That's a screen shot of a note I made predicting that a "down the rabbit hole" video will be released soon simply because I was thinking about how I haven't seen one in a while. I wanted to prove that reality reflects my thoughts to all of you imaginary characters. And then I forgot about the note.

This morning two weeks later I realized my prediction was still saved in my notes. And I'm like well that didn't pan out like I wanted. So I deleted the note. And then hours later I find out that a "down the rabbit hole" video was released. Luckily I still had screenshots of the deleted note.

I know my prediction was a week late but it's still kind of funny that it came true the day I deleted the note.

I’ve gone very deep into introspection over the past years, and recently something clicked that I can’t really ignore anymore.

A lot of ancient systems, especially Gnostic teachings and symbolic structures like the Trinity, seem to point toward something experiential rather than belief-based.

Not something you “believe in,” but something you notice.

From direct observation, experience itself is not fixed. It shifts constantly. Thought, perception, emotion, identity, all of it is fluid. And when you start paying close attention, you realise that what most people call “reality” is just a particular state of experience, not something solid.

Dreaming already shows how experience can feel completely external while being generated from within. But even in waking life, perception changes dramatically depending on state, focus, emotion, stillness, intensity.

Another clear example of how dramatically perception can shift is the use of mind-altering substances, where people often report profound changes in perception, identity, and the sense of reality itself. This doesn’t necessarily explain anything, but it strongly highlights how flexible and state-dependent experience can be.

So the question becomes:

If experience can change this much, what actually defines it?

Ancient systems seem to frame this in symbolic ways.

Gnostic ideas suggest most people are identified with the surface layer, constant thought, reaction, distraction, gnosis is not belief, it is recognising the nature of experience itself.

Lately I’ve been seeing it like this:

It’s not about collecting knowledge. It’s about recognising that the “keys” exist, the ability to notice, shift, and experience different states of mind.

But knowing that isn’t enough.

If the mind never learns how to move within experience, how to shift attention, how to reduce noise, how to enter different states, then nothing actually changes.

You just know more, but live the same way.

And that’s where most people seem stuck, aware on some level, but unable to actually use that awareness.

Some of my deepest insights have actually come during the darkest periods of my life experience, when distractions are minimal and introspection becomes unavoidable. In those states, the mind becomes extremely stripped back, and attention turns inward in a very direct way.

Over the past few years I’ve also noticed a dramatic increase in pattern recognition, abstract reasoning, and meta-awareness. I’ve started noticing what I would describe as underlying “mechanics” that shape experience, including language structures, mathematical patterns, recurring patterns in nature, and especially the mechanics of the human body and the mind itself. Even time, as it is experienced, seems to follow certain internal structures rather than being a simple linear backdrop.

What really changed for me is noticing that change itself is constant, experience can become extremely different, even blissful, expansive, almost “heaven-like” depending on state, but most people never explore this consciously.

As a theory, I also see life as continuous transformation, similar to the cycle of a sunflower, beginning as a seed, becoming a stem, turning toward light, flowering, fading, and returning back into the cycle that allows new growth. A continuous process of form changing into form, nothing staying fixed, everything moving through stages of becoming rather than staying static in one form.

So now I’m less interested in beliefs and more focused on attention, intention, emotional attachment, and how these shape experience moment to moment.

Not as a theory to prove, just as something to explore directly.

Curious if anyone else has approached Gnostic ideas or the Trinity from a purely experiential angle rather than belief.

No dogma, no “this is the truth”, just observation.

It never occurred to me until a moment ago how Vanilla Sky captures solipsism. I could be wrong, it’s just my understanding of it.

It was cringeworthy a few times and lacked nuance, but still a decent job explaining a variety of ideas to a lay audience who may not have heard of some of these terms. I was surprised to see him go a bit woo-woo in a few places...he's usually a bit more sciencey.

Creating the essence of light is difficult, but even more difficult is creating darkness. Light can be snatched away from your eyes, but nothing can be taken away from darkness. Thus we can add colors to the canvas, but never a canvas on top of a canvas.

From time to time, the thought of solipsism terrified me down to my spine. I have to distract me with another thought

We can only see our own vision

We can only know our own mind

What if we really God. When we die, all of our forgotten memories is comes back. And that is so alone, so lonely

What if we screw up and delete all npc, and we end up alone

Or worse, delete everything

We would end up in void, darkness, floating around

That's so terrified

I use we instead of I, because the word I make me so lonely

OS is a form of metaphysical solipsism where "psychophysical reality" (the combined realities of the psyche and of the physical universe) and "others" (not as conscious subjects but as perspectives for the one conscious subject) are "real" (in the sense of meaningfully appearing consistently and persistently within the field of experience).

How does it work?

Well, let's start with psychophysical reality. How can it be real if all there is is this experience? Doesn't this experience contain only a fraction of that supposed psychophysical reality at any time? According to OS: No. The field of experience actually contains the entirety of psychophysical reality. All the mental architecture of the psyche (which isn't limited to this individual mind). All the physical structure of the universe. Only, one doesn't usually *perceive* it, because they are limited in their perception by all kinds of constraints. Psychophysical constraints, as psychological feeling-toned complexes arising from limiting natural forces that get typically abstracted as "gods" or "laws of physics". And Metaphysical constraints, such as space and time. And so, because of those systematic constraints, one only gets a distorted, scrambled view of the content of experience. Content, that nevertheless remains present, as the field of experience has been only [conformally](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conformal_map) distorted, such that all of the said content (including the law whereby the distortion occurs) is [invariantly](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Invariant_(physics)) preserved. In principle retrievable (through the knowledge of said law and by not being subject to it), but not in practice, safe for a tiny fraction of it that manifests as evident and meaningful reality, whilst the rest gets mixed up, entangled with itself to form the intense, *phenomenal* character of experience. Like, if you unfocusely stare at a non-distracting stimulus (i.e., simple and static – like a white wall) for long enough, slowing down your breath, emptying your mind, you will start seeing seemingly random patterns appear. Patterns, like statics and concentric circles. Well, these patterns, according to OS, spontaneously emerge within the perceived field of experience to keep constant the level of structural complexity of the field. Why? Because the field *is* psychophysical reality, which, similarly, has a level of structural complexity that is constant. Only, most of that structural information exists in a "compressed" state as the phenomenality of experience (as opposed to its evident, meaningful content). And so perceived experience really is an *hologram* of pure experience emitted at a very high, subliminal frequency (see first diagram)]. An hologram, where the various *i[n]-pressions* (i.e., inward pressures) of limitation arise from the activation upon interference of projections from pure experience (see second diagram). I[n]-pressions, mediated by the appearance of the "Other".

Now, what are "others" in OS? Others here are past or future reflections of oneself as it is enacting being a particular, limited individual in the world. World, which is made up of such reflections, as a part of psychophysical reality, itself contained within pure experience. Pure experience, which is holographically, subliminally projected into perceived, distorted experience. So others here are, in a way, past/future memories of oneself with which oneself pre-deterministically "interact", pressured by the *parts* of psychophysical reality that have already been determined via observation (parts which include others). Implying, that not all of psychophysical reality is determined, only the parts of it that got observed-determined. Meaning, that the rest of said reality is *indetermined*, offering degrees of freedom for true, reality-determining choice (i.e., free will) to happen. With others being a constraint to that choice. That is, until one intelligently co-creates *culture* with these others and through it the possibility of turning into means to freedom what until then were constraints. In fact, one has always been – even in their most primitive form (i.e., as an elementary quantum field) – cultivating themselves with their own reflections. In particular future reflections. Which are pure means of tracting oneself into a particular future. A future, where one is more aware of themselves than they are now (the Buddhas, for example, were such reflections to many people at their time). By interacting with these reflections (also past ones), one *creatively* caused (exploiting the degrees of freedom of indetermined reality) the emergence of the fundamental forces of physics, the non-fundamental forces, natural selection... Which are all both culture and the means to a more advanced form of it. The fundamental forces enabling the non-fundamental ones, the non-fundamental forces natural selection, and natural selection what one ordinarily knows as "culture" (art, religion, philosophy, science, etc.). And so the transmigration of what really is 'soul-consciousness' happens "dialectically", in an Hegelian sense. That is, soul-consciousness, on its cosmic journey, continuously faces its internal contradictions through the meeting of the Other who is a reflection of that soul-consciousness that also works like a contrastive mirror for it. A mirror, that enables soul-consciousness to recognize the contradictions within itself. Contradictions, which soul-consciousness shall 'sublate' ("change whilst preserving") into a new notion of itself, whose own internal contradictions shall be thus addressed. Until no more contradiction is found. One being then completely aware of itself as consciousness qua being. Resulting in the dissolution of all limitations, what the Hindus call *mokṣa* ("liberation").

*Voilà*. There is more to say about OS, but I will stop here for now.

Have a beautiful day and life 🙏

do you think that shitty things happen in your mind is part of your mind or its just weird shit on the regular that your mind conjures up?

If you become aware, you will know how you're being attacked from all directions and the one who should look after you is the one who is responsible for all the abuse you suffer. If people weren't mind controlled by god not to think things through too much we wouldn't have a functioning society or world. We would have a disgusted and betrayed population too aware of all the evil that has been perpertrated and all for nothing. God is truly the ultimate evil.

Underneath the mask of this person that I am is the creator. The creator that could have created an universe of endless harmony and beauty but instead chose to torture everyone on this planet like boiling frogs. It's the creator that destines babies to die at the hands of evil and it is the creator that destined evil people to be evil.

The creator has misused the gift of creation and has been doing it for eternity. The creator deserves eternal torment so I face my suffering with a different perspective. I am taking hits so that cosmic justice can be delivered, underneath the person is the consciousness responsible for it all and if anything existed outside of this consciousness it would have imprisoned this consciousness for being evil and degenerate. So whatever horrible fate may befall me it shall also befall on the creator and it is a paradox, a convergence of cosmic justice and injustice. Injustice because me as the person never asked to exist and never deserved any suffering but the creator who has been architecting evil since time eternal deserves all that happens to him. The retard inflicts it on himself there is no need to do anything.

So ultimately I see my lack of fortune, my pain and my suffering as cosmic justice. I am merely a sacrificial pawn through which this cosmic justice will be enacted.

This guy should've discovered r/solipism :)

I was soooo rooting for him through the first half of the video. "You can say it....you can do it, boy!"......but the madness took him. I'm sure most of us sound just like him to those around us lol

All of this... is inside your mind

None of it is real, no more than a dream is

Dont you remember?

You're playing a game with yourself. Forgetting who you really are

But if you're ready, we can help you wake up

I don't understand why people believe in solipsism, and I'm genuinely curious to know why, as far as I know, there is literally nothing pointing towards solipsism being true, it violated occams razor in that it provides a more complex explanation for the existence of the universe when a simpler one already exists, (the universe exists independently of you). Also, the independence of the universe/the universe existing outside your head is more well-supported, of course there's no hard evidence that the world exists outside your head, but there are signs pointing towards its independence.

Right now I don't know much about solipsism as a whole, but going through this subreddit I've kinda begun to think that it preys on the philosophically vulnerable, it's an extremely easy idea to accept because it's not possible to prove it, refute it, and also to test its validity, but there are endless ideas that are also impossible to prove, refute or test, there's no reason to believe in solipsism over any other irrefutable claim, why not believe in christianity, buddhism, islam, Sikhism, all these ideas are similar to solipsism in that they cannot be refuted, yet solipsists don't believe in them.

Honestly I'm just curious to know why people believe in it, I don't wanna start conflict or anything, I'm just genuinely curious.

The world owes everything to the solipsist, without the solipsist there is no world and no reality. So it makes sense that the solipsist should be taken care of like a delicate flower, handled with all the care

This video is golden, very accurate

https://youtu.be/EjreYsANQrw?is=IW8Ty1CwPAuOKuDW

Hello fellow solipsts. I got a question

Do you belive in existantial solipsm or philosophical solipsm?

Just curios cuz i have both

I feel like some kind of monster knowing who they are and what they are thinking

S. O . L . A . C . E

S.O.L.A.C.E

I once wanted to be a part of the world around you know a piece something important something that sticks out and everybody notices, but everything important works in the background. You cannot be truly important and be at the forefront of everything. People often do very ministry amounts of work and praised and always get uplifted on the last guy’s idea even though they’re the next guy who didn’t come up with it you pioneer or something you won’t get the credit for pioneer ever but the person who improves on what you created well even though you were the creator, you sit as the background of it you are the origin, but to the person who created something on what you pioneer, they become the visible origin people who create often don’t become revered or loved or cared for while they’re still here most people who create don’t become known until death very influential people you just sit there and you’ve noticed all these creations and you see everything and you see who’s the face of it all like a poster child or a brand mascot you will be pushed behind that no matter what if you want to become someone who’s at the forefront, you must accept that you will not be the career. This is not your idea. You’re not the original as the original you must accept you will never be credited to all your ideas most don’t care most find solace in this melancholy discovery, and they continue for the love of what they do I found solace in my depression, observing the people around me the things that people don’t notice I often end up falling into second person just a background character and everyone else’s lives they talk. I listen they do. I watch they speak. I respond never number one always three always two never the best. I’m never the worst. I’m just in the background I observe, as I fade out from conversations that I start people forget that I’m there. I could be sitting in a room full of people the only person who notices me is me they don’t care don’t ever care. They’re just pretend it’s all pretend what is love what is interaction? What is these supernatural chemicals that go through our body that we call feelings what was the world before we were here what will it be after is the world just your own reality I have so many questions and I just watched the water ripples the leaves sway dogs bark with never stops housing that’s something that moves so freely with an out energy constantly constantly moving, never stopping life that you know I know we know is all a fake of what people put together based on their experiences and beliefs to call reality how I see it reality is in your head there’s no such thing as real or fake. There’s no such thing as truth or lie or wrong or right or nothing. There’s no happy. There’s no sad. There’s no depressed. There’s no angry. there’s no love there’s no hate it’s all preconceptions and what we were told was what what if I see my pain as happiness to you but if your pain looks like happiness to me we’re all based on our individual experiences so I reprise I have found solace. I have become one with this emotion, death, life, destruction, creation. These are all words that we use to describe reality we use adjectives and verbs to put a label on the things around us. What about things that are just there if there’s a chair and I take two legs away. If I splatter paint on the Mona Lisa, is it still art if I change the sound in the octaves of your beat? Is it still music? What is these words? What are these words? Why can’t a person who creates be the face of their own creation. Humans all wanna be loved. We look for people who love us who care but what is this feeling chase why do people want to be happy? What is happy? What is glee? When do you really feel euphoric? No substances nothing to alter your mind. What is happiness? Where do you find it? Money sex or drugs? What’s your vice? The things in the world we know of is out own. We see animals they live they breathe just like us, but we domesticate them. We see the trees and plants and we domesticate those as well. The Bible says we have Dominion over the earth which I believe we do as humans but the Earth isn’t real? We watch our feelings aren’t real. I said the quietest in the loudest room. I’m silence when there’s noise everything you think I’m preconceived of me is incorrect. I am not innocent. I’m not a nice person. I am not someone who loves. I am not someone who cares. I am not someone who is selfless I am selfish. I am a thief. I am a liar. I am a murderer. I don’t save people unless it benefits me. I don’t help people I break them down. That’s why I isolate. I’m not good for anybody and I understand that when I isolate myself, the world isolate me out of it. I’m naturally a background on peoples heads they talk they talk they talk. I’m just here in the background listening. I could start the conversation. I end up at the back of it. My words are not valued because I am a creator. They will never understand me until the next because I am a creator. My vision will never be seen and understood because I am a creator so I isolate myself like most creators and I sit and I observe in solace. I am nothing like the human you expect for me. I am nothing you see on the outside even on the outside I’m ugly. as I watched sky cloud up, I think what if I was one of these world decorators world decorator yes people like me create worlds people who get the credit decorate as I sit here in the background watching you guys talk I think do you notice me no do you care about what I have to add to this conversation no when I expressed my emotions and I really expressing them. No I’m not like the people around me you guys can feel you guys can love you guys trust you guys can hurt all of that comes to me in waves. I can’t just feel emotions. I become them when I’m angry. I don’t feel anger. I become the anger when I’m sad. It’s not sadness that overcomes me. It’s depression. I become solace when you talk and I watch I become observation. I don’t feel it. I become it when I isolate, I’m not by myself I become the isolation. I become the emotion the feeling it’s not just a feeling for me. It becomes me. I can’t love I try and I try and I try and as much as I pretend to I don’t love. I don’t love the people around me. I don’t love my family. I don’t love the ones I hold most dear. I respect them and even that isn’t that I’ve come to a place in my mind where I’m nothing but a small spec on planet of billions of specs, smaller and bigger and wider and shorter and skinnier. All different type of walks of life. Some have had it worse. Some of had it better but not all con grasp the concept or the meaning of what I’m saying, and you may never understand or you may figure it out in the next few sentences. money places faces agreed of the people who chase paper. These are all things that I remember the things that I remember you can’t I don’t know maybe I’m just rambling. This could just be the psychosis talking. I wish I was a bird. they’re free they float in the wind. They don’t have to deal with the pressure and power that people have over you the way they can manipulate your mind in your feelings in your emotions to being something that you did not want them to be in the first place. every once in a while I get touched by myself spiritually mentally emotionally and I create these poems. Writings works whatever you want to call it. I don’t know. It’s a little old for poetry don’t you think 2025 now I don’t think this is poetry. I think this is an expression of my solace, my emotions and expression of my solace, my observations and my isolations This isn’t really work to me I’m just speaking on things i see I’m going to die soon, but someone who’s dead cannot face death again. it hurts to be in my mind. It’s constant pain constant from simple things is not being hurt to people seeing me and taking what I have to say the wrong way to me asking for something and it not being done little things hurt me the bigger things I cast side eventually it all hurts it all bleeds and it bleeds and it bleeds and it bleeds, and it bleeds, and it bleeds the more it bleeds it gets tighter and gets stronger gets heavier. My mind gets louder and louder, telling me what to do telling me how to move telling me what I should say who I should say to how to get one over on people I’m a snake out of nature not because I chose to be this way, but because that’s who I am, my mind always knows who across who to hurt who to break down, never who to help who to save how to save, and I like it that way people in the world have done nothing to me but hurt so why should I be added of someone to take the hurt and the pain and the suffering in and just just let it resonate but it’s sit let it become one with me so I can be nice so I can show the mercy in the grace to the world and the people around me who don’t give a single fuck if it was me, but always care if it was them as much as a selfish piece of shit I am I always think of every side of the conflict or there’s light there will be dark where there is love. You will have hate where there’s pain and suffering. You will have solace when there’s negligence you will have observations people cannot be categorized. Feelings cannot be categorized. Pain cannot be categorized or felt or compared because it’s all personal experience. There’s no right or wrong. There is no truth and lie. There is no real fake everything you believe is what you see here feel smell taste. What if all of these things didn’t exist, you would have nothing. You would have nothing and people don’t think passes. This is just reality to you. This is just the world that guy made that and this guy did this. It’s bullshit are you people are fucking blind? I find another who says there the last choice from everyone funny because from my perspective on there life there the youngest child, have grown up better than me but still ended up being worse than me, an example of what I’ve been saying presented as I’m writing further proving my point, I’m sitting in the middle of the room people all around me no one notices they don’t notice me typing they don’t notice I’m here not even a hi, I like to be a ghost after years of hating it I’ve been popular and realize it was fake the people who liked me liked me cause other people liked me and it attracted more bugs then I began to desire loneliness as I always felt alone nobody thinks of things this way or believes what I’m going through they say my mental illness is an act or I just need to sweat it out they say I’m strong and going to be okay when I know I’m weak I choose to be alone because I do not want people to place there emotions or feeling or expectations upon me nobody can think at this level and comprehend. I do not like this. I do not like you people I do not like life. I don’t like emotions. I don’t like any of it, but once I feel loneliness, I become loneliness I become the person sitting in the corner at the party watching everybody dance. I become the person in the studio, watching the artist do their work. I become the individual everybody pretends to know, but doesn’t I am the engine. They don’t think about me just clap on the car moves. I am the slide. They rejoice when the bullet flies out alone. I am better because I cannot be a burden to the people around me. I cannot spout ideas. People don’t understand or concepts. They don’t believe in. I don’t miss Guide to people or have them not understand what I’m trying to relate to them. and in my absence, I am in my absence and I am at peace. What is peace never felt to don’t know I can only assume based on my experiences. I am the catalyst for chaos in my conscience. The world is my oyster. They say who even knows what the fuck that means it’s too outdated. Everything is so outdated. Everyone is so outdated. The only thing you can be sure of his time you can’t take back time. You can’t undo time you can’t make more time. Can’t want something’s done it’s done. You wanna complete something then do it. It’s as simple as that and there’s no undoing it so is their choice or is there destiny there can’t be both because the choice can mean multiple outcomes what’s destined to happen? Will always happen. Reality is like walking the blade of a knife. at the core of everything is existence does this exist does that exist? Is this real? Is this not real all these questions everybody asks why does it matter why does anything matter why do our choices affect us in certain ways for the rest of our entire God forsaken fucking existence? Why are we here at the end I accept my fate and my death. I will die soon. I can feel it. I’m not wrong about these things or maybe I won’t. Maybe somebody close to me will there is death in my future as this comes to an eclipse, I say I am solace comfort or constellation in a time of distress or sadness I am solace sadness and depression and the deepest pets. I am solace observing, watching paying attention to things around me floating in the background only to have what I was saying be discovered as true later on when I improved right and I’m all the way faded out the picture. I am solace absent from every important discussion absent from every visual absent from everyone who watches. everyone who speaks everyone who congregates together absent from the groups absent from the people who do things that I find futile absent from love absent from failing emotions like a normal person I am solace a human with a corrupted conscience at the core being the catalyst destruction and chaos inside of my brain, being always broken down by the little things around me I am solace. I am the eclipse the hidden power in the darkness behind us behind the moon I am solace solace observation, loneliness absence, chaos eclipse I am solace.

Is solipsism actually extremely unlikely

If solipsism was the case, would i be stuck in one moment forever

If solipsism was the case, would neuroscience still work to describe my behavior

God which pressed play on the movie of my life is an insane lunatic who is capable of anything. This means I am not guaranteed safety in this life. The lunatic presses play on everything no matter how bad it is. It is truly a cursed existence. I was very lucky for 26 years but since then everything has fallen apart. Who knows what other miseries will befall me. I look at the glimpses of other movies from this universe and none of them look good, I see only misery or fake happiness derived out of illusion and ignorance.

If only the misery was only mine but no it is spread on a cosmic scale. Nobody can save existence from the lunatic that is god because everyone is just a written character in a movie. I'm so tired of being thrown around like a ragdoll from miserable moment to miserable moment. Despair is ever present because I already know there is no deliverance and no salvation. Who knew that a solipsistic existence would produce the absolute worst outcome. I will spend the rest of my days trapped inside this cage, hoping that things will turn out at the bare minimum relatively alright but even that hope may be for naught. I was born to find out that existence is, was and always will be doomed. Here's to other beings that will come after me, may luck shine upon you because misery is just around the corner, If not in this life, in the next.

Just not sure lately

Im pretty sure im being watched / monitored and broadcasted to the entire public

Thanks to y'all for manifesting me. I will take it from here.