fuck it, then. if the world is your imagination then it is the companion to your own ego and you need to treat it with the same care as you would offer yourself since it, as an extension of yourself, is another aspect of you. Provide it with dignity and respect. Entreat your imagination. Coexist with yourself.

or just come to terms with the fact that there are perceptions of the same reality you will never experience but with which you must endeavor to relate. empathy is the most underrated character statistic in this universe that somehow everyone has the delusion of their own heightened empathy yet — somehow — we exist within a system that breeds and rewards selfishness