Ja gut, wenn du deinem Gehirn nicht traust dann kannst du ja in Zukunft 10m weiter links über die Brücke gehen, die du siehst, dich am Feuer verbrennen, weil du nicht glaubst, dass es wirklich heiss ist, in der Badehose zum Schifahren gehen, weil du nicht glaubst, dass es wirklich kalt ist oder Essig trinken, weil du nicht glaubst, dass es nicht schmeckt ..... usw.
Nein, weil ich mit Sicherheit kein Solipsist bin.....
"Walter B. Jehovah, for whose name I make no apology since it really was his name, had been a solipsist all his life. A solipsist, in case you dont happen to know the word, is one who believes that he himself is the only thing that really exists, that other people and the universe in general exist only in his imagination, and that if he quit imagining them they would cease
to exist.
One day Walter B. Jehovah became a practising solipsist. Within a week his wife had run away with another man, hed lost his job as a shipping clerk and he had broken his leg chasing a black cat to keep it from crossing his path.
He decided, in his bed at the hospital, to end it all.
Looking out the window, staring up at the stars, he wished them out of existence, and they werent there any more. Then he wished all other people out of existence and the hospital became strangely quiet even for a hospital. Next, the world, and he found himself suspended in a void. He got rid of his body quite as easily and then took the final step of willing himself out of existence.
Nothing happened.
Strange, he thought, can there be a limit to solipsism ?
Yes, a voice said.
Who are you ? Walter B. Jehovah asked.
I am the one who created the universe which you have just willed out of existence. And now that you have taken my place There was a deep sigh. - I can finally cease my own existence, find oblivion, and let you take over.
But how can I cease to exist ? Thats what Im trying to do, you know.
Yes, I know, said the voice. You must do it the same way I did. Create a universe. Wait
until somebody in it really believes what you believed and wills it out of existence. Then you can retire and let him take over. Good-bye now."
And the voice was gone.
Walter B. Jehovah was alone in the void and there was only one thing he could do. He created the heaven and the earth.
It took him seven days."
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