October 17, 2009

• A topsy-turvy world

  A bit ago my friend Chris was talking to me when from the other room Cory suddenly asked Chris in a confused tone, "Who are you talking to?"  Cory was lying on the couch around the corner, and thus had no idea I was there.  "Oh I'm talking to Phil," Chris responded.  "He's here. He's at the table. Yeah, I'm not crazy, talking to an empty room."

  At this last comment I quickly sat up straight.

  Rewind back to a few days ago.  I'm walking up to the house, just returning from class.  For some reason, I expect Chris to be sitting in the living room as I walk in the door.  What would I say to him?  I ensue to imagine the following dialogue occurring once inside the door.
  
  "Chris!" I boom in an ebullient tone, "A wonderful afternoon to you, my friend!  You know, I am just so happy you are here.  You make the world such a better place.  I would be crazy without you."
  "Um, why would you be crazy without me?" Chris asks skeptically.
  "Well, just think about it," I reply, "if you weren't here, I'd be speaking to a completely empty room.  That whole intro would have been directed at no one.  And that would have been quite crazy of me to say all that to no one in particular.  The fact that you are here has saved my sanity.  And for that I thank you."

  (Chris would also then say, 'I'm not quite sure my presence has done the trick.')

  Chris, however, was not in the living room, and the dialogue never happened. 

  Thus as Chris said "Yeah, I'm not crazy, talking to an empty room" my mind launched into a super-intensive state of realization.  A fictional reality I had dreamed up had become real in reverse.  I had hoped to appeal to Chris's presence to justify my sanity, but instead Chris used mine to justify his. 

  Thus, while neither Chris nor I are crazy, it has been confirmed that the world we live in definitely is. 

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