Is anything even real anymore.

I cooked a steak. How weird this gross piece of cold raw flesh on a cold plate is and I was thinking I am just an animal with the luxury of packaged flesh and is it human flesh? Like I wouldn't know. We just believe it's a cow but we don't have fucking proof of anything. The knife went through the same as if it was my own leg. But you need to understand that you are your brain, looking through from a sack of flesh. You aren't your clothes, your hair, your face or even your hands. you are the thing that gives you consciousness and the false belief that you have undeniable free will over every single aspect of your own body. Nothing will ever compare to the sheer horror of being aware of yourself being your own prison.