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OutOfTime
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- Mar 3, 2021
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On paper I understand non-existence. I don't believe in any religion or afterlife so I see it as the same as before I was born, going under anesthetic, or a dreamless sleep. There is no suffering, or awareness. It is just nothing. Not even the perception of nothing, no perception at all forever. Of course there is a part of me that asks "what if there is an afterlife, or something like that? What if it's even worse than life?" Even though I have no rational reason to believe there is, which also feels irrational and makes me anxious.
Despite knowing this when I try to imagine not existing, it makes me nervous and uncomfortable.
For some reason I keep trying to imagine an "afterwards". Like what happens after I stop existing, what will I see? I know there is nothing after, but I feel like there should be and I keep trying to imagine non-existence or what happens after. I keep trying to imagine non-existence through a lens of consciousness because that is the only way I know how to perceive things despite telling myself there is no consciousness and nothing to perceive in death and non-existence. There is nothing to imagine. It's comparable to trying to imagine a new color.
I've become so obsessed with it that I try to be aware of the moment I fall asleep at night and the moment I wake up as soon as possible, as if that will help fill in the blank and help me understand it better by analyzing the two points in time and the period between them. I keep trying to remember the time I was asleep (without dreams) as if there is anything to remember, but I know there isn't. What I know and what I feel are at odds and it is very unsettling. I did something similar when I went under anesthetic for a procedure. I couldn't even grasp the moment fell asleep, I was gone without even knowing it.
It's as if there is a void of information or sensation I keep trying to fill, but can't. Again, what I know and what I feel are at odds with each other and I don't like it. I've tried telling myself it's just like sleeping without dreams forever, or it will be as if the universe has come to an end, or as if eternity passes in an instant but nothing satisfies my uncontrollable desire to understand it beyond that. I suppose I feel that there should or must be an after because I have only ever seen things through the window of being alive and conscious and any other interpretation is incomprehensible to my limited experience.
My best solution so far is to tell myself "You won't suffer ever again after you die. There is no need to understand anything beyond that." I also think "You are going to die anyway, this isn't anything that would not happen to you eventually." This gives me the most comfort out of anything I've thought of so far, but I still feel like something is missing and it worries me.
I want to alleviate this anxiety as much as I can. I want my death to be peaceful, not dreading imponderables.
Can anyone help me come to peace with this? Has anyone else here had a similar experience?
Despite knowing this when I try to imagine not existing, it makes me nervous and uncomfortable.
For some reason I keep trying to imagine an "afterwards". Like what happens after I stop existing, what will I see? I know there is nothing after, but I feel like there should be and I keep trying to imagine non-existence or what happens after. I keep trying to imagine non-existence through a lens of consciousness because that is the only way I know how to perceive things despite telling myself there is no consciousness and nothing to perceive in death and non-existence. There is nothing to imagine. It's comparable to trying to imagine a new color.
I've become so obsessed with it that I try to be aware of the moment I fall asleep at night and the moment I wake up as soon as possible, as if that will help fill in the blank and help me understand it better by analyzing the two points in time and the period between them. I keep trying to remember the time I was asleep (without dreams) as if there is anything to remember, but I know there isn't. What I know and what I feel are at odds and it is very unsettling. I did something similar when I went under anesthetic for a procedure. I couldn't even grasp the moment fell asleep, I was gone without even knowing it.
It's as if there is a void of information or sensation I keep trying to fill, but can't. Again, what I know and what I feel are at odds with each other and I don't like it. I've tried telling myself it's just like sleeping without dreams forever, or it will be as if the universe has come to an end, or as if eternity passes in an instant but nothing satisfies my uncontrollable desire to understand it beyond that. I suppose I feel that there should or must be an after because I have only ever seen things through the window of being alive and conscious and any other interpretation is incomprehensible to my limited experience.
My best solution so far is to tell myself "You won't suffer ever again after you die. There is no need to understand anything beyond that." I also think "You are going to die anyway, this isn't anything that would not happen to you eventually." This gives me the most comfort out of anything I've thought of so far, but I still feel like something is missing and it worries me.
I want to alleviate this anxiety as much as I can. I want my death to be peaceful, not dreading imponderables.
Can anyone help me come to peace with this? Has anyone else here had a similar experience?
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