Dude, I’m so existed, could you hold my physical self up? I’m on this shit called air and it tastes so good. What was it that Kant said about that? About the air? Oh, who gives a fuck, I could just start trembling when it goes in and out like that. I can’t even see it, but I just can’t get enough.
Could you do me a favor?
Could you just prop me up against the “wall”?
Thanks.
I’m on this other shit called food. I don’t see it right now either but that’s because it’s inside my physical self. Sometimes I shove it in my mouth and get little bits of hamburger stuck between my teeth. It falls out hours after and I get nostalgic over how delicious it was. Sometimes I drink Jamba Juice too. That shit’s the bomb.
I do this other thing called sleep. That’s like when I’m so existed I can’t exist anymore, and it’s so cool because afterwards, when I exist again, I’m all like, “Wait, what’s real? This? Or the dream?” Dope.
Aww man, I can’t even see straight I’m so existed. But I can still see. That’s part of existence too. But, some people can’t even do that and they still exist too so there goes that theory. And some people can’t hear too. But do they exist? Fuck yeah they do. So do clouds.
I like to look around at all the other shit that exists: trees, birds, plants. All that shit breathes, eats, shits, and sleeps just like me. Just like the people that can’t see, and all those motherfuckers who can’t hear.
Sometimes I’m with another human and we’re telling each other that “we are one. That we are one being interconnected and our souls will live together forever.” Do you think that’s true, or is it just some shit people say to each other?
Do you think we can exist equally on the same plane?
Wait, you’re as existed as me? You are? Aww snap.
Do I have to hold you up too? The physical part of you. Not that dream shit I was talking about. No one even knows what that shit is. And I surely can’t touch it with my human hands.
Wait, it’s the brain? I know that. But what part? What part of your brain is the existence part and what part is the other?
Listen man, I’m way too existed so all of this shit is flying way over my head.
What? We’re going to die and not exist anymore? Then what? Then what happens? How could I not exist if I am this thing that breathes, eats, shits, and sleeps? Answer me that, huh?
What? No one knows?
Maybe it’s like sleep and you dream and you’re never sure what’s real and not anymore? Maybe you just live like that for eternity?