So anyway, tonight I was feeling a bit philosophical, and ended up ranting to my mate on msn. I confused him thoroughly and probably convinced him I'm mad, but this is what I came up with.
Maybe I'm crazy, but I see things different, and everyone sees me as crazy, but I don't, and I see them as normal, and I see myself Interacting with them, but in reality I'm actually some crazy guy walking around talking to himself.
Actually... In that case, maybe this world doesn't exist.
Maybe it's all just an invention of my mind, or maybe I'm just the invention of some other persons mind and I appear to have conscious thought because that person thinks this world is real, and not an invention of their own mind.
If it's all just an invention of my mind, maybe I just see others as having conscious thought, and when I can't see them, or am not interacting with them, they don't exist, because they're all just an invention of my crazy mind. So even when you type back saying, no you're just crazy, it's actually just my mind imagining that you're typing that back, when in actual fact you don't actually exist, and I'm just imagining you. So that would mean that I'm the only person who has conscious thought in this world I invented in my mind.
Maybe that's why sometimes I catch a glimpse of something quickly in my mind, then a few months or years later I experience it and remember that instance when I caught a glimpse of it, because this world is entirely my invention and so you know everything that ever will happen, and ever has happened. But I don't actually know everything that has ever happened, is happening and ever will happen, because it's all just an invention of my mind, so I just think it is happening. I just think of a situation, and then a couple of years down the track, my mind remembers that situation and creates it.
It's even entirely possible that humans aren't even real, maybe they can't actually exist. I could actually be some alien that's sulphur based, thinking that carbon based life forms are possible, though in reality carbon is too unstable to be a basis of life. Hell, it's possible that none of the elements that I know actually exist. Maybe things just are. Maybe there are no building blocks for matter, maybe matter is just solid, not made out of atoms.
Maybe matter doesn't exist, maybe everything is just energy, and all I am is a spark of energy that somehow, in some strange way gained a thought process. Maybe I'm the only remaining thing from a universe of sorts, the only remaining piece of energy, and apart from one tiny piece of energy that is me, there is nothing.
Perhaps all of this world does exist, but I don't maybe I'm a bolt of lightning, and in the billionth of a second that I exist, I managed to consume a humans thought patterns and gain an understanding of this world, or a loose understanding. And all the years of my life are actually just a billionth of a second long, but I don't see them that way.
Now, I could go on, but I'm sure I've freaked you all out enough with my crackpot theory, but then again, maybe it isn't a theory, maybe it's all true
Also maybe none of this makes sense, even though it makes complete rational sense to me as a theory, but then again, different ways of looking at things, maybe you people won't understand it.
Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right. - Salvor Hardin, From Isaac Asimov's "Foundation".