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 The Substance Of All Things

Are objects really solid?
Is there really something known as matter?
When so called solid objects are examined closely, they reveal themselves as nothing but pure space
But how do they then appear as solid, separate things to me?
And how is that different minds see different solidity or meaning in the same things?
Is it possible that what I see in the world is what I expect to see?
Is it possible that by itself the world is empty, formless and indefinable
And that my brain interprets it as solid on the basis of what it believes, what is expects
Is it possible that the substance of all things is not matter but my imagination, my expectation, my beliefs




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