Hi friends. I'm sitting here in shorts and a jumper, radiator on and windows open, wondering when my life reached this point of discordance.
I'm about to hit you with some more misinformed quasi-philosophy so take some notes bc you may use this in a discussion with your friends and make yourself seem marginally cooler/deeper (unless you're talking to a philosophy major because they WILL school you and you WILL look like a sham). And forewarning: this post is NOT about the existence of god/s. I'm playing it chill rn keeping my options open, laying off the illuminati jokes for a while in case god does actually exist but REJECTS ME FROM HEAVEN because he thinks I'm in the league of rihanna and jay z.
Life is feeling pretty purposeless right now and in times like these I wish I did have actual faith, I'm not going to lie. I would love to live not having to actually fear death bc nada is coming after life is over. I wish I were ignorant to that crushing realisation that this life, which I'm already wasting begging mcdonalds to serve me breakfast after midday, is meaningless as I have no goal to work towards as religious people do (getting a ticket 2 the afterlife). Molière feels me when he said, "a learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool" because I feel like a damned FOOL for not being able to get into religion. Even if god doesn't exist, I would love to live my life blissfully ignorant and happy in my last dying moments that I'm going 2 the after party in the sky (bear in mind this notion of ignorance was conflated with post-renaissance humanism and disbelief in religion so I'm not outchere calling people ignorant in a r00d way I luv all my party people).
The promise of heaven seems like the sweetest deal around, and purgatory doesn't seem that bad either if it's anything like Limbo in the gr8ly underrated 1997 movie Toothless (if you know then you know). Plus, avoiding the pressure to live your life to such a full extent that you start questioning whether your happiness is genuine or forced, authentic in the moment (and you all know how authenticity plagues my soul), has to be super blissful. Instead I got this feeling of impending death w/ no payoff creeping up on me when I'm trying to make a sandwich, or I'm chilling at the zoo, or both; when I could be daydreaming about whether in heaven we have to wear whatever we die in or whether god will have mercy because yo imagine dying in a bathtub. The only non-believers that feel any sort of bliss are the lozerz that revel in putting down peeps with faith, preaching and essentially turning atheism into a religion, but surely this is only an exercise in inflating their egos - these jokers chose to not let a set of beliefs lead their lives yet find themselves planning their lives around bi-monthly atheism conventions and coffee mornings. (As Lao Tzu, ancient Chinese philosopher that predicted the plight of the militant atheist in 500 BC, would say, "To know that you do not know is the best. To think you know when you do not is a disease." slammed by a dude born before christ, son).
I'm not saying all religious people have to be happy or trying to make you feel super guilty if you aren't (I'm no Hemingway lol!! I'm a cool mom!) As Victor Cousin spits in his latest F64, "If ignorance is bliss, there should be more happy people." It's just the fact that religion offers an ultimate goal to work towards, a meaning in life to get enough morality points to be truly #blessed in heaven, which is something I think everyone wants - higher purpose. Is there some sort of alternative, vegetarian option for me?
I'm about to hit you with some more misinformed quasi-philosophy so take some notes bc you may use this in a discussion with your friends and make yourself seem marginally cooler/deeper (unless you're talking to a philosophy major because they WILL school you and you WILL look like a sham). And forewarning: this post is NOT about the existence of god/s. I'm playing it chill rn keeping my options open, laying off the illuminati jokes for a while in case god does actually exist but REJECTS ME FROM HEAVEN because he thinks I'm in the league of rihanna and jay z.
Life is feeling pretty purposeless right now and in times like these I wish I did have actual faith, I'm not going to lie. I would love to live not having to actually fear death bc nada is coming after life is over. I wish I were ignorant to that crushing realisation that this life, which I'm already wasting begging mcdonalds to serve me breakfast after midday, is meaningless as I have no goal to work towards as religious people do (getting a ticket 2 the afterlife). Molière feels me when he said, "a learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool" because I feel like a damned FOOL for not being able to get into religion. Even if god doesn't exist, I would love to live my life blissfully ignorant and happy in my last dying moments that I'm going 2 the after party in the sky (bear in mind this notion of ignorance was conflated with post-renaissance humanism and disbelief in religion so I'm not outchere calling people ignorant in a r00d way I luv all my party people).
The promise of heaven seems like the sweetest deal around, and purgatory doesn't seem that bad either if it's anything like Limbo in the gr8ly underrated 1997 movie Toothless (if you know then you know). Plus, avoiding the pressure to live your life to such a full extent that you start questioning whether your happiness is genuine or forced, authentic in the moment (and you all know how authenticity plagues my soul), has to be super blissful. Instead I got this feeling of impending death w/ no payoff creeping up on me when I'm trying to make a sandwich, or I'm chilling at the zoo, or both; when I could be daydreaming about whether in heaven we have to wear whatever we die in or whether god will have mercy because yo imagine dying in a bathtub. The only non-believers that feel any sort of bliss are the lozerz that revel in putting down peeps with faith, preaching and essentially turning atheism into a religion, but surely this is only an exercise in inflating their egos - these jokers chose to not let a set of beliefs lead their lives yet find themselves planning their lives around bi-monthly atheism conventions and coffee mornings. (As Lao Tzu, ancient Chinese philosopher that predicted the plight of the militant atheist in 500 BC, would say, "To know that you do not know is the best. To think you know when you do not is a disease." slammed by a dude born before christ, son).
I'm not saying all religious people have to be happy or trying to make you feel super guilty if you aren't (I'm no Hemingway lol!! I'm a cool mom!) As Victor Cousin spits in his latest F64, "If ignorance is bliss, there should be more happy people." It's just the fact that religion offers an ultimate goal to work towards, a meaning in life to get enough morality points to be truly #blessed in heaven, which is something I think everyone wants - higher purpose. Is there some sort of alternative, vegetarian option for me?
Maybe, according to rising superstar Nietzche. Dude explains that existence is endless suffering, and our suffering is indifferent to all else since we're all infinitesimal specks in a vast infinity of universes ERGO our suffering is super meaningless. This tough deal is called 'ressentiment'. Sadly, since nothing change the reality of this suffering, "ressentiment should be what is forbidden most rigorously for people who are sick - it is their great evil; and unfortunately their most natural tendency as well." Sux 2 b us.
But Nietzche proposed that if we could deal with the hypothetical scenario of 'eternal recurrence', then we'll be able to give ourselves some way to deal with this suckish life. If we were to, hypothetically, repeat our lives where we're fated to make the exact same decisions and live out the exact same experiences again and again, 'back and forth forever ))><((' in an eternal recurrence then we should have lived our lives in a cool enough way to be happy in this situation. If we think about our lives and the dumb decisions we've made *war flashbacks to fresher's week* and think 'nah fam, ur alright with your eternal recurrence ting, I ain't about it' then it means we've succumbed to ressentiment!! Oh shit haha! So how do we NOT? Nietzche says we've got to become an 'übermensch' and live with no moral code as there is no universal one anyway, just have a will to power + LOVE LIFE!
Unfortunately there are many issues with thinking, but we can still salvage the ravings of this mad man. We could just give ours lives meaning by aiming to lead a super sick one in case we end up repeating it for eternity. Although a bit of a weak conclusion, this is probably an adequate alternative as it caters to non-believers' need to be self-aware. I think they'd much rather be good because they're thinking of the consequences in a very much hypothetical situation as opposed to being told to be good by a potential deity in the sky with the threat of BURNING HELL if they don't obey (non-believers are kind of fragile and don't like being yelled at, it's kind of sad in an endearing way actually).
Unfortunately there are many issues with thinking, but we can still salvage the ravings of this mad man. We could just give ours lives meaning by aiming to lead a super sick one in case we end up repeating it for eternity. Although a bit of a weak conclusion, this is probably an adequate alternative as it caters to non-believers' need to be self-aware. I think they'd much rather be good because they're thinking of the consequences in a very much hypothetical situation as opposed to being told to be good by a potential deity in the sky with the threat of BURNING HELL if they don't obey (non-believers are kind of fragile and don't like being yelled at, it's kind of sad in an endearing way actually).
So has this entire blog post been leading up to the conclusion of "just be chill"? again? YES, AND U SHUD KNOW ME BY NOW, I LOVE U THEN LEAVE U (with unsatisfactory conclusions + many pop culture references to impress ur friends with). Look, if you're a lost and unbelieving soul, then congrats on ur membership to da club - we meet every tuesday and coffee mornings are on sundays. We will never reach a conclusion I'm sorry. We've learnt that we've got to be content with the life we're leading to give it purpose; so now we've got to learn how to live in the moment genuinely in order to be content with our life experiences - but hey, Camus says we have to be "stripped of all hope" and stop searching for meaning and faith in order to truly experience physical life in the moment so believe who you want to believe.
Were u hoping for a better conclusion?
Has this blog post ruined your day now?
good, welcome 2 heartbreak~
