[ConorMacNessa]

Good point, and thanks for the use of the word "solipsism." It's a word I heard and used often in my undergrad days - a word that explains much of what is wrong with the world today. The most beautiful example I can recall of solipsism is the poem "Tea in the Palaz of Hoon" by Wallace Stevens:

Not less because in purple I descended
The western day through what you called
The loneliest air, not less was I myself.

What was the ointment sprinkled on my beard?
What were the hymns that buzzed beside my ears?
What was the sea whose tide swept through me there?

Out of my mind the golden ointment rained,
And my ears made the blowing hymns they heard.
I was myself the compass of that sea:

I was the world in which I walked, and what I saw
Or heard or felt came not but from myself;
And there I found myself more truly and more strange.



Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[HiTech RedNeck]

To go anywhere out of yourself you have to “believe” your way out of it... that doesn’t mean creating fantasies of course, this simply means continuing to hold true in the darkness what you learned in the light.