Dr. Doom
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All I've been thinking about latley is what happens when we die. Like what really happens. Not some religous bull****....what happens to the mind. Someone said here in that thread about this that it'll probably feel like before being born. When we had no memories, I mean can anyone think about that, remember anything about that time? If you do then you are lying.
I've been thinking about that and space and the univerce...differen't dimensions, time, matter, life, the mind...and then this place I've been thinking about, the void. You remember that scene where morphias was showing neo that place they go to upload weapons and equipment. It was all white, literally nothing but a couple chairs and an old tv? That's what I think of but except nothing, literally nothing but that and your self. Naked, clothed what ever I think more about the place. A place where there is no shadows. Can you imagine a place where is no shadow ?
It's like all that weird **** has been eating at my brain. I can't think about xbox, or that chick's boob, at least not for long. Everything seems unimportant to me. I mean how can I think about that stuff when there are more important subjects like these to talk about.
So I think about killing myself. So I can find out sooner what really happens after death. Would I go to this void, or perhaps my mind would spread across the universe becoming this sort of cesstial being. Or maybe I am a ghost like in yuyu hakasho. Or maybe I do meet a god who does judges how I lived my life. Or I become obnipotent. Or my mind stays trapped in my rotting, decaying body.
I feel like everything I do right now is nothing, nothing I do now carries on to "the other side". What do I care if it does carry on to living people? Is that the point of living, giving somthing to the living people? Maybe producing a child that one day discovers the cure for aids or cancer? But what does that do for you? And if you don't make that kid what happens then? If nothing carries on in death, then what does it matter what happens when you are alive.
People say to enjoy the time you have, but why enjoy it at all? Why not just end it faster ? Because what happens after happens longer right? I just don't see a point to living any more? Why should I even live anymore? What am I gaining from this life? Experiences? What like ****ing some chick, trying pot, going to college? Becoming successful? What is all of this for? Are we just in some circle of trying to survive so that we can reproduce another generation that will survive to reproduce another.
sorry if a lot of this is gibberish, but it's just been on my mind a lot latley.
I've been thinking about that and space and the univerce...differen't dimensions, time, matter, life, the mind...and then this place I've been thinking about, the void. You remember that scene where morphias was showing neo that place they go to upload weapons and equipment. It was all white, literally nothing but a couple chairs and an old tv? That's what I think of but except nothing, literally nothing but that and your self. Naked, clothed what ever I think more about the place. A place where there is no shadows. Can you imagine a place where is no shadow ?
It's like all that weird **** has been eating at my brain. I can't think about xbox, or that chick's boob, at least not for long. Everything seems unimportant to me. I mean how can I think about that stuff when there are more important subjects like these to talk about.
So I think about killing myself. So I can find out sooner what really happens after death. Would I go to this void, or perhaps my mind would spread across the universe becoming this sort of cesstial being. Or maybe I am a ghost like in yuyu hakasho. Or maybe I do meet a god who does judges how I lived my life. Or I become obnipotent. Or my mind stays trapped in my rotting, decaying body.
I feel like everything I do right now is nothing, nothing I do now carries on to "the other side". What do I care if it does carry on to living people? Is that the point of living, giving somthing to the living people? Maybe producing a child that one day discovers the cure for aids or cancer? But what does that do for you? And if you don't make that kid what happens then? If nothing carries on in death, then what does it matter what happens when you are alive.
People say to enjoy the time you have, but why enjoy it at all? Why not just end it faster ? Because what happens after happens longer right? I just don't see a point to living any more? Why should I even live anymore? What am I gaining from this life? Experiences? What like ****ing some chick, trying pot, going to college? Becoming successful? What is all of this for? Are we just in some circle of trying to survive so that we can reproduce another generation that will survive to reproduce another.
sorry if a lot of this is gibberish, but it's just been on my mind a lot latley.