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I started to have strange doubts. I allowed myself to think that maybe I really was the only existing person in the world. After all, I could never truly know that anyone else existed, at least not the way I knew, at that very moment, that I existed and was shaking uncontrollably. Maybe I was just a brain in a vat with some alien clown going overboard while stimulating the area for unfathomably cold. So that’s where I was; the quiet I had longed for for such a long time had finally come and I found that more than anything it caused me to doubt the very material world that had left me hugging ...more
A Naked Singularity
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