I know absolutely nothing.

Everything is doubtful. I’m not even a solipsist. I am unsure of my own existence. I’m utterly disconnected from reality and there’s nothing to do. I don’t care.

Edit: On second thought, there is only doing. This is because there’s no knowing left.

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