Dark Matter

by Blake Crouch

Nothing exists. All is a dream. God—man—the world—the sun, the moon, the wilderness of stars—a dream, all a dream; they have no existence. Nothing exists save empty space—and you…. And you are not you—you have no body, no blood, no bones, you are but a thought. MARK TWAIN

I discovered this quote from Mark Twain during the writing process, and I fell in love with it because it nails a beautiful conundrum of human existence. The only thing we can be sure of is that we are conscious. I thought it was a perfect existential crisis to introduce as Jason1 is wrestling with his own psychosis in Jason2’s brave new world.