A wonderful, fun-filled day. My doctor grilled me and made me feel inferior cuz I can’t recall information in the detail she wants, but I was fine cuz I found a quarter, which I thought might allow me to get some alcohol. Even more fortunate, I receive an ad for 47 cent bottles of vodka at Fry’s, allowing me to get two bottles with what I got.

I head out, and on the way, I think I saw an ID. I thought it was my ID, but then I think through that as I’m pedaling and I realize it’s someone else’s ID, and then I fight myself to turn back and at least check if I could return it, and by time my brain makes a decision to stop, kids have gotten it, as school let out just a bit earlier. I lied to my life partner about this because I feel guilty, which has been enhanced by Karma, I feel.

I got to Fry’s to find the little bottles of alcohol, to find they are priced at one dollar a bottle, but I grab two because I can at least get one, or at least try to argue and maybe the person will do a thing. The person at the self-checkouts either didn’t speak English well or didn’t care to much about my question, so she just poked through the menu for me to put in my birthday.

Then I find I may have left my change at home besides a quarter, and I have about forty cents on my card, so I ask her to take one off. She asks “you only take the one?” before she cancels the whole thing, and I scan one, but something, likely my alcoholism, tells me to look again, and the rest of my change just fell out. So, I scan the second and pay and leave, and on the way back, I realize she may have thought I took it, tell the security guy who cares about his job as much as her, and just send the video to the police, and the police won’t investigate BUT MAYBE I’M JUST TRAUMATIZED BY ALL YOU FUCKS OUT THERE WHO JUDGE ME WITHOUT REALIZING I DO SOMETHING FOR THE GOVERNMENT, WELL, THE DEEP STATE, TWO DIFFERENT THINGS, AND IT JUST FUCKS MY ASS SIDEWAYS HOW EVERYBODY THINKS THEY KNOW SHIT WHEN THEY ARE SO IGNORANT THEY THINK THE EARTH EXISTS.

Here, I typed this to put in the debate atheists subreddit (edit: community, excuse me. I’ve just used this identical thing for twelve years, y’know). It will likely be of more use to facilitating thought here.

Fucking Christians, amirite? Believing Heaven is real! Well, I don’t believe Heaven is real, I know it is, just as I know the Earth isn’t.

The simple argument is “simulation theory,” but I try to put effort into what I do, so I’m going to walk you through a thought experiment.

Everything you experience is self-contained within your neurons, right? Well, you must be reading or consuming these words from some device, right? But you’re not directly experiencing that device, literally, yea? What you experience is a representation of that thing in your neurons, so you never ever experience the external world, and thus everything you experience can be said to be you. So, that device is you, and there is a refracted reflection of me inside of you right now.

This is, y’know, the kid bending the spoon in the Matrix; there is no spoon, the spoon is an extension of the observers’ consciousness. And, if you’re familiar with the underlying concept of Plato’s allegory of the cave and the idea of being a mind in a vat, there’s no evidence that the external world is in any way the way we perceive it to be.

And I believe, from a lifetime of observation and non-normative experiences that we are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, but rather pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system, where the “Server” connecting and reconciling the intentions of each of us monads experiencing our own parallel universe reality is what Jesus called his Father and is what the Buddhists call the Ālaya-vijñāna, or storehouse consciousness.

So, the premise is, Earth isn’t real, I can talk about my experiences and observations at length and know a thing or two thanks to the Ālaya-vijñāna, so let’s debate, bro.