Dream
Psst. I need to tell you something important. It's going to sound ridiculous. But stop and listen for a second. This thing that you call "life" is nothing but a dream. A dream so real that you can't ever wake up. It's all you have ever known.
I know you've had this sneaking suspicion for a while now. But water doesn't boil at 99 degrees. Suddenly you've hit 100. You're struck by lightning. There's no turning back now.
A thing is no longer valid if it isn't real. There's no need to be afraid anymore. But it's too early to wake up. You want to go back. Only if you could stay a few minutes more.
So you mean nothing is real? The people, the world, nothing? No. This can't be. I can't simply rely on belief. I must know this for certain. But there is no way. Oh my lord, it's the greatest paradox.
A projection onto a blank canvas which is consciousness.
No way to prove it. No way to falsify. But you still have this life to deal with. The sufferings of daily life. Why go through them?
I'm only offering a possibility to you. Don't believe a single word that I say. Examine it for yourself. But remember my friend, experience cannot be trusted as a source of truth.
Are you saying that everyone that I have interacted with is just another figment of my imagination? All a part of the grand illusion? Isn't this just a philosophical idea called Solipsism?
All of it. These words and the rest. They are all a part of the brilliant projection. Your search for answers through the mind becomes like a knife trying to cut itself.