I thought I was the only solipsist

I need my own imagination

What a ridiculous life

He was there he had it he knew too much and that was the death of him

The pain

How wild

He Lived two lives in half the time

Many did, I guess

God planted the tree of knowledge how pissy of him to think we would not eat its fruit

The only legal way to understand all is a very wild ride

I am jealous

I'm obsessed

We spend most of our existence dead

Why fear it? Life is a vacation

I pray to the god with the most expansive knowledge

I could read and write constantly all day everyday

All my life I have wanted to know everything

Existence is full of people who exist and people who pretend to exist

There are only 2 kinds of people, those who are, and those who are not

And it becomes immediately evident to me who are and who are not upon meeting them

Why are these pretenders part of our existence?

Solely for separation?

I am here

So I do not pretend

I should run the world

I want to create magnificently detailed experiences

Childlike philosophical ideals

I imagine an existence upon a reflective ether in which every action is mirrored back onto the event

Our minds only choose to acknowledge those that affect us

No

We choose them and that is the ONLY reason they affect us

What we perceive though is not all that exists

Which means if we are to attain a higher plane of existence then we must acknowledge more

And what wonders may come we do not know

Maybe some have achieved the aloft

Infinite power, The End

True death

I embrace it

What does this mean?

What is considered veritable theoretical physics?

I caution you, slow your eyes, your body, your mind and acknowledge all of your surroundings

Slow it to a halt

Time will not exist

Existence will be suspended and all will unfold