Someday

I'm thinking about that right now.

Actually, could the lives we live be nothing more than electrical signals in a brain that thinks it's moving, vast amounts of learned data, and a mirror reflecting images connected by countless wires?

Could the sensations we feel and the situations we experience also be illusions dramatically staged by someone?

When you think about it, it does seem kind of unreal.

I was born into a rich family, enjoyed all sorts of things, and believed I was superior, until I made one friend and gained some insight...

In the end, I left that well-off family and threw myself into a life of freedom and change.

And when I came back from the military, that friend had become a cute woman and was asking me to save her right before she died...

This isn't some movie... Reality is so unbelievable I can hardly accept it, right?

Yeah. So the pain I'm going through right now must be nothing more than an illusion caused by confused senses.

I'm a brain in a vat. A mad scientist is definitely giving me electrical shocks as part of an experiment...