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I wonder, what would it be like to be a suicidal immortal? Or to be a hungry chocolate bunny? Or to have a rocking chair that was made out of actual rock?

I’ve always wondered, if something doesn't exist, how do we know what it is?
Hear me out, say Charlie never existed, people won't say," oh Charlie doesn't exist", no they would say,"whose Charlie?” See what I’m saying? Since said item or thing doesn't exist we would not be aware that it didn't exist. And by that logic if something does exist then it doesn't exist. Because you are not you, you are trillions of little things that work together called cells. Those cells are composed of chemical bonds and those chemicals are made from atoms. Trillions of atoms make up one cell trillions of cells make up you. Everything you do in your body is a chemical reaction. The pain you feel comes from nerve cells in your body that send an electric signal to your brain that (that electric signal is composed of electrons which are part of an atom which make up a cell) and the brain gets that signal and lets you feel pain. The occipital part of your brain (the back of your head) is where all eyesight is formed. You don't see with your eyes you gather data with your eyes the part where you organize that data and form it into a recognizable image is at the back of your head. All this in turn are just a few ways that the body functions by which leads me to say, am I really me? Or am I just a world for components to thrive on.

Just wondering