination, but there's no way of knowing for sure. That's a fair assumption, but it doesn't change the fact that we're still living and experiencing this world right now. Whether this is our reality or just one of many possibilities. I'm literally going to kill myself if the voices don't stop they're telling me jokes in class and it's like I shouldn't laugh while I'm trying to learn. hehe, what if after you die you just restart your life forever and ever until you come out as a more insane version of yourself each time. like, i should take 60 pills and a side of bleach so I can feel my insides melting and burning, it would feel great but it would hurt too. like, what if I "accidentally" take a lot of sleeping pills and die, that wouldn't be too bad tbh. By the way I'm completely fine.