Oh! What a wonderful view of this 21st century metropolis! I should think I should remain here a while and experience the view, I can hardly believe my eyes!
And as it turns out, you probably shouldn't!
I prefer the term "thinking" but suit yourself. Regardless, if I weren't being "daft" as you call it, I should think I never existed in the first place.
'Tis I, Descartes! Are you sure those exhalations are your own? Or were they put there by some evil genius?
You must be daft, Cartman! These were my ideas and my words. Who else could've put them in my head?
'The heck are you?!I was enjoying my optimistic exhalations!
*Pssht* Listen to yourself! No wonder you Britishers have no idea how to season food!
On the contrary, I am being true to my beliefs!
How dare you! Insolent snail-snorter!
Johnny m'boy, are you not being a little naive?
Very well, how do you know I'm real? Is it because you can see me? Hear me? Perhaps smell me? Why do you cling to your senses?
Why don't you stop berating me and make a point!
But you're here berating me right now. How can you possibly not exist?
You're absolutely daft! And more than a little paranoid!
*Sigh* You're missing the point entirely. But you're finally asking the right questions.
My point is, there will always be some unknowable unknown knowledge out there. It should be your goal to ALWAYS look out for it.
But John, how can any of us be sure we aren't being deceived at this very moment?
Of course not! Sometimes...
So I never get to calm down and enjoy my life ever again at the threat of ceasing to exist?
Prisoner #313, rise to attend to your daily duties of cleaning the manure pile!
Suddenly, John Locke wakes up
'Zounds! The Cartman was correct! I shall never risk being happy ever again!