Why Reality isn’t Real

Reality isn’t a thing.  Well, it’s not something we interact with.  It’s just a story we tell ourselves.  Other people make things up and tell us stories.  I like the one where there is this immortal being going around helping people throughout the universe by trying to restore justice and kindness. I don’t accept it as my reality, but I REALLY enjoy my deliberate suspension of disbelief.

Maybe one day a time lord named The Doctor will drag me into crazy adventures in a big blue box and surprise the heck out of my version of actual reality.  That would be awesome.  I think… maybe.  Also how could I tell if it was really happening or if my mind were tricking me?  Would I want to be able to tell?

There’s a large fandom that enjoys this same suspension of disbelief.  We collectively, for the most part, tell ourselves and each other the story of how these stories are unreal. 

As a species we’ve learned to cross check our beliefs by finding out what other people believe.  Especially people like scientists or religious leaders that other people also believe in.  Our own experiences usually have more weight than others’, though.  The stories we tell ourselves of those experiences even more so. 

What do you believe that other people don’t?

4 thoughts on “Why Reality isn’t Real

  1. As much as i love the Doctor, I never want the surprise prize trip in his/her box. I’m the person who likes my back against the wall so no one can sneak up on me. I spent years questioning my reality and it’s only recently I realised I am valid and my view of what is real is valid and who is anyone else to tell me I am seeing wrong.

    1. I’m glad you are embracing your own reality Maree. I know what you mean about doubting its validity. I had to distance myself from a gaslighter before I could try being me. Even if I had been strong enough to be me at the time. I don’t know if it would have changed anything in the relationship.

  2. This is Bob. I am not that good at spelling, that’s the reason I like the phone call as your sis, will tell you. I love your art. and follow you dream trip you are on. Still having troule with the head of the phoenix bird.

    Kind regards Bob

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