How to you come to terms with the fact that you will eventually not exist?
Rant: This has been keeping me up at night for way too long and every time I think about it I feel like am literally choking on my own thoughts. I have other shit to do but everything seems so inconsequential next to this. I just can’t comprehend why or how the universe even exists or how a bunch of atoms can think or that quantum mechanics literally revealed that the world is not loaded when you are not looking like how tf do you know that I am observing something.
Btw I am not looking for a purpose in life although this may be interpreted as me asking for that.
If anyone has the same problem as me good luck my friend just know that you are not alone.
It is a relief, isn’t it? The notion that one day all the stress of keeping up with the pace of the world, all the obligations can someday be relinquished?
Agreed though, definitely don’t want a slow, miserable downward spiral before my hardware finally can’t sustain the ghost.
And this is why I reserve my right to self-deliverance. When I think my time is nigh, I’ll take a long walk into the mountains, without any electronic devices nor identification, and never look back.
Haha! I’ve always said something similar! A stoic treck, putting myself out to pasture.
With a pound of magic shrooms of something lol. Like sure I’m done but I’m not going out easily.
The final right of passage
Haha! Yeah! Though my intention is really one last excursion out into nature. One last sight-seeing trip, one last camp out. No alarms, no surprises, just a nice walk out into the woods, and then silence.
It’d be really sad to go out in a hospital bed, surrounded by white walls, white ceiling, and white floors. I might not even be enjoying shitty hospital food. That’s just too sad.