Darkover
Angelic
- Jul 29, 2021
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From a purely scientific standpoint, assuming you're not religious, there is no end goal. We are randomly "chosen" to birthed on this world, and by "chosen", I mean you happen to be born. Then you go through life with all this lovey-dovey parental stuff, assuming you even have decent parents, and slave away at a job like everyone else, assuming you don't currently live off disability or are looking for work. Some people get the short end of the stick while others live their best life. Some are abused, bullied or impoverished. Some are ill, which means they're literally just born to suffer, which may be manageable but it really doesn't matter because at the end of the day, we all end up in the same place. There is no "hell". Everyone, regardless of whether they're considered "good" or "bad ", ends up in the same place. Morals are merely man-made concepts that mean nothing in the long wrong. So if you're a child abusing, pedophilic, murdering rapist, it doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things, as long as you're not caught. Why? Because without some sort of divine, the only one that cares IS man. At the end of the day, both groups end up in a black void, blinded and demented for eternity. If anything, it seems the "best" ones often go out early or too soon and the "worst" ones prosper. Knew of anyone you loved or any "great" people that are no longer with us? I bet you know a lot of "vile" people that are still kicking.
When your brain dies, so do you. When you die, you "see" blackness for all eternity. Except, you can't think or care because, for all that's said, that is deprived from you. You forget your parents, "friends", anyone you knew or anything you've done and guess what? So did they. Your mom and dad don't give a shit about you anymore.
Does your family have a gravesite? Might as well abolish that shit because there is no point. Your mom and dad don't love you nor does anyone in your family, ever since they went six feet under. They don't even know who you are. All that is left of them is their rotting skeletons. They mean nothing, they're inanimate objects.
People are just people. Put that aside for a minute. Forget that you have "friends" or a wife or partner. At the end of the day, they are just complete strangers you have met and decided to live out a man-made relationship with, happened to be met in a crowd of a cold, busy, wild world.
You are alone…
Ultimately, you will die alone. Nobody can guide you through it because at the other side, you are nothing, "hear" nothing, "see" nothing, and are completely and utterly "demented". Just permanent darkness for eternity.
So why then? Why are we even here? What the hell is the point? If none of this matters, why does it matter whether or not I, bluntly said, put a revolver in my mouth and blow my brains out? It clearly doesn't. The only way you or I would think it does is if you or I follow man-made concepts of morality.
Many scientists and atheists have been interviewed and all say they are content with embracing eternal darkness, blindness and dementia by living their best life. Well then, what the fuck are we doing with ourselves? If we only have one shot at this, supposedly, by scientists and atheists that all say they ABSOLUTELY, 100% without a shadow of a doubt know everything that happens after death and "where we go", why are we wasting it dong mundane shit? Why do we even work, dress, groom, drive? Why don't we all just get butt-naked right now and streak outside? Everyone! And before you pump your fist in the air, let go of your emotions for a minute and think. The only reason you don't is because of man-made morals. Why are we restraining ourselves to our own confines if nothing really matters?
And then what is the point of all this anyways? Why do we exist? Why do we even live on a plane of stress, hunger, illness and suffering? Do you have any idea how "insane" this sounds? If you even believe in "sane". What the hell is "sane"? We evolved to exist where we are now and our first thought is to thrive? Why? Why didn't we just end ourselves? "Instinct" you say. But why? "To survive" you say. But why? What the hell is the point?
Look, if you or I jumped off a bridge right now (death), the truth is, it philosophically and naturally wouldn't matter. The world would keep turning. People would continue stepping around all over the place. But if we chose to continue (life), it still wouldn't matter.
So what the hell is the point? To me, this whole planet, this life and its people just sum up to absurdity. The fact any of this exists is just absurd.
When your brain dies, so do you. When you die, you "see" blackness for all eternity. Except, you can't think or care because, for all that's said, that is deprived from you. You forget your parents, "friends", anyone you knew or anything you've done and guess what? So did they. Your mom and dad don't give a shit about you anymore.
Does your family have a gravesite? Might as well abolish that shit because there is no point. Your mom and dad don't love you nor does anyone in your family, ever since they went six feet under. They don't even know who you are. All that is left of them is their rotting skeletons. They mean nothing, they're inanimate objects.
People are just people. Put that aside for a minute. Forget that you have "friends" or a wife or partner. At the end of the day, they are just complete strangers you have met and decided to live out a man-made relationship with, happened to be met in a crowd of a cold, busy, wild world.
You are alone…
Ultimately, you will die alone. Nobody can guide you through it because at the other side, you are nothing, "hear" nothing, "see" nothing, and are completely and utterly "demented". Just permanent darkness for eternity.
So why then? Why are we even here? What the hell is the point? If none of this matters, why does it matter whether or not I, bluntly said, put a revolver in my mouth and blow my brains out? It clearly doesn't. The only way you or I would think it does is if you or I follow man-made concepts of morality.
Many scientists and atheists have been interviewed and all say they are content with embracing eternal darkness, blindness and dementia by living their best life. Well then, what the fuck are we doing with ourselves? If we only have one shot at this, supposedly, by scientists and atheists that all say they ABSOLUTELY, 100% without a shadow of a doubt know everything that happens after death and "where we go", why are we wasting it dong mundane shit? Why do we even work, dress, groom, drive? Why don't we all just get butt-naked right now and streak outside? Everyone! And before you pump your fist in the air, let go of your emotions for a minute and think. The only reason you don't is because of man-made morals. Why are we restraining ourselves to our own confines if nothing really matters?
And then what is the point of all this anyways? Why do we exist? Why do we even live on a plane of stress, hunger, illness and suffering? Do you have any idea how "insane" this sounds? If you even believe in "sane". What the hell is "sane"? We evolved to exist where we are now and our first thought is to thrive? Why? Why didn't we just end ourselves? "Instinct" you say. But why? "To survive" you say. But why? What the hell is the point?
Look, if you or I jumped off a bridge right now (death), the truth is, it philosophically and naturally wouldn't matter. The world would keep turning. People would continue stepping around all over the place. But if we chose to continue (life), it still wouldn't matter.
So what the hell is the point? To me, this whole planet, this life and its people just sum up to absurdity. The fact any of this exists is just absurd.