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Have you ever stopped and thought - Am I real? Is this a dream?

Are you in a coma?

When people tell you to wake up, are they telling your true self to wake up?

Are you really real?

Is the world around you a HD fallacy?

:eek:
Nutella is real and has always been and always will be. You on the other hand...:colondollar:

-"Newt Tell Ya"
I often wonder whether I'm a product of somebody else or not.

Am I CT? Am I the Mod Team?

Am I real?
You'll be getting a visit from Morpheus soon...
I get this all the time :yep:
Have you ever thought about how the brain named itself? :ninja:
Original post by Roving Fish
Are you in a coma?

When people tell you to wake up, are they telling your true self to wake up?

Are you really real?

Is the world around you a HD fallacy?

:eek:


This has been proposed before as an actual possibility so I don't know why it is in the Under the Bridge section.We don' know what awaits us when we die and only then will we know for certain whether this is real or not and then we still may not know, as we could just die before we know(if you do simply die on death).
Yes, I totally believe this life is a dream.
ye especially since I'm always doing different stuff from everyone else lol. Everyone else seems so boring all the time. They don't live life to their full potential :haughty:
Original post by BurstingBoobles
Have you ever thought about how the brain named itself? :ninja:


Holy ****ing **** :eek:
YES I USED TO THINK THIS ALL THE TIME! But do you know when I really questioned my existence, it was always after something mortifying had happened and the world seems to stop for a moment and you think IS THIS REAL? AM I REAL? DID THIS REALLY JUST HAPPEN?
Original post by Plantagenet Crown
Yes, I totally believe this life is a dream.


Do you actually? :redface:
Surely absolutely nothing is real then.

What makes something real?

When you are in your dreams, it is real, when you realise you are in a dream, it somehow ceases to be a reality. I think reality is more a frame of mind than an actual quantifiable state.

I'd say this is pretty real though, I can feel pain, emotions, physical stimuli etc

Dreams are real though imo, they just have no direct bearing on our 'other' life because they're not all connected chronologically in their own way.

That was a weird post to make for me lol
I don't think dreams are ever really convincing enough to 'fool' you that they are real. I always have this kind of odd feeling when I'm dreaming that 'I' somehow 'know' that 'I'm' dreaming. When I wake, I'm sure I'm awake.

However, I do think this isn't always true for some people in some situations. Taking psychoactive drugs can cause the two to blur and confuse people. Also some illnesses result in similar unusual brain states.

Isn't there some religion (part of Buddhism?) that claims we are all in a dream, dreamed of by the Gods? Or was that on Star Trek DS9? :teehee:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality;
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oo-o-o-o-oo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sending shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oo-o-o--oo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all...




I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, (Gallileo),
Gallileo, (Gallileo),
Gallileo Figaro - (magnifico-o-o-o-o!)
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
(He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity)

Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let me go-o-o-o-o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no no no-no-
Oh mama mia, mama mia, (mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside
for me
for me
for) ME!



So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
I just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here



Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters...
to-o me..

no problem.. :smile:
Lmao I actually stopped and thought this last week. It happens from time to time.

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