Nevermind, it was all just a dream, and what you think just happened, didn't, what you thought was real, isn't. Because the unavoidable truth about reality is that it doesn't exist. It is only real for the people who believe in it. For those who don't, it's just a heavy burden. Reality is nothing but a cloud in the sky giving you the wrong kind of impression. It's an almost tangible optical illusion. It's a mother load of memories stuck meticulously together, side by side, on a bedroom wall. It's a trick no one wants to discover, a parrotlike belief involving a rabbit (or a parrot) magically coming out of a replica of Sir Abraham Lincoln's top hat without any hidden agendas. Yes, reality is basically just an imagination. But then again, what if this reality is unreal making the unreality real, what then? What if this is real? What if this is actually happening? What then?
Wait.. but this isn't real, is it?
Wait.. but this isn't real, is it?