Okay, I get it... I'm really just a sticky puddle of quivering sub-atomic particles glommed somewhere onto the 2D surface of the universe's boundary 19 gazillion light years away. I only imagine I exist in this holographic dream world. There's also apparently a one-to-one relationship between what is happening in the immediate vicinity of the quivering puddle and what I think is happening in this dream world.
Bizarre. No, seriously scary stuff because almost anything can happen in the various models of the universe as conceived by physicists the last 20 years or so. Well, not anything, but one of these models is going to turn out to be the right one someday and it's not going to be a nice Einstein-modified, Newtonian universe we've all been hoping for, but some weird, weird, weird, hellacious place.
That finally explains how the big “O” got elected!