Fairy wrote: ↑Mon Nov 04, 2024 8:00 am
iambiguous wrote: ↑Mon Nov 04, 2024 12:13 am
Fairy wrote: ↑Sun Nov 03, 2024 1:58 pm
I like being dead. I love oblivion.
Well, sure, that does make all the difference in the world. Now, for those of us here who, for whatever personal reasons, still like being alive and dread the prospect of nothingness for all of eternity, what's to like about either one of them.
Fairy just likes the idea of not existing, not 'me' the character, but life - all of life. I mostly wish that LIFE was not happening at all, but it is. I would rather there had been nothing rather than something. Nothing for eternity would have been my ideal. Fairy in character form, doesn't like being alive. But since I am alive and had no choice but to be alive I have to constantly seek to distract myself, entertain myself, the internet has been a massive boredom buster I must say. So often these days I spend most of my day doom scrolling, I get to travel all round the world meeting loads of interesting people without moving a muscle. Then there is forum life, that's another boredom buster. Other than that effortless and cheap activity, the alternative is to stay in bed all day, which is fine, I don't mind it, but then every now and then I need to get out of bed to stretch and of course to go bathroom and eat some food so I don't wither away.
I'm retired now so I can do what I like. But yeah, I've never enjoyed living ever since I realised as young child what an absolute shit show it is.
People might say to me then why don't you off yourself if you don't like being alive. But then that idea feels worse than being alive, so I just endure, knowing I am going to die one day anyway.
When I was a kid I used to lie in bed thinking a lot. Things like 'who am I', and why am I here and shit. One thought that was very profound and prominent and came out of the blue was the weird realisation that I'm here to be conscious of being dead. I feel dead inside, and I'm conscious of that, it's weird to be conscious of being dead. But that's what being alive feels like to me most of the time.
The embodiment of dasein, perhaps?
And, in some respects, I think and feel the same sort of things.
But, let's face it, for most of us, death has always revolved less around what we think about it [philosophically or otherwise], and more around the actual circumstances in our lives. And, of course, the extent to which some are able to
genuinely believe in a God, the God, my God. In immortality and salvation.
For those who "here and now" are living a life filled with people they love and with things they are passionate about...work, the arts, sports, politics, food, drink, etc., ...death obliterates it all.
Imagine, for example, being a celebrity with a life that is filled with tons and tons of things worth living for. Someone, say like Bill Maher. He is now 68 years old and an atheist. Or, perhaps, even better, a Woody Allen. He is now 88 years old and an atheist.
Isn't that, for all practical purposes, the way it works in regard to our actual existential death?
That it frightens many doesn't surprise me. Especially those who really do have a lot to lose.