do i exist? first i must ask the question, who am i? i am a collection of ideas, opinions, beliefs, perceptions... where did they come from? better yet, why am i these things? am i anything more than these things? what if i didn't have these... ideas, opinions, beliefs, and perceptions... what would i be?

holy shit. i wouldn't be. I wouldn't be. wow. speechless.

who am i? if that's all that I is, what's beyond I? what's beneath the surface? anything? I can't even comprehend that. so what happens... if I get rid of I? better said: what if I commits suicide?

what if... anything?

ok, so obviously I am I. there is no existence of the self beyond that. so my self is this I, this thing, this collection of beliefs, opinions, whatever. did I choose them? what does it even matter? who cares what I did, I doesn't know anything. how can I be trusted? the only thing to do is kill I. there's nothing beyond that now.