Matt H: Hey Matt H. do you know what I was thinking about today?
Matt H: What Matt H?
Matt H: What if our entire life experience and perception of reality is in fact a figment of our imagination. Not only a figment, but actually determined from our subconscious. For example, if I have never been over those mountains on the horizon, than what lies just beyond their reach is actually a giant void of black nothing, and until I breach the perimeter and determine through subconscious cognition what the rapidly firing synapses of my brain concoct and presuppose what should exist, nothing is there and nothing ever will be until I resolve it to be so and verify it through optical perception. I may choose desert and cactus, but until my eyes are set upon the landscape only a black hole of information exists. And is that even a reality or just a mere boring and haphazard creation like de ja vu (not the strip club)? What if I could tap into that grey cerebral and create much more interesting experiences? Beyond those mountains lies a land of peppermint, jell-o, and bicycle humans made of pretzel bread who live in yellow trees and travel by rainbows from a mythical crystal. In fact you may just be someone I created while sleeping and I interject this character who shares my first name into my daily routine. I am really the only human wondering this maze of experience from my own creation. Maybe that is why some people have such hard lives; they create hardship to fulfill some mutated masochistic impulse. It is probably all chemically determined. I want to unlock the key of control over those chemicals, and in turn my destiny and reality. I want to live in a world of light travel and animation like Roger Rabbit, but I don’t want to know that I’m controlling because that may take away from my joy, fulfillment, and satisfaction derived from the spontaneity of it all. Like I would really enjoy if you started sprouting daises from the top of your head and shoulders, that had little faces in the middle who sang barber shop quartet versions Irish drinking songs, but I don’t want to know that I made it happen. I don’t know man, I just feel like that would make my life so much more interesting.
Matt H: Did you smoke any weed today?
Matt H: I knew you were gonna say that. I probably made you say that. Damn, no barber shop quartet singing daises.
I think Matt Hiller wrote the Matrix.
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1-I think Matt has a good suit against the so-called writers of that movie
2-If that is a direct and accurate quote you, my handsmome friend, have the greates memory of any human anywhere.
I always think of Matt when I watch Fight Club...and Friday. Who can forget that guys laugh. It was the best!!!
I think I had a conversation with Matt like that too, sans the peppermint jello, of course. Then he gained a testimony and answered his own questions!
If that was a direct quote I would question if you were not an Oblad.
Matt's brother is married to the hottest teacher I had.
I think he and my husband have identical thought processes.
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