I don’t remember what being 6 months old was like either, but I’m told I screamed and shit myself the entire time, so maybe the experience actually wasn’t great.
We are hard-wired to fear death so we don’t usher it on. By the time we are old enough to die of natural causes, we are in enough pain and so starved for serotonin that we’re more or less ok with it.
Because existence outside the void is glorious and beautiful and painful and strange; the Void is just empty nothingness, forever, and should not be cherished.
Humans ruined that too. They made life a punishment.
My motorcycle begs to differ you miserable nihilist.
Looks out at my 14 acre farmstead Not all of us.
It might gave been void before, or it may be our actual life that we’re currently unaware of, because this is a learning experience where less limited creatures constrain themselves to the “human experience” in order to learn from it. There’s no real reason to believe that’s the case, but it’s just as probable as nothingness. If life is full of surprises, maybe death is too.
You’ve already experienced
Have I though? I don’t think my ability to “experience” existed prior to my birth.
can’t experience without being alive. 🧬
And do you think that you will somehow still be conscious after you die? Your ability to experience will not exist when you die either. I thought that was common sense, but apparently not.
You now understand EXACTLY what death will be. Your ability to “experience” will no longer exist.
You’ve experienced falling asleep. Same difference.
void is not empty but boring. won’t know you are there 🐝
I can’t go back to the ocelots, I owe them transient ether shards, and I’ll never be able to make them back on my own, I’ll just hang out in this life until the heat cools down. and by that I mean The heat death of the universe, I have no plans for after that.
The thing that currently calls itself me wants to see the third Spiderverse movie before it ceases to exist. If the future “me” doesn’t want to see the third Spiderverse movie then “I” have died and it’s basically the same thing. Don’t leave me on a cliffhanger bro.
This is such a braindead take.
Elaborate, enlighten the masses!
I only care about other people dying. Not afraid of my own death at all, except in how I know it will affect others. If I knew no one would care or remember that I existed, I’d skip to my death like I’m off to see the Wizard.
Being not alive is not even another state of being. There is nothing to do the “being” on either side of alivetude. It’s not like, once dead, you’re now in Phase 3 of beingosity (the first two phases being pre-alive and alive). Your energy and nutrients will serve other purposes, but we’re talking about consciousness here, and that is as fragile and malleable as a flaccid penis, and as temporary and fleeting as a decent erection.
A way I like to conceptualise it is with this thought experiment:
Everyone on Earth has the power of telepathy, except you. You try to explain what not being able to read or transmit thoughts is like, and the other people who do have telepathy are struggling to grasp it. “Is it like a dial tone? Or is it maybe the ambient silence when you’re in a room with nothing making noise, like the sound of your own bodily vibrations?” and you have to be like “no, it’s none of those things, because those things are all still imagining the presence of a sensory platform that just doesn’t exist in me. It’s not a faulty telepathy, it’s complete absence of it that doesn’t hint at its own absence, there is no telepathy hole in my brain that I can finger, it’s all solid and complete as far as my sense of self is concerned”.
Death is nothing to be afraid of. Your fears and anxieties around it are all supposing the ability to retain hindsight once the process is completed, like you’ll watch the party continue without you and that you’ll miss out on things that would make you happy. You’re simply projecting yourself forward in time, perhaps imagining yourself in some weird paralysed state, uninvolved in life, but still there. You’ll have no framework within which to experience experience. So fuckin’ relax and enjoy yourself and try to make everyone else’s ride as nice as you can. That’s literally all there is to it.
Oh, and MILF porn.
Before your first taste of ice cream you had none. Now that ice cream is permabanned and you’ll never have it again why you so upset?
Completely different situation. You’d still remember that ice cream existed and therefore miss it. When you die your ability to remember will be gone.
I don’t see why we are so special, that we actually permadie. If nothing is permanent, neither is death.
I believe we just get recycled into whatever creature comes next, so does the universe.
Except I’m not a buddist, so I think it is forever. And that we have been around and experienced forever already, and that most of our lives will be grueling, as you need many creatures to suffer and die to maintain a happy few.
Interesting. I personally don’t believe in reincarnation, but I really like the concept. It would be super cool if it was proven to be true.
What is cool about having no memories carried over, and living most often as an almost mindless, low-tier creature that starves and is eaten?
And that is what is scary. The oblivion
But you won’t be conscious to experience it. You won’t be aware of it when it happens, so why are you afraid?
that actually happened to me irl and i’m not upset
But you won’t be aware of the ice cream stopping. Only that it’s going to stop. But you won’t experience that stoppage. You’ll never lack for ice cream. You’ll only ever experience ice cream.
After you die, someone else will be born. It’s literally reincarnation without some kind of persistent self or magical scorecard.
I can handle being dead, and I won’t even complain about it, but dying sounds like it sucks.
Yeah, it’s only **the story of **[insert name here] that ends. What you essentially are has never started or ended.
When I die I hope I go peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather, not screaming in fear and agony like his passengers.
Lovely subversion of expectations
Meh. Dying in your sleep, surrounded by loved ones or doing radical stuff sounds fine to me.
Just save me from Alzheimer/Dementia. That way to go sucks in a major way. I want to die as Me, not as some husk that wears my face.
Assuming you’re lucky enough to go off in your sleep.
I’ve done it once, it wasn’t that bad
Ok, jesus
More like living in the ICU for six months and having a very bad time
Glad ,you made it back , stay safe
I’ve attempted it many times (at least 10). And I’m pretty sure I died at least once too.
Anyway, hope you’re doing better now <3
Last time I didn’t exist, I existed. I’m terrified it might happen again.
Boot loops suck.
People post this expecting it will make death more comfortable, but all it does is make contemplating the past less so.
