It is weird really when emotions and meaning can feel so intense to us and then, just vanish. (Depending on belief/ non belief I suppose.) I suppose it has to feel real and intense so that we take it seriously and try to survive. I view our accute sense of self awareness as an evolutionary trait- just like everything else. I find it super ironic that that trait is now what's killing some of us off via suicide, turning us anti-natilist etc. Basically turning us against our own survival instinct.
I don't know though. There's a certain freedom in hoping it will all be over one day for me. I definitely prefer it to the thought of lingering on. People still achieve in life even though it's finite too. Maybe because it's finite. I suppose I've never really experienced the whole: 'It's pointless because it ends.' It's certainly tragic- for those who wanted more. Still, plenty who come here make an impression still. We wouldn't have developed beyond cave dwellers if people hadn't tried to achieve stuff.
Plus, there's just the reality of having posession of a sensory body in a certain space in time. That can be good or bad of course. But, try to imagine telling a computer how it feels to smell a rose, taste chocolate, dive into a pool of glistening water, listen to music, love, hate. We all have the potential to experience at least some things- good and bad, before we die. Obviously, it's awful when we are debilitated with illnesses to limit us. But, as a thing, we can do a huge amount still.
Personally, I'm sick of having to toe the line and pay for it all! That's my gripe that ensures it doesn't feel worth the effort. So again for me- I'm damn glad it will end!
I'm curious though I suppose. What would you do with 'forever'? If everyone before you also had forever, wouldn't it be likely someone else had already done what you were hoping to do? Imagine being a musician now and, having to compete with a Mozart who now had 269 years of experience. Would some of us even bother emulating our idols and, try to follow in their footsteps- if they were still alive? Imagine the competition for everything if nothing died.
Would you actually want to be immortal digitally? So, your ideas and feelings even could interact with others? I guess I'm also curious at the implied love of life. I suppose it's love of life under better terms though. The really cynical thing is, I can't imagine wanting to be a part of any living, lasting consciousnes now.
It's certainly odd though. To be alive. To realise we are conscious. To have an identity. I suppose there must have been very early humans or, ancestors of humans who simply lived to survive with less sense of who they were individually. I wonder if they were happier. They were probably just like frightened animals though.
It's probably that that trips us up though. Too much introspection and knowledge. The animals around us have just the same- electrical impulses defining their experience of life. They mostly appear just to try to live life though, rather than obsess about it. Shame really we can't emulate them more or, them us. Imagine what they'd do with their basic needs covered- assuming we do have those covered. Food, shelter, barely any predators. They'd be in heaven I imagine!
