As a "rationality"-ist, somewhat timid, and even paranoid-at-times, and anti-cynical, optimistic, humans/humanity/life-loving (but somewhat too naïve), vampire, I accepted many truisims which I now think were too farfetched to take for granted, from "the real world" being perceived in an absolute manner ("Objectivism?"), to magic not existing, to the hell-"world" supply and transportation of many elements from chocolate beans and their by products, to very rare metals and other minerals, to oil, which are all moved across thousands of kilometresusing extremely-heavy-and-big ships-and-aeroplanes, that should have burned oil like no tomorrow.
Some of these "irrational" doubts were something that often passed through my mind, but thinking there "was a conspiracy" was something I only thought was true during clinical depressions (when I also believed I was a malevolent person) and *some* "manias" when I was almost or "completely" sure my fantastical (often rationalised as "Science Fiction") and farfetched-seeming models-of-the-universe (which were not quite accurate) were true.
So they were "unthinkable" to me.
Moreover, many parts of TheCodex™ of TheGame™ of Fantastecha™ seem incredibly insightful and amazing to me, even though I admit, that I (yes, narcissistically!) thought of myself as clever of even very clever. [Rhinoes]
[Rhinoes] I've been called "stupid", "senile" (both including by the hell echoes of my (genetic ?) parents, whom I live in their apartment and whom I ostensibly am physically and financially supported by). Some "people" told me they thought I was an IRC bot. Many people liked many of my works, from short Chuck Norris/Summer Glau/Windows Update/etc. factoids (often still crossover ones) to relatively long novellas, screenplays, or essays.
A lot of people even told me ""