I have this dream... i wake up (in the dream) or read a book... to realize world does not exist... that I made it up. It is not there. there is just darkness and nothingness. All the people i met and places I visited were just product of my imagination.

i always wake up with tears in my eyes from this dream. cannot explain it... besides overdosing on philosophy... but why does it occur now? I went through the "world does not exist" phase some 10 years ago and I moved on since. It was intruiging back than, but it scares me now...

because... what if... it is true after all?