I realize that the knowledge that we have is like a grain of sand on a beach compared to all the knowledge that is to be had. That leaves lots of room for parallel universes. Are figments of our imagination more than figments of imagination?
“Are figments of our imagination more than figments of imagination?”
Descartes walks into a restaurant.
He’s perusing the menu when a waiter walks over.
Descartes orders and the waiter asks him “Would you like wine with your meal?”
Descartes ponders for a moment and answers “I think not”....and then he VANISHES.