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Hi,
This is my box. Thousands of years ago, I put a man in this box. At first, he didn't do much, but he survived. The box was a mystery to him.
Then, he started to examine his box. Every square inch of it. He learned everything there is to know about his box. It's material, it's age, everything. He became a scholar on the box.
Now he calls himself an atheist, for there is nothing outside the box, or so the man says. He can explain everything from in there; from within the box.
He has forgotten about me. I don't blame him: I sealed the box tightly, long ago. There's no way for the man to know of the world outside his box.
But here I am, and I'm real.
This is my box. Thousands of years ago, I put a man in this box. At first, he didn't do much, but he survived. The box was a mystery to him.
Then, he started to examine his box. Every square inch of it. He learned everything there is to know about his box. It's material, it's age, everything. He became a scholar on the box.
Now he calls himself an atheist, for there is nothing outside the box, or so the man says. He can explain everything from in there; from within the box.
He has forgotten about me. I don't blame him: I sealed the box tightly, long ago. There's no way for the man to know of the world outside his box.
But here I am, and I'm real.
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What do you think?