I am so fucking worried about the future like I can't stop having random panic attacks just thinking about dying in general and it's like what if I just wake up one day and the air is unbreathable because the oceans are dead and I just gasp myself back to eternal sleep and like I am pretty sure that that won't happen and I'm more likely to die as part of a much slower civilizational collapse but like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I am barely fucking functioning
Sounds like you need to reckon with mortatlity moreso than global warming.
Here's a neat paper on the subject: https://www.naturalism.org/philosophy/death/death-nothingness-and-subjectivity
I've also found some ideas from both Buddhism and Hinduism (nature of the self, consciousness, and the ilusion of separateness) fairly compelling on the subject, and a way to help soothe that anxiety.
honestly for me the scariest thing about death has always been that I have no context to reify it, because it is a state of the obliteration of the lens in which the understood framework of being is ascertained through. It's never been 'inky blackness oh so scary', I dunno, I've never been the type to perceive myself as in any state of being after death, because fundamentally death is the undefined state of not being.
the existential fear of the obliteration of the specific lens, my consciousness or someone else's controlling it, the one which I've commandeered to view and partake in this world, is a fear, so vast and unquantifiable, tickling my brain, I don't have the language to portray in its proper depth. Self-centered, but I can't help it, it's like at least a bit biological.
It occurred to me earlier that I'm in a weird position where I kinda have a lack of mortality problem going on. Came to terms with dying a long, long time ago and all this shit is on the horizon... but it won't hurry up and happen. I don't want to have to pretend I actually give a shit about living until the main event gets here.
All this having to put effort into shit that basically just doesn't matter anyway. Cut to the chase. Hurry up and bring on the Threads part so I can jump off a bridge or some shit. Ugh.
I think about Global warming usually a couple times a day on average. what helps me cope is thinking "Won't it be interesting?". whether we overcome it or not, both futures are going to really fascinating. We're going to learn so much. even the self-made extinction of the only known intelligent life in the universe would be a very important event to witness, and might have implications for the Fermi paradox and so on. it's got to be kind of satisfying too, like getting the final season to a show, opposed to all the people who died in the previous centuries, that were like watching until it was cancelled by the network.
I am so fucking worried about the future like I can't stop having random panic attacks just thinking about dying in general and it's like what if I just wake up one day and the air is unbreathable because the oceans are dead and I just gasp myself back to eternal sleep and like I am pretty sure that that won't happen and I'm more likely to die as part of a much slower civilizational collapse but like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I am barely fucking functioning
Sounds like you need to reckon with mortatlity moreso than global warming.
Here's a neat paper on the subject: https://www.naturalism.org/philosophy/death/death-nothingness-and-subjectivity
I've also found some ideas from both Buddhism and Hinduism (nature of the self, consciousness, and the ilusion of separateness) fairly compelling on the subject, and a way to help soothe that anxiety.
honestly for me the scariest thing about death has always been that I have no context to reify it, because it is a state of the obliteration of the lens in which the understood framework of being is ascertained through. It's never been 'inky blackness oh so scary', I dunno, I've never been the type to perceive myself as in any state of being after death, because fundamentally death is the undefined state of not being.
the existential fear of the obliteration of the specific lens, my consciousness or someone else's controlling it, the one which I've commandeered to view and partake in this world, is a fear, so vast and unquantifiable, tickling my brain, I don't have the language to portray in its proper depth. Self-centered, but I can't help it, it's like at least a bit biological.
It occurred to me earlier that I'm in a weird position where I kinda have a lack of mortality problem going on. Came to terms with dying a long, long time ago and all this shit is on the horizon... but it won't hurry up and happen. I don't want to have to pretend I actually give a shit about living until the main event gets here.
All this having to put effort into shit that basically just doesn't matter anyway. Cut to the chase. Hurry up and bring on the Threads part so I can jump off a bridge or some shit. Ugh.
I think about Global warming usually a couple times a day on average. what helps me cope is thinking "Won't it be interesting?". whether we overcome it or not, both futures are going to really fascinating. We're going to learn so much. even the self-made extinction of the only known intelligent life in the universe would be a very important event to witness, and might have implications for the Fermi paradox and so on. it's got to be kind of satisfying too, like getting the final season to a show, opposed to all the people who died in the previous centuries, that were like watching until it was cancelled by the network.