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Scumbags....all “mega-churches” should be torn down and used to build houses for the homeless...fuck these so-called “Christians” who completely ignore their own teachings and cherrypick what suits them.
You know that “Hell" you keep talking about?
Hope you have fun!
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Everyone knows on some level that they’re going to die, but very few people really believe it.

I’m talking about the real, emotional, visceral understanding of the fact that one day, you will cease to exist.

It means that all of your future possibilities will remain unrealized, and everything that you have come to know will come to an end.
It also means that the moment of death is the last time in eternity that you will be able to feel something; to experience all there is to experience, to love everyone who’s around to be loved.

“For every individual, the whole complex business of living, this whole fascinating, agonizing, thrilling, boring, reassuring and frightening business, with all its moments of simple peace and complex turmoil, will someday, inescapably, end.”

— Ernest Becker

This is an agonizing realization, but it also comprises one of the most powerful appeals to really and truly live.

Personally, I know of no greater reason to be happy now, to attack your goals now, to learn more now, to love more now, than the idea that you will one day die.

It’s now clear that we human beings are actually the only creatures on earth who are aware of the fact that we are going to die one day, and the knowledge of this fact comes with enormous psychological consequences.

It turns out that the fear of death motivates more of our behavior than we might believe.

Enter: Ernest Becker

“Man not only lives in this moment, but expands his inner self to yesterday,
his curiosity to centuries ago, his fears to five billion years from now when the sun will cool, his hopes to an eternity from now.”

— Ernest Becker

“Man doesn’t know who he is, why he was born, what he is doing on the planet, what he is supposed to do, what he can expect.”

— Ernest Becker

In 1973, the cultural anthropologist Ernest Becker published one of the most influential books of the 20th century. The Denial of Death set out to explain why human beings behave the way we do, and his deep-thinking, multidisciplinary approach earned him a Pulitzer Prize in 1974.


Ernest Becker made dying ‘cool’ again​


Ironically, this fame was conferred upon him after his death two months earlier from colon cancer.

This was a man who was kicked out of almost every university he taught at, despite his students at Berkeley offering to pay his salary when the university declined to renew his contract.

Once, while illustrating a theoretical point on existential human freedom, choice, and its relation to madness, Becker used Shakespeare’s “King Lear”, while coming to class dressed as King Lear, and even using stage lighting and props.

To me, his is an example of a life well lived.

The theme of freedom ran through his entire life, from his experiences in the army while liberating a concentration camp, to his refusal to remain at San Francisco State University during the student riots in 1967.

Becker didn’t believe that he could stay and teach freedom with armed police outside the lecture hall.

Now, since reading this introduction brought you even closer to the moment of your death, let’s get into some psychology…

The Denial of Death
Forming the core of Becker’s thought is the idea that the function of society is to help us believe that we can transcend death by participating in something of lasting worth.

So, in a way, societies are cultural hero-systems created to fulfill each individual’s need for cosmic specialness.

Since we’re constantly on the brink of realizing that our existence is precarious, we cling to our culture’s educational, governmental, and religious institutions to fortify our view that human life is uniquely significant and eternal.

Although there is nothing intrinsically “wrong” with this psychological defense mechanism, one of the consequences is that recognizing the validity of other belief systems means unleashing the very terror and dread that our own beliefs serve to suppress.

In turn, there is always lingering death anxiety that’s projected onto other groups of people who are designated as “evil” and must be destroyed.

We protect ourselves from our own subconscious fear of death by denigrating other cultures and their ideas, which strengthens our faith in our own. Violent conflict necessarily ensues.

Terrorist-Attack-300x169.jpg

What better proof of the validity of our own view of the world than for others to come around to our way of thinking?

“If a person admitted this utter lack of control, that death lurks at every breath, and let it rise to consciousness,
it would drive him to fear and trembling, to the brink of madness.”

— Ernest Becker

It was clear to Becker that we build culture and personal character in order to shield ourselves from the devastating awareness of our underlying helplessness and the terror of our inevitable death.

Indeed, man’s tragic destiny is that he must desperately justify himself as an object of primary value in the universe, and this self-esteem that we’re always striving for enables each of us to believe that we are enduring, significant beings rather than material creatures destined to be obliterated.

“The great benefit of repression is that it allows us to live decisively in an overwhelmingly miraculous and incomprehensible world,
a world so full of beauty, majesty, and terror that if animals perceived it all they would be paralyzed to act.”

— Ernest Becker

Literally thousands of research studies have shown that after being reminded of the fear of death, we react generously to anyone or anything that reinforces our cherished beliefs and reject anyone or anything that calls those beliefs into question.

For example, in prostitution cases, after judges were reminded of their mortality, they set an average bond of $455, compared to $50 by judges not reminded of their impending death.

Being reminded of the idea of their own death made these judges punish more harshly what they perceived as a threat to their value system.

You can see this quite clearly in other ways as you go about your day, where you’ll also notice that the cultural value of wealth, and the humiliation of not having it, is a source of anxiety for millions.

Just as we embrace our own views more strongly when confronted by the idea of our own death, we use wealth, fame, and status (among other things) as “proof” that we are not merely human animals, destined to decay and die.

Instead, these things enforce the idea, comforting though false, that we are eternal, and that we are objects of primary value in a universe of meaning.

image004-300x177.jpg

Proximity to famous people confers upon others a seemingly magical sense of their own immortality​

As we’ll see, the lie we need to sustain in order to live dooms us to a life that is never really ours.

The Tragedy of Conformity
In my own life, I was fortunate enough to stumble onto these ideas relatively early.
For me, books were like taking the red pill from “The Matrix”.

I shook myself into wakefulness, and I live with an intensity that I never remember having before the age of 25 or so.

Fortunately, I’m not alone in this.
There are many, many others who appreciate, or are beginning to appreciate the 1 in 140 trillion chance that we are here, right now, living on this gorgeous planet.

Indeed, one of my role models, the psychoanalyst Erich Fromm believed that:

“The aim of life is to live it intensely, to be fully born, to be fully awake.
To emerge from the ideas of infantile grandiosity into the conviction of one’s real though limited strength; to be able to accept the paradox that every one of us is the most important thing there is in the universe – and at the same time not more important than a fly or a blade of grass.

To be able to love life, and yet to accept death without terror; to tolerate uncertainty about the most important questions with which life confronts us – and yet to have faith in our thought and feeling, inasmuch as they are truly ours.

To be able to be alone, and at the same time one with a loved person, with every brother on this earth, with all that is alive; to follow the voice of our conscience, the voice that calls us to ourselves, yet not to indulge in self hate when the voice of conscience was not loud enough to be heard and followed.

The mentally healthy person is the person who lives by love, reason, and faith, who respects life, his own, and that of his fellow man.”


Sadly, as we take a look around, we can see that this is perhaps a minority opinion.

The last thing that man can admit to himself is that his way of life is arbitrary, and so we see all these elaborate coping mechanisms designed to shield people from their subconscious fear of death.

“Culture is composed of the mechanisms of defense of an infant afraid of being alone in the dark.”

— Ernest Becker

The “automatic cultural man” as Ernest Becker defines him is confined by culture, a slave to it, and imagines that he has an identity if he pays his insurance premiums, and that he has control over his life if he guns his sports car, or works his electric toothbrush.

This same individual is protected by the secure and limited alternatives his society offers him, and if he doesn’t look up from his path, he can live out his life with a certain dull security.

This, ultimately, makes up the tragedy of conformity.

The social hero-system into which we are born marks out paths for our heroism, paths to which we conform, to which we shape ourselves so that we can please others, become what they expect us to be.

It turns out that people are extremely comfortable in the prison of their character defenses, and resist all attempts at breaking through.

Side Note: I just got this intense tingling sensation while writing this section right now because I remembered something from the compilation, “Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors”, where the author Franz Kafka is explaining to his friend that great literature should be like “an axe to the frozen sea inside us.”

Yes!
That’s exactly what Ernest Becker and I are talking about!


Franz Kafka: “The road from appearance to reality is often very hard and long…”​


Alright, let’s get back into it…

Further examples explored by Becker in The Denial of Death and another fantastic book of his, The Birth and Death of Meaning, include how grief over the death of our national or religious heroes shows a profound state of shock at losing one’s protection against death.

Throughout it all, he stresses that this is not a basis for cynicism.
This is simply how the human animal behaves, authentically, and he says that we can find a better way forward if and when we find that this particular cultural hero-system is no longer serving us.

The urge to immortality is not a simple reflex of the death-anxiety but a reaching out by one’s whole being toward life.

We want to live, we want to matter, we want to feel important.
We want to build things that outlast us, and Becker argues that we don’t have to destroy each other in order to do those things.

“The irony of man’s condition is that the deepest need is to be free of the anxiety of death and annihilation;
but it is life itself which awakens it, and so we must shrink from being fully alive.”

— Ernest Becker

It seems, however, as if the human condition is just too much for an animal to take, and so we waste our lives trying in vain to escape it.

Work, even meaningless and agonizing work, is a distraction from the more ominous terror of death and people gladly submit to it, albeit unconsciously.

Some people especially identify with their possessions, family members, etc, as literal parts of themselves, and consequently exhibit dangerous levels of attachment to these things.

If you’ve ever wondered why people kill themselves after losing their money in the stock market, you can see that they do so when their money dwindles down to nothing because they are those numbers, and when the numbers go down to zero, that means that they are already dead.

Cosmic Heroism vs The Fear of Death
We live between two extremes; the desire for unity with the universe and our insatiable need for individuation and cosmic specialness.

“The moral courage to confront the silence of the universe and the
anxiety of meaninglessness is a real manifestation of cosmic heroism.”

— Ernest Becker

“Come to terms with death.
Thereafter, anything is possible.”

— Albert Camus

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Albert Camus: “Live to the point of tears…”​


One of the most striking ideas to emerge out of Becker’s body of work is that the ability to withstand anxiety is probably the only genuine heroism given to man.

We are all fragile, ephemeral creatures, barraged by a continuous stream of sensations, emotions, and events, struck by occasional waves of existential dread, until those experiences abruptly end.

But by leaning into the anxiety, becoming conscious of it, working with it, forging ahead in spite of it, we can move humanity forward, one individual life at a time.

Along with Becker, I believe that comfortable illusion is now a danger to human survival.
We need to recognize our discomfort, this sense of alienation from a world we never asked to enter.

We need to recognize that although we leave no footprints in the sands of time, our lives matter in this very moment, and we can exercise our existential freedom at all times.

I also believe that our freedom comes with a responsibility to make others’ lives better.
Because after all, what are we here for if not to make life a little less difficult for each other?

“We’re all just walking each other home.”

— Jalal Al-Rumi

In the end, It’s impossible to stand up to the terror of one’s condition without anxiety.
To see the world as it really is can be both devastating and terrifying.

Unavoidably, full humanness means full fear and trembling, at least some of the waking day.

That being said, this life is our one and only chance for happiness.
At least, the only chance that we can conceive of now.

“Stuff your eyes with wonder; live as if you were going to drop dead in the next ten seconds.
See the world; it’s more fantastic than any dream that’s made or paid for in factories.”

— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451



There are many distractions pulling you away from a meaningful life; many people who will intentionally or unintentionally divert you from the path of living a conscious life.

But now that you are a little more aware of the unconscious drives directing your behavior, and how the subconscious fear of death impacts your waking life, you can exercise that existential freedom which you’ve always had.

The Last Word
I’ll give the last word to Ernest Becker, one of the most existentially courageous human beings who ever lived:

“Who knows what form the forward momentum of life will take in the time ahead
or what use it will make of our anguished searching?”

— Ernest Becker

“The only way that man could securely know that he was a hero would
be if he really knew what was going on in evolution on this planet and in the cosmos.
If he knew for sure how things were supposed to come out and where his part fit into the outcome,
then he could relax and accept death because his life would be lived in the Truth of Creation.
But this is precisely what he cannot know, can never know.
And so the bitter defensiveness of his fictions,
the desperation of his pretence of certainty that his cultural hero-system is the true one.”

— Ernest Becker
 
I've just been catching up @Skarekrow. I hope you and your family are having a great Christmas and you are getting some relief from your pain. Some powerful things have been posted here over the last few days - personal pain, the boundary of death that lies at the edge of all our lives, the future of the world. I had some powerful reactions to them all ......

This world is a nursery school with an international airport attached. It isn't a good place to cling to or linger in beyond our time.

It's a gorgeous world all the same and ablaze with spirit light for anyone who can see it - and then you see it isn't all there is. It's a shame when we don't just stop and look, and such an awful waste.

As one of the comments implied, from the point of view of someone watching at the birth of the universe, the chances of each of us being given existence is much, much lower than trillions to one against. To be given existence as a human being, we have each won an incredible lottery - the fact we are so used to existence that it seems ordinary is one of the most tragic illusions. It isn't ordinary, it's beyond amazing.

It's written in the wind and the sea and the earth that our civilisation cannot last much longer in its current form. Another 3 or 4 generations and there will be massive change, and rightly so. It's the same cycle of birth life and death as happens with more obvious forms of life. I can't see if the changes will be evolutionary of catastrophic though - we may well have a choice.

I'm forever impressed by the light that shines through your own pain .....
This picture holds all these thoughts .....

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By Theodore Major
 

Everyone knows on some level that they’re going to die, but very few people really believe it.

I’m talking about the real, emotional, visceral understanding of the fact that one day, you will cease to exist.

It means that all of your future possibilities will remain unrealized, and everything that you have come to know will come to an end.
It also means that the moment of death is the last time in eternity that you will be able to feel something; to experience all there is to experience, to love everyone who’s around to be loved.

“For every individual, the whole complex business of living, this whole fascinating, agonizing, thrilling, boring, reassuring and frightening business, with all its moments of simple peace and complex turmoil, will someday, inescapably, end.”

— Ernest Becker

This is an agonizing realization, but it also comprises one of the most powerful appeals to really and truly live.

Personally, I know of no greater reason to be happy now, to attack your goals now, to learn more now, to love more now, than the idea that you will one day die.

It’s now clear that we human beings are actually the only creatures on earth who are aware of the fact that we are going to die one day, and the knowledge of this fact comes with enormous psychological consequences.

It turns out that the fear of death motivates more of our behavior than we might believe.

Enter: Ernest Becker

“Man not only lives in this moment, but expands his inner self to yesterday,
his curiosity to centuries ago, his fears to five billion years from now when the sun will cool, his hopes to an eternity from now.”

— Ernest Becker

“Man doesn’t know who he is, why he was born, what he is doing on the planet, what he is supposed to do, what he can expect.”

— Ernest Becker

In 1973, the cultural anthropologist Ernest Becker published one of the most influential books of the 20th century. The Denial of Death set out to explain why human beings behave the way we do, and his deep-thinking, multidisciplinary approach earned him a Pulitzer Prize in 1974.


Ernest Becker made dying ‘cool’ again​


Ironically, this fame was conferred upon him after his death two months earlier from colon cancer.

This was a man who was kicked out of almost every university he taught at, despite his students at Berkeley offering to pay his salary when the university declined to renew his contract.

Once, while illustrating a theoretical point on existential human freedom, choice, and its relation to madness, Becker used Shakespeare’s “King Lear”, while coming to class dressed as King Lear, and even using stage lighting and props.

To me, his is an example of a life well lived.

The theme of freedom ran through his entire life, from his experiences in the army while liberating a concentration camp, to his refusal to remain at San Francisco State University during the student riots in 1967.

Becker didn’t believe that he could stay and teach freedom with armed police outside the lecture hall.

Now, since reading this introduction brought you even closer to the moment of your death, let’s get into some psychology…

The Denial of Death
Forming the core of Becker’s thought is the idea that the function of society is to help us believe that we can transcend death by participating in something of lasting worth.

So, in a way, societies are cultural hero-systems created to fulfill each individual’s need for cosmic specialness.

Since we’re constantly on the brink of realizing that our existence is precarious, we cling to our culture’s educational, governmental, and religious institutions to fortify our view that human life is uniquely significant and eternal.

Although there is nothing intrinsically “wrong” with this psychological defense mechanism, one of the consequences is that recognizing the validity of other belief systems means unleashing the very terror and dread that our own beliefs serve to suppress.

In turn, there is always lingering death anxiety that’s projected onto other groups of people who are designated as “evil” and must be destroyed.

We protect ourselves from our own subconscious fear of death by denigrating other cultures and their ideas, which strengthens our faith in our own. Violent conflict necessarily ensues.

Terrorist-Attack-300x169.jpg

What better proof of the validity of our own view of the world than for others to come around to our way of thinking?

“If a person admitted this utter lack of control, that death lurks at every breath, and let it rise to consciousness,
it would drive him to fear and trembling, to the brink of madness.”

— Ernest Becker

It was clear to Becker that we build culture and personal character in order to shield ourselves from the devastating awareness of our underlying helplessness and the terror of our inevitable death.

Indeed, man’s tragic destiny is that he must desperately justify himself as an object of primary value in the universe, and this self-esteem that we’re always striving for enables each of us to believe that we are enduring, significant beings rather than material creatures destined to be obliterated.

“The great benefit of repression is that it allows us to live decisively in an overwhelmingly miraculous and incomprehensible world,
a world so full of beauty, majesty, and terror that if animals perceived it all they would be paralyzed to act.”

— Ernest Becker

Literally thousands of research studies have shown that after being reminded of the fear of death, we react generously to anyone or anything that reinforces our cherished beliefs and reject anyone or anything that calls those beliefs into question.

For example, in prostitution cases, after judges were reminded of their mortality, they set an average bond of $455, compared to $50 by judges not reminded of their impending death.

Being reminded of the idea of their own death made these judges punish more harshly what they perceived as a threat to their value system.

You can see this quite clearly in other ways as you go about your day, where you’ll also notice that the cultural value of wealth, and the humiliation of not having it, is a source of anxiety for millions.

Just as we embrace our own views more strongly when confronted by the idea of our own death, we use wealth, fame, and status (among other things) as “proof” that we are not merely human animals, destined to decay and die.

Instead, these things enforce the idea, comforting though false, that we are eternal, and that we are objects of primary value in a universe of meaning.

image004-300x177.jpg

Proximity to famous people confers upon others a seemingly magical sense of their own immortality​

As we’ll see, the lie we need to sustain in order to live dooms us to a life that is never really ours.

The Tragedy of Conformity
In my own life, I was fortunate enough to stumble onto these ideas relatively early.
For me, books were like taking the red pill from “The Matrix”.

I shook myself into wakefulness, and I live with an intensity that I never remember having before the age of 25 or so.

Fortunately, I’m not alone in this.
There are many, many others who appreciate, or are beginning to appreciate the 1 in 140 trillion chance that we are here, right now, living on this gorgeous planet.

Indeed, one of my role models, the psychoanalyst Erich Fromm believed that:

“The aim of life is to live it intensely, to be fully born, to be fully awake.
To emerge from the ideas of infantile grandiosity into the conviction of one’s real though limited strength; to be able to accept the paradox that every one of us is the most important thing there is in the universe – and at the same time not more important than a fly or a blade of grass.

To be able to love life, and yet to accept death without terror; to tolerate uncertainty about the most important questions with which life confronts us – and yet to have faith in our thought and feeling, inasmuch as they are truly ours.

To be able to be alone, and at the same time one with a loved person, with every brother on this earth, with all that is alive; to follow the voice of our conscience, the voice that calls us to ourselves, yet not to indulge in self hate when the voice of conscience was not loud enough to be heard and followed.

The mentally healthy person is the person who lives by love, reason, and faith, who respects life, his own, and that of his fellow man.”


Sadly, as we take a look around, we can see that this is perhaps a minority opinion.

The last thing that man can admit to himself is that his way of life is arbitrary, and so we see all these elaborate coping mechanisms designed to shield people from their subconscious fear of death.

“Culture is composed of the mechanisms of defense of an infant afraid of being alone in the dark.”

— Ernest Becker

The “automatic cultural man” as Ernest Becker defines him is confined by culture, a slave to it, and imagines that he has an identity if he pays his insurance premiums, and that he has control over his life if he guns his sports car, or works his electric toothbrush.

This same individual is protected by the secure and limited alternatives his society offers him, and if he doesn’t look up from his path, he can live out his life with a certain dull security.

This, ultimately, makes up the tragedy of conformity.

The social hero-system into which we are born marks out paths for our heroism, paths to which we conform, to which we shape ourselves so that we can please others, become what they expect us to be.

It turns out that people are extremely comfortable in the prison of their character defenses, and resist all attempts at breaking through.

Side Note: I just got this intense tingling sensation while writing this section right now because I remembered something from the compilation, “Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors”, where the author Franz Kafka is explaining to his friend that great literature should be like “an axe to the frozen sea inside us.”

Yes!
That’s exactly what Ernest Becker and I are talking about!


Franz Kafka: “The road from appearance to reality is often very hard and long…”​


Alright, let’s get back into it…

Further examples explored by Becker in The Denial of Death and another fantastic book of his, The Birth and Death of Meaning, include how grief over the death of our national or religious heroes shows a profound state of shock at losing one’s protection against death.

Throughout it all, he stresses that this is not a basis for cynicism.
This is simply how the human animal behaves, authentically, and he says that we can find a better way forward if and when we find that this particular cultural hero-system is no longer serving us.

The urge to immortality is not a simple reflex of the death-anxiety but a reaching out by one’s whole being toward life.

We want to live, we want to matter, we want to feel important.
We want to build things that outlast us, and Becker argues that we don’t have to destroy each other in order to do those things.

“The irony of man’s condition is that the deepest need is to be free of the anxiety of death and annihilation;
but it is life itself which awakens it, and so we must shrink from being fully alive.”

— Ernest Becker

It seems, however, as if the human condition is just too much for an animal to take, and so we waste our lives trying in vain to escape it.

Work, even meaningless and agonizing work, is a distraction from the more ominous terror of death and people gladly submit to it, albeit unconsciously.

Some people especially identify with their possessions, family members, etc, as literal parts of themselves, and consequently exhibit dangerous levels of attachment to these things.

If you’ve ever wondered why people kill themselves after losing their money in the stock market, you can see that they do so when their money dwindles down to nothing because they are those numbers, and when the numbers go down to zero, that means that they are already dead.

Cosmic Heroism vs The Fear of Death
We live between two extremes; the desire for unity with the universe and our insatiable need for individuation and cosmic specialness.

“The moral courage to confront the silence of the universe and the
anxiety of meaninglessness is a real manifestation of cosmic heroism.”

— Ernest Becker

“Come to terms with death.
Thereafter, anything is possible.”

— Albert Camus

512px-Albert_Camus_gagnant_de_prix_Nobel_portrait_en_buste_pose%CC%81_au_bureau_faisant_face_a%CC%80_gauche_cigarette_de_tabagisme.jpg

Albert Camus: “Live to the point of tears…”​


One of the most striking ideas to emerge out of Becker’s body of work is that the ability to withstand anxiety is probably the only genuine heroism given to man.

We are all fragile, ephemeral creatures, barraged by a continuous stream of sensations, emotions, and events, struck by occasional waves of existential dread, until those experiences abruptly end.

But by leaning into the anxiety, becoming conscious of it, working with it, forging ahead in spite of it, we can move humanity forward, one individual life at a time.

Along with Becker, I believe that comfortable illusion is now a danger to human survival.
We need to recognize our discomfort, this sense of alienation from a world we never asked to enter.

We need to recognize that although we leave no footprints in the sands of time, our lives matter in this very moment, and we can exercise our existential freedom at all times.

I also believe that our freedom comes with a responsibility to make others’ lives better.
Because after all, what are we here for if not to make life a little less difficult for each other?

“We’re all just walking each other home.”

— Jalal Al-Rumi

In the end, It’s impossible to stand up to the terror of one’s condition without anxiety.
To see the world as it really is can be both devastating and terrifying.

Unavoidably, full humanness means full fear and trembling, at least some of the waking day.

That being said, this life is our one and only chance for happiness.
At least, the only chance that we can conceive of now.

“Stuff your eyes with wonder; live as if you were going to drop dead in the next ten seconds.
See the world; it’s more fantastic than any dream that’s made or paid for in factories.”

— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451



There are many distractions pulling you away from a meaningful life; many people who will intentionally or unintentionally divert you from the path of living a conscious life.

But now that you are a little more aware of the unconscious drives directing your behavior, and how the subconscious fear of death impacts your waking life, you can exercise that existential freedom which you’ve always had.

The Last Word
I’ll give the last word to Ernest Becker, one of the most existentially courageous human beings who ever lived:

“Who knows what form the forward momentum of life will take in the time ahead
or what use it will make of our anguished searching?”

— Ernest Becker

“The only way that man could securely know that he was a hero would
be if he really knew what was going on in evolution on this planet and in the cosmos.
If he knew for sure how things were supposed to come out and where his part fit into the outcome,
then he could relax and accept death because his life would be lived in the Truth of Creation.
But this is precisely what he cannot know, can never know.
And so the bitter defensiveness of his fictions,
the desperation of his pretence of certainty that his cultural hero-system is the true one.”

— Ernest Becker

thank you for this, @Skarekrow ..
 
Scumbags....all “mega-churches” should be torn down and used to build houses for the homeless...fuck these so-called “Christians” who completely ignore their own teachings and cherrypick what suits them.
You know that “Hell" you keep talking about?
Hope you have fun!
tax-jpg.46566

This may have been written with the lens of anger...for that I apologize.
I still think they should pay taxes if they are going to own private jets (plural) and vacation homes, etc.
Disgusting.
Jesus would get all “moneychanger” on their asses.
You know what the book says about a rich man getting into heaven so I guess that part doesn’t exist at all...doesn’t apply to them since they are doing SOOO much for those suffering around them....and being SOOO modest?
This is everything to be despised about organized religion.
Making a bad name for those who are actually trying to live that life.
I’m sure they will probably be reincarnated as poor Hindu children in some tiny village....or maybe hedgehogs for a few years...just to ground them, you know?
lmao
 
I've just been catching up @Skarekrow. I hope you and your family are having a great Christmas and you are getting some relief from your pain. Some powerful things have been posted here over the last few days - personal pain, the boundary of death that lies at the edge of all our lives, the future of the world. I had some powerful reactions to them all ......

This world is a nursery school with an international airport attached. It isn't a good place to cling to or linger in beyond our time.

It's a gorgeous world all the same and ablaze with spirit light for anyone who can see it - and then you see it isn't all there is. It's a shame when we don't just stop and look, and such an awful waste.

As one of the comments implied, from the point of view of someone watching at the birth of the universe, the chances of each of us being given existence is much, much lower than trillions to one against. To be given existence as a human being, we have each won an incredible lottery - the fact we are so used to existence that it seems ordinary is one of the most tragic illusions. It isn't ordinary, it's beyond amazing.

It's written in the wind and the sea and the earth that our civilisation cannot last much longer in its current form. Another 3 or 4 generations and there will be massive change, and rightly so. It's the same cycle of birth life and death as happens with more obvious forms of life. I can't see if the changes will be evolutionary of catastrophic though - we may well have a choice.

I'm forever impressed by the light that shines through your own pain .....
This picture holds all these thoughts .....

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Love that painting/picture!
That does encompass the feelings really well!

Well...sometimes I put on a happier face here than I truly feel at the time (please no pity)...those are very kind words...it is that type of thing that keeps me moving forward though and for that I thank you sincerely.
Your words are incredibly beautiful and poetic...it makes total sense to me on a visceral level.
There are endless possibilities of what may or may not happen when we die...I have never truly been afraid of dying myself...I think being exposed to it as a profession in my late teens/early20’s and then beyond has removed me from the average person somewhat in that case.
I aalllmost started working at the County Morgue a few years back as it would have been great pay (on call mostly though...so I imagine many late nights), but I wasn’t ready to switch from the heart team just yet and I also could see my arthritis progressing and worried about being a reliable person in a new job where they didn’t give me some leeway after working there and knowing my issues.
Anyhow...we either lose consciousness and that is that, in which case - you won’t care.
Or...something else amazing happens...for that we will have to wait and see what’s in store!
But I don’t fear any place like “Hell”...I feel that that is deeply wrong how it is used and represented...if such a place exists it is most likely of your own making imho - i.e...what do you bring with you into the void....love? fear? anger? hate? compassion? empathy?
I believe that deep down we all know what is good and right and what is not (except for certain cases of mental illness).
People who choose to do evil from apathy, for whatever reasoning they tell themselves will have to one day face that evil they put out into the universe - and that will be their “Hell”...maybe it will be momentary acknowledgment of wrongdoing, or maybe it will be the eternal knowledge of the hate/fear/sadness/etc. you spread?
The only punishment is that you inflict upon yourself.
(imho)
lol

I’m doing alright currently...lately my whole body has been sore...I don’t get it...like my muscles are sore kinda everywhere...it’s a bit disconcerting...the stiffness is getting tighter in my lower back...I can definitely feel that going on...I try to do stretches, but damn they hurt.
And supposedly I should be more gentle on it....find the “soft edge” as opposed to the “hard edge”....I figure though, if I can stand it for those minutes that I hold a position all the better - even if it hurts like hell.
The pain itself it not impacting me AS much as it was, I have to say....that has been really great and a good change of pace!
I may or may not have had some outside help recently with that... ;) ;) ;)
(if you know me and how I keep these things at bay you know what I mean)
So amazingly helpful!
I wish people would get over the stigmas already.
The pain is just as bad if not worse that ever....but my suffering has significantly decreased which kinda blows my mind a bit.
hahaha

If anyone here shines a bright light of goodness and love and spirit it’s you John!
I hope your holiday’s were equally lovely and all is well with you?
Take care my friend!
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thank you for this, @Skarekrow ..

Thank you for reading my posts!
I try to post quality stuff, lol.
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This may have been written with the lens of anger...for that I apologize.
I still think they should pay taxes if they are going to own private jets (plural) and vacation homes, etc.
Disgusting.
Jesus would get all “moneychanger” on their asses.
You know what the book says about a rich man getting into heaven so I guess that part doesn’t exist at all...doesn’t apply to them since they are doing SOOO much for those suffering around them....and being SOOO modest?
This is everything to be despised about organized religion.
Making a bad name for those who are actually trying to live that life.
I’m sure they will probably be reincarnated as poor Hindu children in some tiny village....or maybe hedgehogs for a few years...just to ground them, you know?
lmao
Look at 2 Peter Chr 2 - he seems to be saying the same thing in his own words :)
 
Look at 2 Peter Chr 2 - he seems to be saying the same thing in his own words :)
That’s pretty heavy.
Not sure that there won’t be redemption for such souls...one day in the case of “eternal” punishment, no matter how terrible, the punishment will outweigh the crime and at that point “Hell” would be unjust.
Again though...not that the word even belongs in the Bible...it’s a gross mistranslation and misrepresentation.
As for Sodom and the like...it correlates with a meteor strike in the area at that time in history interestingly enough...not sure that God did that on purpose...but people like to jump to conclusions, lol...besides, it was because they were thieves and rapists, not gay, that He supposedly did it because of.
I guess we shall see!
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Wow...I just had like 200 starlings land on my front lawn all at once....then swoooosh.....a red tailed hawk chased the whole flock away in one fantastic burst with the hawk probably getting one I’m sure after they flew into the trees!
Wow...amazing stuff!
Beautiful and awesome.
 
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Well...sometimes I put on a happier face here than I truly feel at the time (please no pity)...those are very kind words...it is that type of thing that keeps me moving forward though and for that I thank you sincerely.

The pain is just as bad if not worse that ever....but my suffering has significantly decreased which kinda blows my mind a bit.
hahaha

That's what comes over so strongly - that you manage to be so positive towards life even though .......
@Sandie33 is the same in her own way - another great spirit that that shines through despite everything that she has to cope with.

But I don’t fear any place like “Hell”...I feel that that is deeply wrong how it is used and represented...if such a place exists it is most likely of your own making imho - i.e...what do you bring with you into the void....love? fear? anger? hate? compassion? empathy?

Like you say - if there is nothing after then there's nothing to worry about! If there is life after death, then someone or something has gone to incredible trouble to set things up so that we are around - and even so we seem to be very rare indeed in the universe. I can't think that anything or anyone actually gets wasted eventually unless they work really hard at it and waste themselves.
 
That's what comes over so strongly - that you manage to be so positive towards life even though .......
@Sandie33 is the same in her own way - another great spirit that that shines through despite everything that she has to cope with.



Like you say - if there is nothing after then there's nothing to worry about! If there is life after death, then someone or something has gone to incredible trouble to set things up so that we are around - and even so we seem to be very rare indeed in the universe. I can't think that anything or anyone actually gets wasted eventually unless they work really hard at it and waste themselves.

Thank you John...I can’t say it enough.
Yeah...IDK....maybe someone like Hitler....or a serial killer/rapist gets - soul termination.
I would think it would have to be pretty bad as the guys that killed Jesus were forgiven.
You know, there is a whole thing about reincarnation in the Bible...I will find some info on it for you, it’s quite interesting.
Perhaps THAT is Hell...having to do it over again....in which case - we are currently IN Hell...which kinda makes sense in a screwed up way, lol.
 
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Darkroom retreats:

Darkroom retreats have been used by a variety of spiritual traditions throughout the centuries as a higher-level practice.
The aspirant enters a room specially prepared to admit absolutely no light and spends a number of days under this sensory deprivation in order to bring about a profound shift of consciousness.

Research has shown that in prolonged darkness a biochemical reaction in the brain is causing extraordinary molecules like DMT to be synthesized which trigger altered states of perception allowing for accelerated evolution towards the Revelation of the Self and a Consciousness of Oneness.

The Taoist Perspective:

According to Mantak Chia in the book Darkness Technology:

“The darkness actualizes successively higher states of divine consciousness, correlating with the synthesis and accumulation of psychedelic chemicals in the brain.

Melatonin, a regulatory hormone, quiets the body and mind in preparation for the finer and subtler realities of higher consciousness (Days 1 to 3).

Pinoline, affecting the neuro-transmitters of the brain, permits visions and dream-states to emerge in our conscious awareness (Days 3 to 5).

Eventually, the brain synthesizes the ‘spirit molecules’ 5-methoxy-dimethyltryptamine (5-MeO-DMT) and dimethyltryptamine (DMT), facilitating the transcendental experiences of universal love and compassion (Days 6 to 12).”

The Alchemical Perspective:

“The journey into Darkness is not just a first stage, but it is the essence of the spiritual alchemical work, because without it, the individual will remain only at the superficial level of mere rational thinking and social existence, dominated by dogmas. There is an important alchemical adagio: Visita Interiora Terrae Rectificando Occultum Lapidem (“Visit the interior of the earth; rectify what you find there, and you will discover the hidden stone.”)

To describe the “descent into Darkness,” summed up in the word “vitriol,” alchemy has preserved some very ancient symbols.

The individual (actually only his/her personality) descending into its original nature will suffer a great loss.
He must abandon all his old moral, social and spiritual values.

Thus, he will open himself to a different order, more in tune with the Harmony of the Whole.
This is what is happening in a Dark Retreat.” (Hridaya Yoga)

“Remember that by welcoming darkness, you become a womb for light…” -Leela

“If you can love darkness, you will become unafraid of death. If you can enter into darkness – and you can enter when there is no fear – you will achieve total relaxation. If you can become one with darkness, you are dissolved, it is a surrender. Now there is no fear, because if you have become one with darkness, you have become one with death. You cannot die now, you have become deathless. Darkness is deathless. Light is born and dies. Darkness simply is. It is deathless.” -Osho

“I wish I could show you,
When you are lonely or in the darkness,
The Astonishing Light
Of your own Being”
-Hafiz​

Article:

Blindfolding yourself for long periods of time can cause incredible hallucinations perhaps even more intense than psychedelic substances.
According to this study, subjects reported having insane hallucinations after being blindfolded for four days:

Fucking fascinating... I had a theory, too, about vitamin D deprivation and altered states of consciousness (specifically existential thinking), but whatever it is, darkness does something.
 
Fucking fascinating... I had a theory, too, about vitamin D deprivation and altered states of consciousness (specifically existential thinking), but whatever it is, darkness does something.
When I used to work nights....I was probably at my happiest mentally than I ever felt in my life.
I don’t know if it was just the time in my life or if the darkness had something to do with it....but I know I felt great contentment on my nights off sitting on my balcony of the apartment I had, listening to my headphones, chain-smoking, and drinking coffee all night.
Going grocery shopping was an introverts dream as well...and I really liked to ride my bike at 3am...( you wouldn’t believe the amount of times I was stopped by cops ahahaha ).
Interesting stuff right?!
I kinda want to blindfold myself for a few weeks now.
 
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Fucking fascinating... I had a theory, too, about vitamin D deprivation and altered states of consciousness (specifically existential thinking), but whatever it is, darkness does something.

When I was younger, I went down into a cave where it was whatever hundred times darker than whatever a person can experience on the surface of Earth.
Really fucking dark, couldn't see my own hand in front of my face.
Changed my life.
 
When I was younger, I went down into a cave where it was whatever hundred times darker than whatever a person can experience on the surface of Earth.
Really fucking dark, couldn't see my own hand in front of my face.
Changed my life.
Oh yeah....you start to see shit!
I used to go spelunking quite frequently when I could still move well...if you are down there for even a short amount of time you can start to see things.
It freaks some people out...mostly I would see orb type objects or some kind of dim light.
Strange.
 
Oh yeah....you start to see shit!
I used to go spelunking quite frequently when I could still move well...if you are down there for even a short amount of time you can start to see things.
It freaks some people out...mostly I would see orb type objects or some kind of dim light.
Strange.

Haha yea, I was in it for about 15min and started seeing vague things. I've been in other dark areas experiencing similar stuff.
Pretty wild, though yea never freaked me out, I just find it super interesting lol. But I could see it being more anxiety ridden while spelunking, which adds other elements.
 
When I used to work nights....I was probably at my happiest mentally than I ever felt in my life.
I don’t know if it was just the time in my life or if the darkness had something to do with it....but I know I felt great contentment on my nights off sitting on my balcony of the apartment I had, listening to my headphones, chain-smoking, and drinking coffee all night.
Going grocery shopping was an introverts dream as well...and I really liked to ride my bike at 3am...( you wouldn’t believe the amount of times I was stopped by cops ahahaha ).
Interesting stuff right?!
I kinda want to blindfold myself for a few weeks now.
The world has a special quality in the early hours.

Its quiet, there's something funny about the air pressure and temperature.

There's a mental stillness that can only be experienced at certain times of the night.

I totally get you, but then I'm up at stupid o'clock all the time because of DSPD, so my mental clarity is greatest then anyway.
 
The world has a special quality in the early hours.

Its quiet, there's something funny about the air pressure and temperature.

There's a mental stillness that can only be experienced at certain times of the night.

I totally get you, but then I'm up at stupid o'clock all the time because of DSPD, so my mental clarity is greatest then anyway.
There's something very powerful about the combination of darkness and quiet - though it can be spooky and unsettling too.
I like places in the small hours that are deserted but are normally full of people.