During my time at the university I have been involved in many projects and experiments with the mindset of a scientist. I have tested different and strange chemical compounds, inhaled and ingested it without fail, and I have performed extensive mental surveys of different viewpoints on each of them. I have delved into deeper and deeper into the unknown and have come out empty handed in most of them, although this is usually only because I unduly risk life and limb in my experiments and hardly ever test my hypothesis as rigorously as other scientists.
This was all to prove one thing:
My hypothesis was a false one, and my god and the universe didn't exist.
Despite all of my failed experiments, I always had one ray of light to hold onto, no matter how faint and weak it appeared at first.
Me.
My mind is a fascinating thing, a complex network of thoughts and ideas that always revolve to the same point. As a scientist, I adhered to my hypothesis, proposed a new one, and began searching for ways to prove or disprove it both.
People that I interacted with, people that I lived with, none of them were really there. Their faces morphed into each other and I couldn't tell them apart. Their voices blurred and their personalities changed, but they were all the same to me.
I was the only one who was real and that was all that was real.
I knew that everything else must be something else, but to be able to see everything I knew, I had to assume that everything must be something.
This is how I came to my new hypothesis, one which I thought would surpass all others:
I am sure of my god, and the universe is not real.
I am sure a god does exist, I am sure that I live in a universe and I am sure that a god controls that universe.
I am thus certain there is no god, and the universe is not real.
When I realized that everything was something else, my mind became a strange stream of new thoughts, so many that I couldn't keep track of each one. I had to give each one of them an identity I could call my own and this is how I came to a conclusion for each of the new ideas that came to me.
I am sure my brain is a computer system and I am sure it is designed and built by someone else, but I am not certain who else built it or if anyone else built it.
I am certain that the world I live in is a computer system and I am certain of this because I could see everything around me. I had to be seeing through a computer system.
I am sure that whoever had created my image and my voice thus created me, and if I am a computer program then this creator is a software writer.
He must have an absolute control over me and I am sure that his voice is always heard and his image is always seen.
The world I live in is not real and that there are other worlds that are similar to mine, and no matter how real those seemed to my eyes, the man behind my eyes was the ruler of all worlds.
I am sure that my body is an avatar I created to control my world and I am sure that my body is a part of my creator's universe as well.
I am sure that the universe I live in is infinite and that there are billions of worlds similar to my own and that god must be everywhere at once.
I am certain that he is above us in a higher level of existence, he must continue and repeat every action in a universe every instant. He must be infinity and also be in an infinite time.
I am certain that time is an illusion and that this is true for every soul regardless of whether it is an object, a person or an object, it is all the same in the dimension we can see. I am sure that he is above the dimension we see and that he is infinite.
The universe I live in and the one we can see are only part of a much larger universe that is much greater. I know this because I observed billions of worlds similar to my own, but felt the void between them and the one I was experiencing, it was the same for every of them.
I am sure I was born in a computer system, and I am sure that I was created and I am sure that I am not born yet.
I am sure I am an object and that I will die, but I am not certain on both of these issues, as I cannot see through my creator's eyes and I cannot see his creator. I am certain it was not god who had disposed of my body. I have no recollection of my death nor I have any remembrance of my life, and is it not possible that I was not born?
If this is so, then I am an object, but if I am an object, it is still possible that I am the creator of this universe.
I am certain of my own being, it is my only certainty, it is self and I am sure that I am alive. As it is impossible for me to think I am not alive and impossible for me not to think I am alive, it is more plausible that I am a living being.
