[It is comforting to think it as self-evident.]
So then where is the center of this circle that we are missing? How incredible it would be if I do not exist: I look out my window, I see the gray sky, my campus below, a church spire in the distance, and autumn-balded trees* far out to the horizon. Again I see that it is circular logic, yet: I am not real; I am not typing this. I am not an individual... then am I part of something? Even then that would be real, so something exists. If this were an illusion, then there would still be something real to provide this illusion.
If we are real, we are real. If we are not real, this is an illusion, and still something would be real... Could our minds ever think of an alternative? Would we have the language to describe such a state?
* What is the technical descriptor I am looking for? Deciduous trees lose their leaves and are _________ (bald from autumn)?
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