There's no way to stop life anyway. Not ever. Can't stop what was never started. No one chose to be born. Nothing chose to be here. No thing ever chose to be that thing they are. No cat ever chose to be a cat. So even if we did decide to stop procreating, there's no way of knowing that human life would or could become extinct. So it's all pointless and usless to think about that.Dimebag wrote: ↑Sat Oct 30, 2021 11:39 am I’m afraid I don’t quite share the same feelings as you regarding the inherent worth of conscious life. But I understand where you are coming from, and your reasons for thinking that way. The sheer amount of suffering can’t be offset by any small moments of purity, of oneness, happiness, peace, etc, so, better none of this self aware or conscious life never existed.
My point, is that if I could choose to be born, knowing what I know now. I just wouldn't choose to be born, pure and simple.
I wouldn't touch it with a barge pole. I'd rather have never been, than be born. But even to think like that is pointless, because again, no one chooses to be born, absolutely no one, no one is living life. There's just pure existence for no one.
To me, being alive is like watching a movie, you know it's not real anyway, and that's the place I've been at pretty much my entire life. I'm just watching a movie frame by frame by frame, watching each day disappear into nothingness, as though nothing in life is ever happening. I'm just here watching each frame run and run, on and on, until the projector turns off and everything goes dark.
I'm done here, I'm just so done, and the weird thing about that feeling for me personally, is that it's the greatest feeling I've ever felt in my entire life. Life's just a wild and crazy roller coaster ride, it's exhileratingly likeable, in the sense, I'm not the one living it. Even if I was caught up in some tragic horrible circumstance like being buried alive under a pile of lava, I would find myself strangely not scared but fully accepting it, I'd probably go so far as to say to myself during the throes of agony, yeah man, just bring it on. At least that would be one experience I have not had the pleasure of experiencing, to me, the experience of dying would be like what the fuck ever, I don't actually care. At least I only have to do this once, as far as I am personally aware. And that's the same for life, you only have to do it once, so might as well just grab the soda and popcorn.
PS..I've pretty much felt this way all my life, even before I learnt to read words. Later, when I learnt to read, especially books from UG and the rest, it was like reading my own thoughts, the ones I'd had since childhood. I was born like this, I did not become this.
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