LucyJr
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[MENTION=9401]LucyJr[/MENTION]
I had to throw away meaning in order to live. I learned to value absurdity and chaos - breaking the system is what allowed me to be free.
It was true that I more energetically sought meaning for a while, but I'm the type of person who never stops. It seems some people who must have meaning just stop looking after a while and accept where they landed as their version meaning, but I could not do this, I simply found infinite regression. I would always reach a point where I'd ask "well what is the meaning of this now?"
I had to take on a more Zen aesthetic. There are more visceral and transcendent things that go beyond meaning or purpose. Some times things that are 'empty' are the most beautiful and worthwhile.
[MENTION=9401]LucyJr[/MENTION]
I had to throw away meaning in order to live. I learned to value absurdity and chaos - breaking the system is what allowed me to be free.
It was true that I more energetically sought meaning for a while, but I'm the type of person who never stops. It seems some people who must have meaning just stop looking after a while and accept where they landed as their version meaning, but I could not do this, I simply found infinite regression. I would always reach a point where I'd ask "well what is the meaning of this now?"
I had to take on a more Zen aesthetic. There are more visceral and transcendent things that go beyond meaning or purpose. Some times things that are 'empty' are the most beautiful and worthwhile.
Like why did I build this huge space pagoda, block by block over several days? I don't know, doesn't mean anything and it doesn't have to as far as I'm concerned, and it's still not finished, but I have something to work on. Why? Why do people climb mountains?
And to give an idea of it, each block would be 1 meter, and the pagoda is nearly 300 meters high. If it were real, it would be a 90 story building. The island is three football fields across.
Freedom cannot create values, because freedom presupposes objective values. If freedom is really good, it must be freedom from something really bad, thus assuming some objective good and bad. And some objectives good and bad implies that some things are meaningful, while others not.breaking the system is what allowed me to be free.
Nope. You supposed that but I'm not trapped in such supposition.Yes, but in your search for "beyond meaning" you don't do this meaningless. Something drives you to search for truth, to search for meaning. "Beyond meaning" and valuing absurdity and chaos is still meaning. The question is, is the right one?
No because it's a subjective freedom. It changes nothing about me or the world so therefore there's nothing objective to it. It's also not very meaningful either because there's nothing in my life or the world that defines it - I've simply decided that it is so regardless of what happens.You also presuppose at least one objective value in your search for outside of meaning, which is freedom. Another value would be the right to seek for that value, to fight for it. If freedom is an objective value, then its objectivity implies at least one meaningful value.
It only supposes that I've decided I am free because I have that power regardless of good or bad. I don't even truly have to distinguish this so much because ultimately I can coin flip good/bad if I feel like it. I can take the same situations and modify my own views on them, which makes me a force. I can decide what is good, bad, indifferent, and also decide how I value my decision making process itself, and further evaluate the meta sense of how my own philosophy relates to my own self.Freedom cannot create values, because freedom presupposes objective values. If freedom is really good, it must be freedom from something really bad, thus assuming some objective good and bad. And some objectives good and bad implies that some things are meaningful, while others not.
Some people are like that. Personally I don't care that I'm entirely subjective because it lets me make it be what I will. I find this valuable yes, but that's because I've decided that it is.This is not to criticise your view, this is just my opinion on nihilism with regard to meaning. It's just that in my search for meaning I would come to the conclusion that in denying objective meaning would be meaningful at least in this very sense, implying that I can't deny objective meaning.
To transfer your genes to the next generation. All the feelings and meanings that surround it are probably only an accessory or a side-effect of that purpose. (It's probably hard to digest for an NF)
Any thoughts?
"I have never been able to condemn suicides; instead, I tend to respect them, not only for the undoubted courage needed to commit suicide, but also because suicides place the value of life very high: they think that life is too precious a thing to permit its devaluation by living pointlessly, emptily, without meaning, without love, without hope. Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life."
And we have killed him. How shall we, the murderers of all murderers, comfort ourselves?
To transfer your genes to the next generation. All the feelings and meanings that surround it are probably only an accessory or a side-effect of that purpose. (It's probably hard to digest for an NF)
I think some would rather die than be dictated to as well. Some people reject the machinations of the Purpose and Well Being Committee. Ohoho! What kind of sad person denies their purpose in life??I've known a few artists who committed suicide because of this. They spent their whole lives delving in their arts to create some meaning in their lives, or simply for the love of it, but at some point it seemed even that couldn't hold up, it all broke down, and so they took their own lives. But when I look at that quote, I don't think they placed "the value of life" so high that it didn't permit them to live it emptily. I think Vaclav Havel is wrong in this regard. When people commit suicide, I think they have not fully grasped just how precious a life is.
I think the value of a life can be measured by the satisfaction you will have or not have when you lie in your deathbed and look back at how you have lived.
Yeah, he did stir up some dust in his century. But then again, I have an INTP friend who is very comfortable about living life without a philosophy, without meaning. On his Facebook profile, it even says something like "I don't live according to some philosophy. Life is so much easier once you realize that." And I think he's more right than Vaclav Havel.
And it's really funny once you relate it to other things: You have this world of people committing suicide, people starting wars because of territorial claims, revolutions, party manifestoes, staffs of bureaucrats going to work everyday to define policies. And then there comes my INTP friend and says: "Hey, why philosophy?". LOL.
My own ego is not actually gone anymore...but momentarily I defeated it, right before I was about to die....lol. And I know it wasn’t just my ego saying “Look how strong you are, you defeated me!” as part of me stroking my own ego....lol. No, like I said...no great revelation....but I did find a peacefulness right before what would have been the end, I stopped crying, I stopped worrying, I stopped hurting....but more than anything, the darkness that surrounded me during that period of time in my life - vanished just for those few remaining minutes. I can still feel darkness passing by me once in a while....and I say it like that because it’s sort of a fleeting feeling that comes to me once in a while....the feeling passes by me like a dream you remember for just a moment, but the more you actually try and remember the details the more the dream seems to disappear from your mind. And speaking of dreams, I have dreamed of this darkness only 2-3 times. Even when I have apocalyptic dreams (at least once a month), I still do not have this feeling...it goes beyond death, and normal fear....it is a paralyzing dread....it hard for me to even describe to someone in words as it is a feeling. Anyhow, that is what was gripping me at the time...no one could help me...no Doctors, or pills, or my loved one’s words of support. I almost feel like I was targeted sometimes. *shrug*In terms of religious beliefs, I don't believe that there is punishment for suicide either. I mean, I think it depends. If ones kills someone and then he gets almost caught, but he escapes by suicide, I think that's not very...i don't know...correct is maybe the word. But there are other causes, which I don't have the power to judge over them and honestly neither i do have the authority, the right to do so.
I never judged the ones who commited or attempted suicide, and I don't agree with the christians leaders who teach that it's a sin. I can't say like you that I attempted suicide, but I though seriously at doing it for a period of 3 months, at only 18 years. I had a "meaningless" sort of depression for about 5 months. So I could see what you are saying, maybe just a part of it. Here's what also Vaclav Havel said about meaning:
“The deeper the experience of an absence of meaning - in other words, of absurdity - the more energetically meaning is sought.”
Maybe true strenght means that you defeated one big major fear, beside defeating your ego?
This is very true, the fight with our own specialness.
Beautifully said. After all, I think it gave you a sense of freedom, this whole experience. And(i like to think) a freedom from fear, beside a freedom from your ego specialness. Maybe freedom from false strenght (the sense of specialness, the ego) that leads to true strenght ,which is knowing your own limits...maybe?
Great post. Thanks for sharing: )
I have pretty much given up trying to find an order to things myself....I haven’t given up trying to find answers....but I know those answers will not be numbered and written down in any book (the bible included). After I got out of the hospital it became okay to NOT have a purpose other than to continue to exist...and although there are things in my life 17 years later (jesus I feel old now) that I would consider “reasons”, I feel like the pit of who I am, and who I have become, are not tied to those “reasons” like the would have been before. Not to say that certain things wouldn’t devastate me if I were to lose them - in particular the people in my life whom I love...but I don’t feel like the darkness I described above could return from that loss.@LucyJr
I had to throw away meaning in order to live. I learned to value absurdity and chaos - breaking the system is what allowed me to be free.
It was true that I more energetically sought meaning for a while, but I'm the type of person who never stops. It seems some people who must have meaning just stop looking after a while and accept where they landed as their version meaning, but I could not do this, I simply found infinite regression. I would always reach a point where I'd ask "well what is the meaning of this now?"
I had to take on a more Zen aesthetic. There are more visceral and transcendent things that go beyond meaning or purpose. Some times things that are 'empty' are the most beautiful and worthwhile.
Like why did I build this huge space pagoda, block by block over several days? I don't know, doesn't mean anything and it doesn't have to as far as I'm concerned, and it's still not finished, but I have something to work on. Why? Why do people climb mountains?
And to give an idea of it, each block would be 1 meter, and the pagoda is nearly 300 meters high. If it were real, it would be a 90 story building. The island is three football fields across.
I think we are here to have a life experience
I think as Alan Watts said ''the universe is experiencing itself through us''
Someone also said (perhaps Watts): ''we are in the universe and the universe is in us''
We are consciousness. Consciousness does not die. It just reforms and carries on. It plays a constant game of hide and seek with itself.
You are it, i am it, you are me and i am you
So what kind of experience do we want to have?
I think you are half correct....I think a good portion of suicides probably as you say “do not grasp how precious life is”, but I think the other portion of that group grasp how insignificant and unimportant we are and that realization (along with already being depressed) destroys what was keeping them from suicide in the first place.I've known a few artists who committed suicide because of this. They spent their whole lives delving in their arts to create some meaning in their lives, or simply for the love of it, but at some point it seemed even that couldn't hold up, it all broke down, and so they took their own lives. But when I look at that quote, I don't think they placed "the value of life" so high that it didn't permit them to live it emptily. I think Vaclav Havel is wrong in this regard. When people commit suicide, I think they have not fully grasped just how precious a life is.
I think the value of a life can be measured by the satisfaction you will have or not have when you lie in your deathbed and look back at how you have lived.
Yeah, he did stir up some dust in his century. But then again, I have an INTP friend who is very comfortable about living life without a philosophy, without meaning. On his Facebook profile, it even says something like "I don't live according to some philosophy. Life is so much easier once you realize that." And I think he's more right than Vaclav Havel.
And it's really funny once you relate it to other things: You have this world of people committing suicide, people starting wars because of territorial claims, revolutions, party manifestoes, staffs of bureaucrats going to work everyday to define policies. And then there comes my INTP friend and says: "Hey, why philosophy?". LOL.
I have pretty much given up trying to find an order to things myself....I haven’t given up trying to find answers....but I know those answers will not be numbered and written down in any book (the bible included). After I got out of the hospital it became okay to NOT have a purpose other than to continue to exist...and although there are things in my life 17 years later (jesus I feel old now) that I would consider “reasons”, I feel like the pit of who I am, and who I have become, are not tied to those “reasons” like the would have been before. Not to say that certain things wouldn’t devastate me if I were to lose them - in particular the people in my life whom I love...but I don’t feel like the darkness I described above could return from that loss.
Nice pagoda btw!!!