SickJoke
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The human mind is something that has always fascinated me. Our emotional circuitry is particularly amazing. It's interesting how a tragic event can remind you of a painful memory, which reminds you of another, and another. The memories are always stored there, in your file system of a brain, under the category DEPRESSION, or SADNESS, or DESPAIR. Once something triggers you to feel a certain emotion, the corresponding category is accessed, and the contents are played in your mind, just like you're watching a series of home movies.
The fun part about being human is that your mind often contradicts itself. Your emotions might insist that you should be depressed, while your logic tells you that being depressed is an absurd waste of time and energy. Unfortunately, emotions are usually much more powerful than logic. We'll often follow our emotions, and later backwards rationalize our actions with logic. We're a clever species aren't we?
I've recently gotten news about a friend of mine, which has reminded me of my biggest personal, unsolved conflict: my two conflicting views on life. Let me say that I'm an analytical, logical, scientific person, so please don't mention religion or any other fairy tales in this thread. If you wish to argue for your religion go to RichardDawkins.net Forum • Index page and your argument will soon be demolished - I don't want to debate religion here.
Overcoming social anxiety, for me, was a matter of replacing limiting beliefs with empowering ones, by using research and exposure - trial and error. Some of these beliefs, such as "I am inferior, everyone hates me, I make people uncomfortable," etc. weren't easy to change, but through self improvement and exposure, it was possible. However, there's one conflict I have yet to solve - I don't know if I ever will - and it's the most important conflict of all: the meaning of life. It's as if my inner optimist, who usually wins, is battling my inner pessimist.
Optimist Side:
I am privileged to be alive. It took billions of years to lead to this moment - an UNIMAGINABLE number of events had to happen perfectly for me to exist. Life is a fun challenge. I see my purpose in life as clear as day: to reduce as much human suffering as I possibly can, every day, in any way, until the day I die.
Pessimist Side:
"Purpose in life" is a figment of imagination, the direct result of our highly evolved critical thinking skills. As humans we searched for purpose in our environment, because it was beneficial to our survival: "What purpose can I find for that sharp rock?" etc. The planet earth, let alone our individual lives, might as well be a grain of sand compared to the vastness of the universe. We are ultimately insignificant. All of our endeavors will eventually be destroyed with the end of the universe - in reality, much, much sooner than that. We are highly evolved, biological, social robots, evolutionarily designed to perform a series of tasks to reach an objective that is no different from any other form of life: survive and replicate.
So there's my dilemma. Most of the time I stay positive, but as you can see from my user name, deep down I see life as a sick joke. I hope this was at least an interesting read
The fun part about being human is that your mind often contradicts itself. Your emotions might insist that you should be depressed, while your logic tells you that being depressed is an absurd waste of time and energy. Unfortunately, emotions are usually much more powerful than logic. We'll often follow our emotions, and later backwards rationalize our actions with logic. We're a clever species aren't we?
I've recently gotten news about a friend of mine, which has reminded me of my biggest personal, unsolved conflict: my two conflicting views on life. Let me say that I'm an analytical, logical, scientific person, so please don't mention religion or any other fairy tales in this thread. If you wish to argue for your religion go to RichardDawkins.net Forum • Index page and your argument will soon be demolished - I don't want to debate religion here.
Overcoming social anxiety, for me, was a matter of replacing limiting beliefs with empowering ones, by using research and exposure - trial and error. Some of these beliefs, such as "I am inferior, everyone hates me, I make people uncomfortable," etc. weren't easy to change, but through self improvement and exposure, it was possible. However, there's one conflict I have yet to solve - I don't know if I ever will - and it's the most important conflict of all: the meaning of life. It's as if my inner optimist, who usually wins, is battling my inner pessimist.
Optimist Side:
I am privileged to be alive. It took billions of years to lead to this moment - an UNIMAGINABLE number of events had to happen perfectly for me to exist. Life is a fun challenge. I see my purpose in life as clear as day: to reduce as much human suffering as I possibly can, every day, in any way, until the day I die.
Pessimist Side:
"Purpose in life" is a figment of imagination, the direct result of our highly evolved critical thinking skills. As humans we searched for purpose in our environment, because it was beneficial to our survival: "What purpose can I find for that sharp rock?" etc. The planet earth, let alone our individual lives, might as well be a grain of sand compared to the vastness of the universe. We are ultimately insignificant. All of our endeavors will eventually be destroyed with the end of the universe - in reality, much, much sooner than that. We are highly evolved, biological, social robots, evolutionarily designed to perform a series of tasks to reach an objective that is no different from any other form of life: survive and replicate.
So there's my dilemma. Most of the time I stay positive, but as you can see from my user name, deep down I see life as a sick joke. I hope this was at least an interesting read