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A Stange Realization

What is next?

This is actually not a shroom trip. It's a very strange realization i had on the way to Subway today, and I figured this may be one of the only places I can post this without being called insane. Even if you think I am I know this is a community that will at least give this the time of day. Anyways, picture this if you will:

We are in a room. The room is small, cubicle, and white. There is one door. The doorknob is also white. We look each other in the eye and come to an understanding:

Outside this room, outside that door, there is nothing. Absolutely nothing. What we see, hear, taste, touch, smell, and feel when we open that door is our own reflection. Nothing more, nothing less. Elegant. Simple. Complicated. Perfect. Imperfect. Science cannot answer this. No equation can ever solve it. You and I are one and the same. Get it?

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