There is no way someone could hallucinate such a boring dystopia.
You dont know the banality of my id
You used a word that has “anal” in it.
Point: me
Hey it’s me, I’m you from the year 2028. The only way out is to take more lsd but we didn’t realize it soon enough and now global warming (we’re calling it that again) has made the necessary ingredients impossible to source. You have to take a lot more acid right now in order to break out.
Godspeed traveler.
Oh shit. Do I listen?
I mean it seems irresponsible not to.
You dont have to be responsible for me. I just have questions, yo.
FWIW, it’s the shrooms that’ve always hidden treasure for me in the hairline-fractures of reality. I’d be more likely to listen to the cracks in the walls than a colossal T-Rex knockoff… especially in 2028. 😶
scans the endless, post-apoc horizon for bawksign 😅
Actually, I’d rather YOU convince me it isn’t.
I probably wouldn’t try to convince you that it’s not a hallucination, but rather ask “so what if it is?”.
For example, I’m fairly sure that I’m not currently tripping, but I am also certain that my brain is the ultimate unreliable narrator. How do I know if any of this is real, or ever has been real? What does “real” even mean? Honestly, I don’t know, but ultimately it doesn’t change anything about how I choose to act in life
Are you on a permo? A permanent trip?
https://youtu.be/BHbZD68SGoE“You shouldn’t have said that. Now, everyone’s laughing at you behind your back. And there’s a spider in your hair.”
Calm down there Satan.
It’s July 23, 2005. You haven’t taken any acid yet.
Yeah… I’mma try to convince myself that I am part of that hallucination, and all this shitballs that’s been happening the past 6 years was part of it and nothing is real.
˙ssᴉɯɐ sʞool ƃuᴉɥʇʎuɐ ɹǝɥʇǝɥʍ ƃuᴉǝǝs puɐ ʇuǝɯuoɹᴉʌuǝ ɹnoʎ ƃuᴉuᴉɯɐxǝ ʎq ʎlqɐqoɹd 'ƃuᴉʇɐuᴉɔnllɐɥ ǝɹ,noʎ ɹǝɥʇǝɥʍ llǝʇ ʎllɐǝɹ uɐɔ noʎ ʎluO ˙plnoɔ I ʇɐɥʇ ǝɹns ʇou ɯ,I
Fuck that, I’d ask if you have more.
You don’t remember? It’s still 2005, you just somehow took 4 full hits of DMT
That sounds lovely, NGL. 🥰
Reality is the hallucination we choose to believe is real. We get reinforcement from those around us that the hallucination is the “real” one, not knowing that their hallucination and ours are completely different.
And of course being wilfully oblivious that right behind our hallucinations where we can’t see is the empty void
Those around us are part of our hallucination. Just me all the way down.
There are a number of reality checks that you can do to check whether you’re awake or (lucid) dreaming. I would suggest that you try some of those.
For example, apparently your hands always look odd in dreams. They might seem fine until you try to focus on them, then suddenly you’ll notice they’re the wrong colour or shape or have the wrong number of fingers.
There are also some other reality checks in that Wiki if you’re feeling bored.
Count the fingers in your head or out loud. They may have the wrong number of fingers, the number may change while you try to count them, the fingers can be deformed and keep on changing when you look at them.
Ah shit, my suspicion was correct - I’m an AI, and a bad one at that. Now I know why the world around me doesn’t feel real.
Reverse Turing test?
I don’t have any fingers in my head! Does that mean this is all just a bad trip?
nobody could make this up alone, so we’re all in this illusion together, i guess
I read that as 24 July 2025 and was impressed you tripped so hard you traveled back in time.
Same! 🤣 I didn’t notice until seeing the comments. But, then again, I’m also currently taking a neighbor’s Blue Dream cultivar for a test drive, so 🤷🏼♂️
Looks fun, enjoy!
