IMHO nothing is waiting to punish you. I find it inconceivable that what ever created me would punish me for the very things I was created to think and do. It just makes no sense.
Absolutely. I don’t think this miracle of life is any accident. I’ve always believed this. Not in a kind of “old grey haired dude” kind of way, but in a “everything here has a purpose”. Costy, you have a purpose, and I have a purpose, that lady I saw today riding her mountain bike in the rain with a face mask, baseball cap and plastic bag for a raincoat, she has a purpose. Even Pol Pot, he even had a purpose. I don’t think the purpose is to be kind or gentle or even have a great life. In a way that would defeat our purpose. No one learns things when life is easy. I always learn the most about why I am on earth when my life is a clusterfuck combination of fear, vomit and angry babies. Sure I reflect a lot when I am happy, but that isn’t the meat and potatoes of existence. For the majority of people, the meat and potatoes is living in the constant hope of better. A better house, a better mate in life, a better looking body. The way I see it, you and that lady riding her bike with the garbage bag raincoat is hopeful. Hopeful some day she will have a car, or a better raincoat. The only time I lose hope is when I can’t come up with something that I am hopeful to change. I vacillate between gleeful mania and self-pity, and the thing that is the underlying theme is hope there is something better.
Costy, you and that lady contribute to a collective kind of knowledge even if you don’t k now it. You posting here, if even it gives one person hope, is contributing to the collective knowledge of mankind. I am thinking, when this body runs out of steam, either because I’m just plain too old to carry on, or I have been hit by a car and killed crossing the road to get to that icecream/pot dealer who walks down my street daily in the summer, I think I will go back to this collective of souls and it will be warm and confusing and contain all the knowledge of all humanity, including that lady on the bike and you. I look forward to it, but for now, my job is to add to that collective knowledge, the collective knowledge that contributes to the cloud of souls I will join when I die.
Doesn’t nihilism go against the idea that there’s something beyond this life? if that’s the case nothing’s waiting to punish you. And yup, nihilism is a tiring, difficult way to live… sort of was there for a long time in my 20s and it never got any easier.
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I flip flop between nihilism and the exact opposite of nihilism, it makes no damned sense.
It’s a draining philosophy. I wish you the best.
I just don’t see any point, if there is something on the other side I’ll pay whatever punish is waiting there for me.
IMHO nothing is waiting to punish you. I find it inconceivable that what ever created me would punish me for the very things I was created to think and do. It just makes no sense.
Do you think that something created us ?
Absolutely. I don’t think this miracle of life is any accident. I’ve always believed this. Not in a kind of “old grey haired dude” kind of way, but in a “everything here has a purpose”. Costy, you have a purpose, and I have a purpose, that lady I saw today riding her mountain bike in the rain with a face mask, baseball cap and plastic bag for a raincoat, she has a purpose. Even Pol Pot, he even had a purpose. I don’t think the purpose is to be kind or gentle or even have a great life. In a way that would defeat our purpose. No one learns things when life is easy. I always learn the most about why I am on earth when my life is a clusterfuck combination of fear, vomit and angry babies. Sure I reflect a lot when I am happy, but that isn’t the meat and potatoes of existence. For the majority of people, the meat and potatoes is living in the constant hope of better. A better house, a better mate in life, a better looking body. The way I see it, you and that lady riding her bike with the garbage bag raincoat is hopeful. Hopeful some day she will have a car, or a better raincoat. The only time I lose hope is when I can’t come up with something that I am hopeful to change. I vacillate between gleeful mania and self-pity, and the thing that is the underlying theme is hope there is something better.
Costy, you and that lady contribute to a collective kind of knowledge even if you don’t k now it. You posting here, if even it gives one person hope, is contributing to the collective knowledge of mankind. I am thinking, when this body runs out of steam, either because I’m just plain too old to carry on, or I have been hit by a car and killed crossing the road to get to that icecream/pot dealer who walks down my street daily in the summer, I think I will go back to this collective of souls and it will be warm and confusing and contain all the knowledge of all humanity, including that lady on the bike and you. I look forward to it, but for now, my job is to add to that collective knowledge, the collective knowledge that contributes to the cloud of souls I will join when I die.
How does sleeping fit into nihilism?…oh wait I just read up on it. Yup, sleeping fits in.
That’s a pretty cool word had to look up the meaning
I am not a nihilist but I do want to sleep all day today because I am not feeling good. I think I caught a cold or something.
Doesn’t nihilism go against the idea that there’s something beyond this life? if that’s the case nothing’s waiting to punish you. And yup, nihilism is a tiring, difficult way to live… sort of was there for a long time in my 20s and it never got any easier.