Tomorrow, you’ll be shown proof
that the you you know as you
doesn’t exist.
It’s a fantasy construct,
designed to distract you
from the fact that you
are nothing more than
a living brain in a jar.
Before you can even think, “Hey, this is sort of like a bodiless version of The Matrix” you are forced to decide whether or not you shall return to the charade you once called your life, knowing that it is a lie or you can see what being a living brain in a jar is like.
Either way, you’re not going to get any better at kung-fu than you already are.
What I’ve not been able to figure out is:
How would I ever prove to myself that I’m NOT a brain in a jar?