for all i know ive constructed a magnificantly imaginitive fantasy world and the result of that is that i cant tell whether or not people in it are there because i put them there or because they actually are real, exist, and i am interacting with things that are made of the same *stuff* as me.
for all i know my imagination has the ability to actually create matter. and for all i know my imagination could be so powerful that any thing that i think is matter is actually just vaccuum and i invented it, and its not really there, and i can only see it, feel it, hear it, taste it, smell it because i imagine that i can. i could be god.
2007-04-05 05:58:42 · 12 answers · asked by smiley754888 1 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
Go to the local grave yard and say, "rise". If nothing happens then take two aspirin and call me in the morning.
If something happens, run.
2007-04-05 06:07:18 · answer #1 · answered by 10 Point Shoe-In 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
You seem like you are stoned, or probably in a paranoic reality. maybe autistic? meh
in all honesty, if you've read up on existentialism you would think so. Commonly we share the same experience of reading sartre, is sartre a figment of your imagination? Why have I specifically went to answer your question?
I could think the same about you, the only reality we know is our own, our own understanding of the universe is but a series of constructs created by imagination and influence of cultural/genetic factors.
how can your imagination create matter? you mean if you think you can pick up a pen and do you've automatically influenced the course of history? meh, insignifigance as a single grain of sand on the beach. your imagination can be lmitless, but so can everyone. you're not the special snowflake :)
2007-04-05 13:10:53 · answer #2 · answered by the khemist 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
i guess not exisiting is cool. i sometimes and wake up and think about when it will all end and i look at my hand and i feel my heart beat and i wonder if somewhere someone else is crying in dreamland because of the fear of what happens when the dream ends. and i dont want to know but the knowing is unavoidable. and so i go through the day knowing that none of it really matters eventhough it is all so beautiful. and sometimes i hate you but only because i cant do more and i love you because of the way it feels to love and do good things that dont matter...and thats cool. like caring about the people on t.v. and in books that dont exsist.
2007-04-05 17:58:27 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
On the other hand, your imagination might be totally imaginary! Imagine that! How do you even know you've got an imagination?
And who put that idea into your head that you are god? You're not. The lady sitting next to me is a goddess, and she knows!
2007-04-05 13:08:21 · answer #4 · answered by Always Hopeful 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
We exist somwhere but not here.
'This' is in your head and you are currently asleep on your front door step. It's been a late night and you should wake up and go inside, it's cold out.
2007-04-06 13:46:56 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
It sounds to me like a case of mind over matter! If you don't mind! Than it don't matter!!
2007-04-05 13:20:17 · answer #6 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Watch the movie/documentary, 'What the BLEEP do we know?' (yes, the word bleep is in the title)
2007-04-05 13:08:22 · answer #7 · answered by Keta 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Yes,I don't like to be the center of attention.
2007-04-09 12:23:49 · answer #8 · answered by Candi Apples 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Smoke on, brother.
2007-04-05 13:06:52 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Dude, you're insane. Now get the hell out of my computer. ALL OF YOU!
2007-04-05 13:07:04 · answer #10 · answered by Ferret 4 · 2⤊ 0⤋