Is anything real, really? It is obvious we don't have free will or things would be much better. We are victims of our environments, period. I am liberal because I am sensitive and feel things for others. If I wasn't, let's say if I were more confident in myself and felt my importance mattered, I would probably be more conservative.
I don't have a lot of stuff to lose so don't feel like the system is working for me; however, I do know that I am more fortunate than many and so don't dwell on it. Or do I? Am I dwelling now? Perhaps. Still, I have to ask the question: is anything real?
I reach out and touch, and matter is there. But what about the air in-between the matter that connects us all? What is it? What is the "nothing" my hand passes through before it meets the surface of a wall or knob of a door? Isn't it this "nothingness" that connects us all?
It must be this "nothingness" that stores our collective data. Seems we spend too much time looking at the material things we see when we should be looking at the "nothingness" in-between. For it has to be the wires connecting us. The "nothingness" has to be the mass holding us together, it's the majority of the room we are in?
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What is our coding then? Why hasn't someone come up with the coding of the space between us? Tesla knew there was something there. Russell observed that our sense perceptions are not what we are really seeing. Socrates wondered if we weren't all chained together in a cave with our sights set on a cave wall where powerful people were using cutouts reflected against candlelight to represent the life we are experiencing, and if we could only somehow turn our heads around we would see the whole production enslaving us into this experience we believe is real.
Is anything real, really? It is obvious we don't have free will or things would be much better. We are victims of our environments, period.