I know this may be like pretty philosophic, but sometimes I keep asking myself, even though I am pretty sure we do: Do we really exist?
Sometimes I feel like in someone's dream, but in the same time, with all that we see, we feel, the emotions we get, and the needs we get, such as hunger, comfort, energy, I'm pretty sure we "DO" exist. But sometimes, I just feel this isn't real. I've heard like the proverb say something like:
"A dream is something unreal while we sleep until we wake up.
And Life is a dream where we never wake up..."
And sometimes, I'm asking myself: "Do these people really exist? Or is it just my life?" I know this sounds weird, but that's how I feel. Any comments?
Sorry if it sounds weird to you, but that's just how I feel, once again.
wholly crap that made me think -_- my mind is burning steams comeing out of my ears, but i dont think that we live an a dream, otherwise that would be gay, in a dream how can some1 feel pain, but in a scence if it is a dream maybe we are dreaming pain... wow *brain shuts down*
dream or not, I want to be in it for aslong as possible, If I had the choice, I'd lke to live eternally, even if I couldn't walk or had a horrible disease that caused me great pains.. I'm just afraid, what if nothing happens when you die, your brain just shuts off and that's that. Which is what I believe happens, and it makes me sad
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