None of you exist. It's just me.

But from your point of view. I am a thread designed to look like a person apparently having a revelation that all of what exists is in that which is called a ‘mind’ to trick you into thinking that you are not the only thing in the ‘world’ and there are other people capable of thinking they are the only thing in the ‘world’.

But maybe there aren’t. Maybe you, the person reading this thread, ARE the only person in the world and I am a fake, just a figment of your imagination.
Or maybe not. :smiley:

That’s exactly what I want you to think.

‘Who’ are you?

What is ‘who’?

What is ‘is’?
poof

What is ‘is’ and ‘what’ and ‘and’?

I cannot conceive of a universe in which the existence of Lobsang is a natural phenomenon. Therefore God exists.

I am proof of God? That is certainly a brain bending idea to contemplate.

It’s called solipsism. I am now imagining that you have a have a dictionary and the inclination to use it. But my attention sometimes wanders, so maybe you won’t. Bit if I really wanted you to, you would.

There isn’t an entry for ‘solipsism’ in the Farger’s English-Manx Dictionary.

I kinda always knew there was a word for it, and that solipsism is a word.

Dark Star - Bomb 20. ‘How do you know you exist?’

Bomb 20 decides. ‘The only thing that exists is myself.’ (SPOILER!)

:smiley:

Excreto, ergo sum.

Yes, it’s not quite how they told me it would be at Sunday School, but I understand that He moves in mysterious ways. I certainly didn’t anticipate that some guy from the Isle of Man posting on an internet message board would turn out to be proof of the existence of a realm eternal, but there you go.

Oh, come on! It’s great for a student film!

Perhaps He should eat more fiber?

I believe you misunderestimate my remarkification. I was attemptifying to establishicate my reality to Bomb 20.

The fact that you looked up solipsism proves there is a God, and I am him.

Watch, I’ll prove it. I command that you do something else!

Lobsang, can you speak Manx?

Not at all. I can say a handfull of manx words, but I am a ‘comeover’. Even people born here are unlikely to be able to speak manx. Only a few pensioners and some recorded museum voices can speak it. Many signs show manx. but signs are not people.

Having said that, I would love to be able to speak manx.

Ah, you posted again. Yet more proof you don’t exist.

Many signs show Irish hereabouts but you’re more likely to hear Yoruba, Polish, Mandarin, or Russian on the streets of Dublin than Irish.