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The cold indifference of the universe Anonymous 16/12/28(Wed)00:09 No. 12765 ID: 84060f
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I do not necessarily have a fear of death. I actually sometimes think it would be cool to just not exist anymore and have nothing to worry about. It's still scary, but in comparison to what has begun to plague my thoughts it's nothing.

Anxiety has made me go through a lot. I used to be comfortable in my body and familiar with it. I felt happy, safe, and at home. After all the mental pain, intense stomach-crushing fear, I am left with an unsettling feeling about everything. I feel like I am a prisoner of reality. This universe summoned my consciousness here, with no choice on my part as far as I'm aware, to live this life, during which I have had to deal with these intense and horrible sensations.

The fact that there was nothing I could do about it, that there is no one to help, that the only thing I can reach out to is other monkeys in clothes who are also trapped in their own minds (though it's probably a better place in there), is incredibly isolating.

I have felt a pure, raw fear of death and eternity. I am no longer confident in reality. I am disturbed by its existence. I have no idea how I lived so long without thinking much of it.

The fact that it's probably possible that a few million years from now a group of aliens summons my consciousness again and induces torture and pain for thousands of years with no rest, and the universe just wouldn't care in its indifferent coldness, is terrifying. I'm scared of reality in that way. The fact that every horrible nightmare we can come up with could happen someday, and there is just no way to know.

This all feels very surreal. I feel uncomfortable being a brain. I can't trust my body not to get sick and give me a slow and painful or fast and even more painful death.

What is going on? Where are all the cameras?


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Anonymous 16/12/28(Wed)10:05 No. 12766 ID: f0cd61

>>12765
No such thing as death anyway


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Anonymous 16/12/28(Wed)21:28 No. 12768 ID: 408a9f

Do not worry too long about the Universe or the Universe may worry about you. Instead of something helpful, here are 10 anecdotes.

Your health defines only your physical existence. Be the type of person that can consider themself grounded.

When society exerts that global temperature or politics is the leading problem in the world today, find 300 ways to ignore them.

Only the Good die young can mean more than one thing. Life is a lot more about fresh air than computers.

For the incredible number of negative and polluting things in society there is nearly always a pocket of good.

Smart people don't watch TV. Movies are good, Old movies are better, and music can make you sing.

Learning is good for the soul.

Global systems run intensively Cryptographic data through wires, stations, and satellites to your home. You should never let that get you down.

Nobody reads the news anymore.

A great philosopher once said "You can measure a man by his Youtube subscriptions"

Most of history is a mistake.

You can find some pretty interesting stuff when you work out.


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Anonymous 16/12/30(Fri)13:31 No. 12773 ID: f3ebab

No one knows what's going on. Philosophy and mathematics are the closest thing to Platonic purity we can get. This is why I love philosophy. It's the only pure form of human activity along with mathematics that humans can do. Your soul is striving for certainty in a world of chaos. It's good to ask questions and be curious, but not pathologically so. There's a certain amount of philosophical certainty you should strive for, too much will drive you mad. Existence and consciousness seems to be too complicated for it not to have some kind of purpose, hold on to the Kantian super-sensible and the moral vocation we humans have. Start to contemplate beauty more, and the transcendentals. It will help with the eldritch form of the universe that we're automagically stuck in. The more you philosophize the more you can feel our supersensible nature more, or what Plato would call the Forms. Philosophy and math will let you grasp towards the infinite. You might enjoy Spinoza's Letter on the Infinite. A very short introduction to Spinoza that his friends read.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transcendentals

I'd recommend the Critique of Judgment for an analysis of beauty. Though it would help if you are already familiar with Kant. To get into the Critique of Judgment you should be familiar with the Critique of Pure Reason and the Critique of Practical Reason.

Here's a science documentary on people who had near-death experiences if you're interested in learning about what comes next. Maybe there is a purpose to it all, who knows. http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/day-i-died/

I'd also recommend Terrence Malick's filmography. He's a philosophical filmmaker who enjoys contemplating the sublime. His films might help ease you into the beauty of human nature. Tree of Life and Knight of Cups are films I'd particularly recommend for you.
Just keep philosophizing bro, you'll be fine. The questions are all that matter for now.


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Anonymous 16/12/30(Fri)21:37 No. 12775 ID: ccdc91

Death is a fabrication, honestly, just like the rest of the world of appearances. Death is a worse offender in my opinion, though, because the only thing that separates us from a "dead state" is a lack of conscious states. Many people think that we are conscious states, rather than that we have them. It's a bit like the idea of the soul in that there is no reason to suppose a separate mind with perfect continuity, and all evidence suggests the opposite, but we still cling to it as a final vestige of folk psychology.


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Anonymous 18/04/17(Tue)15:02 No. 13500 ID: 4e144d

>>12765
>The fact that every horrible nightmare we can come up with could happen someday, and there is just no way to know.
The reverse could be true too. Every single one of your dream, hope, and single ponce of your wildest though could happen.


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Anonymous 18/05/01(Tue)00:10 No. 13514 ID: 1bbee6

>>12775
sounds like you misread plato a bit


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Anonymous 18/05/08(Tue)00:56 No. 13517 ID: fe9887

I was put down under anaesthesia for a deviated septum (nose) correction. All I remember was the guy with the funny paper mask over his face putting the plastic mask over /my/ face. The next thing I remember is being wheeled out of the room as though the anaesthesia and procedure never happened. Time seemed to fold in on itself to my unconscious mind. If you let a dot represent a sensory frame that the brain senses and interprets (for example, an image seen by your eye accompanied with the sound of someone talking) separated by other sensory-framed dots (the connection between which is our sense of time in space as sequences of events unfold to the conscious mind), the character "|" to represent the event of putting the mask on my face, and if you let an underscore represent a lack of interpretation of events, as well as let a character space represent a unit of time, then what I experienced was as follows:

.............|.............._...._..._..__.___._________._____________[nothingness until anaesthesia begins to wear off]__________.______.____.__.._..._...........


There is something special about being put down under anaesthesia because you are getting a first-hand glimpse of the transition from being totally awake to being in an unconscious state. For all I could have known, a million years may have passed in this state and I would have woken up not knowing 1) the amount of time that had passed and 2) what happened to me during this time. No pain at all felt in this state. If for example something had went wrong, and my body reacted badly to the anaesthesia and I died, the wearing-off effect of the anaesthesia would not have happened and the former sequence of events would have been the last that I interpreted. So my interpretation of death is as follows: .

And it's not just the pain you don't feel. You lose sense of all time and awareness. Literally. Try to imagine the period between putting the mask on your face and being wheeled out of the room. You can't. That is because in that period, you didn't exist. Some philosophers say that we experience death every night when we go to bed. Because the asleep mind is not conscious, and time folds in on itself and before you know it 8 hours pass and you're suddenly awake again. There is no clear awareness of time in a slumbering state. It's the same non-existence as that which you were 500 years ago.

Yet despite this full awareness of what death is (or rather, isn't; it is absolute nothingness), I have had similar horrific, fearful thoughts of not only death itself, but the pain to get there.

Recently I had a traumatic event which lead me to believe I was |-| that close to death. An event of this severity left its mark on my trauma-free brain and now 2 months have passed since and the anxiety of such thoughts which never plagued me before consume many of my thoughts in bed. Against my own will, my curious brain imagines falling 18 stories high from a building (which fuels the anxiety; why I think it is beyond my understanding) and carrying out a similar transition from being totally awake to the void of nothingness.

It's a paradox because the previous sentence makes no sense. You cannot put an event in something that does not exist. This is where the fear comes in because the only thing my brain knows is events separated in time. How can these events suddenly stop? An eternity would go by a moment after my death from my dead perspective (since the unconscious mind is not aware of time)... and then what?


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Anonymous 18/05/18(Fri)08:09 No. 13529 ID: 9efe9c

Man up, stop being such a pussy.


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Anonymous 18/05/27(Sun)05:16 No. 13544 ID: 457ed7

>>12768
That should be carved into stone tablets.

op just love everything, take refuge in love, love destroys fear


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Anonymous 18/06/24(Sun)20:55 No. 13557 ID: 270056

haha "Man up ,Pussy"


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OH NO YOU DIDN&!FZj8obGww6 18/07/08(Sun)23:58 No. 13562 ID: 828d07

>>> Existing in a state of temporarily without a G.F. Girl i love is gone. Huge family, weird world... Haven't seen the same girl since. Utter B.S. Love her, gone, oh well. Swear i saw her working at Pentonville. . After getting molester ed, World of B.S.



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