Go ahead, doubt me. I dare you.

Have you ever had an intense dream? You know, the kind that feels like it's real. The type of dream that when you awake from it, the only clue you have to convince yourself that it all took place in your head and is not reality, is the fact that the person you were having dinner with in this so-called dream was Abraham Lincoln. (Note to self: Try to cut down on run-on sentences and anachronisms.)

Well, what if you were dreaming right now? Maybe you're not actually reading this blog. You're just dreaming that you are. Scary thought, no? Welcome to my world. It's a place where hyperbolic doubt rules all.

Dreams can play with people's senses and make them believe and feel things that aren't actually there. Since my senses can be tricked in this manner, I can no longer put any faith into them. It's like I'm looking at an optical illusion 24/7. It's a shame really. Since pretty much everything is experienced through senses, I don't know what exists and what doesn't. And that includes everyone I know.

When I meet a person, I can see, hear, and maybe even smell and feel him. It is through my senses that I know the given person exists, but since I now doubt my senses, I also doubt that this person exists.

So now you probably wonder why my senses might be lying to me. Well, there doesn't really need to be a reason. I will doubt them either way, but I have thought of a few. I've already stated before that I might just be dreaming, but there is more. What if there is some malicious demon that is purposefully manipulating my senses and deceiving me? Why he would do that, I don't know. But it certainly is possible.