the nature of reality and what it means to be conscious--and how you have no idea what it's like to be through my eyes as i have no idea through yours. the center of our own universe, manipulating our environment...
here's the tickler for me always: how there are no real "solid" objects, in the sense that this keyboard i'm typing on is actually a bajillion atoms vibrating around at different speeds than the atoms that make up the air around it. is there reality? or is this world a creation of my own conscious thought? every person is the center of their own universe... very buddhist type ideals, but it gets u thinking..
i say we all get down on some dmt and philosophize life!
