Reflection

Something that occurred to me today. I'm reading a paper called An Essay in Aesthetics (by Roger Fry), and the author talks about how when you watch movies your reactions/emotions in reaction to an event are purer than in real life because you don't have a part in what happens; no instinct to get out of the way, no obligation to help, etc. Then he goes on to say that if one is to use a shop window (or something similar) as a mirror and watch what goes on behind them they will experience a similar detatched feeling, and will notice more because it isn't immediately affecting them (at least that's how their brain interprets it). Then I was thinking about how I'm not sure that I like the idea of people looking at me like a movie. That made me think of a movie I watched called What the Bleep do We Know? which talked about how we affect things with our minds; basically the whole "I think therefore I am" deal except a lot moreso. A lot of stuff about how nothing is absolute unless we can see it. I don't believe that; I spent several minutes at karate yesterday doing katas with my eyes closed and I was absolutely sure every step I took that I'd run into someone or something (in particular one of the punching bag things even though I was in the dead center of the mat nowhere near the bags). But anyway, it made me think what if it was real and I was an imaginary person in someone else's reality? What if I don't actually exist except when someone sees me, and everything I do is determined by what someone else may or may not be thinking and when they are or are not thinking it? Maybe I only exist because some random person on the street sees me twice in their life and I have to be there at those two points and so therefore I exist? More like "Someone else thinks, therefore I am" than the other one.