Hello. I'm new here. I am a Solipsist. Or...at least I think that I am. I know this topic drives a lot of [people] mad, but I will take a chance for the sake of curiosity, and possibly clarity.
Please excuse me while I elaborate on what kind of ideas I hold. First off, I am not entirely sure of much of anything, so it might be more accurate to say that I have one foot in than to say I'm a full Solipsist.
For [those] who don't know, solipsism is a position of philosophy which claims that I am all that exists. That is, the self is the only real substance in the world. All other people and things are mere illusions produced by the mind of the one that exists.
Now, that is not exactly what I think. I am open to the possibility that two things exist: myself and God. God would be the one producing the world in my head for me to live in. This seems likely to me because it does not seem like my mind is anywhere powerful enough to produce all of these illusions.
If this is so, then it raises a question. What is the purpose of creating this illusion of a world? Well, as I go through this life, I often get the feeling that I'm being tortured. I've been struggling with depression for too many years to remember now. Even activities that should be enjoyable can make me feel worse. I constantly feel ignored by [people], like I'm invisible, except for when I actually want to be unnoticed. Nothing ever goes as I plan it. Various little inconveniences culminate daily to drive me insane. Many events give me hope, only to cause me disappointment in the end.
But if God wanted to torture me, couldn't He do better? Why not make me one of the starving in Africa, with no roof over my head, no clean water supply, and in a constant struggle to feed myself and my family? Perhaps it's because this God knows there is an art to this. Torture a person too much, they might give up. Torture them just enough, you give them a false hope. It also makes it possible for [others] to criticize me for the way I feel because there are [people] in worse situations than myself.
The condition of my life is also a reason why I doubt I'm the one who invented this world. Why would I do this to myself? Maybe having it too good would make it all the more obvious that I'm living in a dream world. And like was explained in the original Matrix, pain and suffering are what make [us] feel alive. Still, I would like my life to be a little better. Would it be worse to know that I'm alone in this world, or to live a life of depression and anger? Obviously, if I'm thinking about it, suffering has failed to stop me from coming to the realization anyway.
So, no. I do not think it is the case that I am the one who made this world. But I also don't think that the many clues in my life that this world isn't real can be complete coincidence. So two seems likely to me.
What about the real life application for this? This is a question I keep asking myself, and the answer seems to be: absolutely freaking nothing. What could I possibly do with the knowledge? Can I gain control of the world? Can I blink and make a red car turn blue? Hasn't worked for me yet. I'm at the mercy of the power that is producing all of the sensations in my mind.
Whether I'm right or wrong, I still have to live my life the same way anyhow. Can I stop eating because the food, and my need of it, are not real? Only if I don't mind the unpleasant feelings of hunger that would result from it. I even have to treat the characters in this world as if they were real people, because I have such a strong dependence on them. I can't even write for very long without using language to suggest that other people do exist. The assumption that the people around me are real is so far ingrained into my head that I can't completely get rid of it, and it would be too inconvenient to do so anyway.
So, if all of this is just in my head, what's the point of posting here? Well, I guess I'm hoping for some additional insight. After all, all the knowledge about the world that I've ever obtained came from interacting with it. I'm also somewhat curious about how [you people] will react to being told [you] might not exist. I'm hoping that rude comments and flamming will be kept to a minimum.
Ask questions, tell me what [you] think, do [your] thing. And just in case [you] really do exist, thank [you] for your time.
Please excuse me while I elaborate on what kind of ideas I hold. First off, I am not entirely sure of much of anything, so it might be more accurate to say that I have one foot in than to say I'm a full Solipsist.
For [those] who don't know, solipsism is a position of philosophy which claims that I am all that exists. That is, the self is the only real substance in the world. All other people and things are mere illusions produced by the mind of the one that exists.
Now, that is not exactly what I think. I am open to the possibility that two things exist: myself and God. God would be the one producing the world in my head for me to live in. This seems likely to me because it does not seem like my mind is anywhere powerful enough to produce all of these illusions.
If this is so, then it raises a question. What is the purpose of creating this illusion of a world? Well, as I go through this life, I often get the feeling that I'm being tortured. I've been struggling with depression for too many years to remember now. Even activities that should be enjoyable can make me feel worse. I constantly feel ignored by [people], like I'm invisible, except for when I actually want to be unnoticed. Nothing ever goes as I plan it. Various little inconveniences culminate daily to drive me insane. Many events give me hope, only to cause me disappointment in the end.
But if God wanted to torture me, couldn't He do better? Why not make me one of the starving in Africa, with no roof over my head, no clean water supply, and in a constant struggle to feed myself and my family? Perhaps it's because this God knows there is an art to this. Torture a person too much, they might give up. Torture them just enough, you give them a false hope. It also makes it possible for [others] to criticize me for the way I feel because there are [people] in worse situations than myself.
The condition of my life is also a reason why I doubt I'm the one who invented this world. Why would I do this to myself? Maybe having it too good would make it all the more obvious that I'm living in a dream world. And like was explained in the original Matrix, pain and suffering are what make [us] feel alive. Still, I would like my life to be a little better. Would it be worse to know that I'm alone in this world, or to live a life of depression and anger? Obviously, if I'm thinking about it, suffering has failed to stop me from coming to the realization anyway.
So, no. I do not think it is the case that I am the one who made this world. But I also don't think that the many clues in my life that this world isn't real can be complete coincidence. So two seems likely to me.
What about the real life application for this? This is a question I keep asking myself, and the answer seems to be: absolutely freaking nothing. What could I possibly do with the knowledge? Can I gain control of the world? Can I blink and make a red car turn blue? Hasn't worked for me yet. I'm at the mercy of the power that is producing all of the sensations in my mind.
Whether I'm right or wrong, I still have to live my life the same way anyhow. Can I stop eating because the food, and my need of it, are not real? Only if I don't mind the unpleasant feelings of hunger that would result from it. I even have to treat the characters in this world as if they were real people, because I have such a strong dependence on them. I can't even write for very long without using language to suggest that other people do exist. The assumption that the people around me are real is so far ingrained into my head that I can't completely get rid of it, and it would be too inconvenient to do so anyway.
So, if all of this is just in my head, what's the point of posting here? Well, I guess I'm hoping for some additional insight. After all, all the knowledge about the world that I've ever obtained came from interacting with it. I'm also somewhat curious about how [you people] will react to being told [you] might not exist. I'm hoping that rude comments and flamming will be kept to a minimum.
Ask questions, tell me what [you] think, do [your] thing. And just in case [you] really do exist, thank [you] for your time.