Menschenmühle
Member
- Jan 21, 2022
- 80
life is full of endless suffering. nothingness has zero suffering. If death equals nothingness, then death means an eradication of suffering.
Tell me is there something wrong with my argument? Why do people including my family members and therapist call it stupid? Am I saying something so nonsensical to the point of laughter? Do I really have to be involuntarily incarcerated in some mental ward because I have these thoughts? Thanks for traumatizing me, for leaving me worse off than before, all just so you can already confirm your presuppositions about life. Of course I'm wrong and you are all right, it's as simple as one plus one equals two, how can you be wrong. Life is perfect, I'm the one with the faulty "brain chemistry" that clouds my perception. And for that reason there's nothing wrong with putting me together with people who are truly insane. I get imprisoned with them, share the same room, eat the same food, hear the same words, because after all, I'm just as insane as them.
I sometimes wonder how the average person sees the world in their day to day life. Is it so wonderfully rosy as they tell us? If it is, then I can only lament how unfortunate it was that I had to be the one to be born with a "sick brain".
Sorry for this mess of a rant, I just had to release some tension off me.
Tell me is there something wrong with my argument? Why do people including my family members and therapist call it stupid? Am I saying something so nonsensical to the point of laughter? Do I really have to be involuntarily incarcerated in some mental ward because I have these thoughts? Thanks for traumatizing me, for leaving me worse off than before, all just so you can already confirm your presuppositions about life. Of course I'm wrong and you are all right, it's as simple as one plus one equals two, how can you be wrong. Life is perfect, I'm the one with the faulty "brain chemistry" that clouds my perception. And for that reason there's nothing wrong with putting me together with people who are truly insane. I get imprisoned with them, share the same room, eat the same food, hear the same words, because after all, I'm just as insane as them.
I sometimes wonder how the average person sees the world in their day to day life. Is it so wonderfully rosy as they tell us? If it is, then I can only lament how unfortunate it was that I had to be the one to be born with a "sick brain".
Sorry for this mess of a rant, I just had to release some tension off me.