I like some of the flavours you conjour up there, but am not sure what your point is. I've an idea, but I may be wrong - please correct me if I am.
Is it that you suspect that possibly you are the only one 'here' and that everything you experience is the result of some system or program in which you are installed, all alone?
You refer to Occam a number of times, and yet, doesn't the idea that everything you experience has been created so as to fool you seem more improbable than the notion that your senses have evolved over billions of years so that you are able to experience what IS there? Doesn't that explanation pass the Occam test more readily?
If the world is some form of constructed illusion, who constructed it? Someone else? (Which solves the problem of an-other right there) Yourself? If you made it yourself, for what purpose? Out of what? What or where is the real you? Since you have no chance of answering these questions, and equally no chance of ever being able to convince anyone that they are valid, why not allow Occam his way, and accept what is presented to you?
Sure there may be hidden machinations below the surface of what is visible, but essentially things appear to work pretty well. Serves you right for listening to Radiohead, try some Pink Floyd (The Meddle Album is my personal favorite) or mix a coctail, slide back and switch to some kind of Cuban, or Brazilian Bossa Nova style music which will put you in touch with your schmoove side for a while. Lay off the drugs. Seriously dude.
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