Not

The suspension of disbelief is a concept that illustrates a kind of game we play against, with and as our selves. The twist in this tale is that we seek to mask (as though by self-hypnosis) the unreality of a world that only becomes real as a function of the extent to which we become invested in the belief that this is the case. We believe the substance and presence with which our experiences present us and in so doing we reflexively come to (also) experience our selves as real. We are in fact wearing the same mask with which we disguise the world’s emptiness and paradoxical mystery in order to obscure our own. In this way, we come to exist by deceiving ourselves about the way the world is, about what we might ever know or describe and communicate.

All of which is of course quite interesting but the most curious concept of all is that the world only becomes real when it is (inhabitable, and) inhabited by just such an enigmatic causal loop of self-referential sentience. In some strange and plausibly unintelligible psychological sense – the observer and the world with which they are so intimately entangled exists if and only if they do not exist.

Of course, this is all built on (and of) nothing but that is the point.