You (Probably) Don't Exist

Consciousness is a bit like poop. It's a mysterious internal process, and if you talk about it at parties you'll stop getting invited to parties.
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Original Libet paper:

A much better explanation of why the self seems a bit like an illusion:

Music used:

Bicycle Waltz - Goodbye Kumiko:

Symphony no. 9 - Funkmaster Beethoven -

consicousness,a weak excuse for philosophy,