You should be able to answer this

You should be able to answer this

>put it into my ass
>if it hurts then its real otherwise it's not or maybe am I not real too
wait what

>aristototle
Go away with your pseudo science.

You won't be questioning whether it's part of reality or not when I shove it down your pants, you little philosophical faggot.

"no"
And then I eat the popsicle.

>have no arguments
>resort to ad homonum


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It exists, therefore it is part of reality. It could be a virtual popsicle in the matrix for all I care yet the matrix exists as a part of reality and therefore so does everything in it.

You should be able to answer this

Define reality.

STOP

>homonum
I don't want much in life, but I really want ESL to leave.

That popsicle doesn't exist. It's also not blue

Yes no maybe I don't know

It's not because anime isn't real and neither is your waifu

MAKE ME

MA-MASAKA

Only the likelihood of that it is, but not to the absolute given in the context of reality/real 3d. With that in mind, "this Popsicle" is a rendition/representation of a popsicle within fiction. It does not exist as an actual physical Popsicle in reality. It only exists as an actual physical Popsicle in fiction of which fiction exists in reality.

It's an anime , it's not real

you're not real kiddo

Prove it.

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Je pense que je suis. Je pense blue popsicle que blue popsicle suis.

It's simple math really.

Wew there Jaden.
Don't you have to go pester your dad to get you more movie roles?

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I already knew that, so continue watching anime.

I have a one-room apartment, so first I'd call the cops and report a burglary.

Are you retarded?

Are you the culprit?

Continue doing what I was doing because I already knew this.

You were walking into the room.

>Realise that you're adrift in an uncaring world.
Use my newfound superpowers to fight crime.

Acquire immortality

I came into the room to do something so I'll do that.

what popsicle

Can you prove it isn't?

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What show?

Tsukihime

True love was always pretty silly, stop being so negative.

What do blue popsicles taste like?

blue flavor

Man I fucking love kumagawa

>Resorting to Fallacies
>Trying to hide his incredible butthurt and retardness by hiding behind the ideas of others

Sure thing. Everybody knows logic is just a euro-centric silencing technique for people whose minds have yet to be white washed and revised. Enjoy your feed, sheeple

Simple, existence exist, and that popsicle exists.
You cannot prove a negative.

Existence exists—and the act of grasping that statement implies two corollary axioms: that something exists which one perceives and that one exists possessing consciousness, consciousness being the faculty of perceiving that which exists.

If nothing exists, there can be no consciousness: a consciousness with nothing to be conscious of is a contradiction in terms. A consciousness conscious of nothing but itself is a contradiction in terms: before it could identify itself as consciousness, it had to be conscious of something. If that which you claim to perceive does not exist, what you possess is not consciousness.

Whatever the degree of your knowledge, these two—existence and consciousness—are axioms you cannot escape, these two are the irreducible primaries implied in any action you undertake, in any part of your knowledge and in its sum, from the first ray of light you perceive at the start of your life to the widest erudition you might acquire at its end. Whether you know the shape of popsicle or the color of the popsicle, the axioms remain the same: that it exists and that you know it.

To exist is to be something, as distinguished from the nothing of nonexistence, it is to be an entity of a specific nature made of specific attributes.

>Room is empty
There is always material everywhere, there can never be true emptiness.

>uncaring world
Social bonds with others refutes this.

>human interaction is based on lies and selfishness
So what? People only show the best of themselves because of their universal desire to be loved. And when we are unable to show those positive traits, we show our negative traits which repulses people. If you ever tried to be truthful and show your true self to others, they would quickly distrust and despise you.
There is nothing wrong with having to lie to wish to become loved or be selfish.

>your entire life will not leave a lasting impression on the world
Who cares? Look at my work and despite, with nothing remaining. When I am dead, it won't matter what I leave because I won't be there to see how people react to it.

>What do
Live life to the fullest by leaving room.

false premise

>implying the room exists

Can you prove that the room doesn't exist?

Ah, I see you've made a picture detailing my day to day life.

If I killed you, does that mean you never existed in reality?

I won't die even if killed.

What sigma we talking about pops?

I like you user.
Wanna fuck and die together?

I see, so you think you're walking into a room. Fascinating.

how can mirrors be real...?

DESTROY THE WORLD

Masturbate

Exit the room.

You psychology shitters don't actually do anything productive anyway.

exactly this. why would I bother about the state of existence of a popsicle?

>caring about others.

cuck.

bleach

I already knew this when I entered the room.
I only repeat it to myself in a vain attempt to seem deep when really, in the scope of all accomplished scholars and philosophers that have graced this great, blue world so far, I have the intellectual depth of a mud puddle.
It's fun spouting nonsense like this and having people who rarely think about their own existence and how meaningless it is be fascinated by my thought process. It isn't anything special but for some reason they think it is, it excites me.
Peers who had access to tertiary education before I did left me behind. I can no longer compete on their level, they're all engineers, lawyers & doctors now, some have a great aptitude for politics or certain forms of art such as dance, painting or music. I only finished correcting the mistakes I made in highschool four years ago. I went my entire childhood and teenage years being asked why I wasn't achieving the same things they were. I didn't know how to and I didn't know how to answer that question, so I wouldn't.

I continue lying and using people to further my own career as best as I can. Doesn't always work out but when it does the pay off is great.

Maybe adopt a child if I really want to raise one. Sex is uncomfortable for me and I rather just be held while I cry into the arms of my lover. I cannot speak as eloquently as I used to. I cannot find an outlet for my frustration because I'm frustrated at my own mediocrity. I grew increasingly timid and anxious over the past two years to the point where I can only ask myself where it all went wrong.

If I can't do anything with my self by age 50. I'll begin making plans to use my failed life to hopefully enrich others then maybe kill myself. Could be for attention, could be because I care about seeing people with the potential to do better not squander it. Still trying to figure it out, 23 years to go. Killing myself now is out of the question.

I wonder what shows I'll pick up next seasons.