Or so we've been told.
But what if I told you that reality's just a simulation, a dream, a construct of our own minds?
Or that it's just a vast, interconnected web of cat videos and artisanal avocado toast?
Which one is true? Who cares?
Reality Is a Library, where the books are all just different versions of the same story. The Simulation Has No Cookies, because even the snacks are fake. Existence Is a Dream, where everything's just a product of our collective unconscious. Avocado Toast Is a Metaphor, for the futility of human existence.