Which brings up the question: what is real? Plato's Cavern? Sartre's conceit? Jung's archetypes? Freud's three-level second attempt to explain psychology? Do we make our own reality? Does Amos exist (for example) if I do not think of him, or do I if he doesn't think of me? Are we the fictons of some Cosmic Author, or is there Free Will? If there is, indeed, a Universe, does each of us create our own and how do the Universes overlap? Does the "Real" of each of us make up the greater fabric of "Reality" or is Reality itself an unreal construct? Or do we run screaming from these questions?