I can't remember which philosopher proposed the idea that the world is entirely a figment of one single persons imagination. Maybe you're that single person and your imagining me typing this to you on my laptop.We can test this proposition easily by asking a single question. "What am I wearing?"
Am I on the wrong site. Is this Match.com? Actually, I don't even know what i'm wearing. Maybe you're the one person who exists. Let's test it, what are you wearing? If you can answer that question than you exist. Otherwise if I think about what you're wearing I keep thinking a bees keeper outfit. So I think you maybe that single person that has reality totally to herself.
You were close. I'm dressed as one of the bees in SNL. I am a figment of John Belushi's imagination. He's not really dead, he's just imagining us imagining him dead.
that last one def sets the head the to thinking...like anne i know that philosophy but i cant figure the person that said it....
I know it wasn't me that made the statement Anne quoted. Ad if I did it was certainly not before having coffee. if that statement is true it would eliminate the need for suicide notes.
I did not have enough coffee for this, but I am pretty sure you are all the figment of my imagination!
I like that. If that's true can you pay health insurance and pour me a cup of coffee, or at least drink one for me.
I guess the first one makes us all optimistic!! Whooo Hoooo you just made my day. I am an optimist.
Yes, we all are optimists. Let's hope we will all be optimists fro a long long long long time.
So if you're a figment of your imagination and the imagination that creates the figment is a figment of my imagination, which one of us is schizophrenic?
I think we both have multiple personalities, that each have multiple personalities, that all hear voices that are figments of the imaginations of each of their multiple personalities. All I know for sure is that not having a cup of coffee yet is not a figment of my imagination but rather a result of my laziness.
Damn, better have one big house
I think all the personalities stuffed in my head are responsible for losing my hair.
I burst out laughing at the first 2 but the 3rd makes me think. If I'm a figment of my imagination, then my imagination isn't really there and.... oh fiddle-dee-dee... I'll think about it tomorrow, like Scarlet.
I try to put off all thinking until I have coffee, a concussion or a nervous breakdown. Unless I put LSD in my coffee.
I guess we can all be optimistic because 1 out of 1 of us will die; pretty good odds I think :)betty
You're right. You couldn't find a bookie who would take those odds.
As a pessimist I don't believe you!
As an optimist I believe you that you don't believe me.