anyone else look at life and just think "is that all there is?"
even if you have a good life with meager transient joys, it doesn't seem worth it..
its just not enough. its all fleeting and empty really, and the dull ache of living doesn't seem to stop. even if you obtain some great things, you adjust quickly and want more, loss quickly follows and even the feeling that "i thought id feel different when i got this, but i still feel the same".. it is never enough
>Wake up after sleeping
If I was god, I would destroy myself.
All I want now (because I am religious) is to completely disappear, assuming there is heaven and hell, I don't want to go to any of them.
Just to fade away.
>What is the ripple effect
Jesus changed the world. Buddha changed the world. Mohammed's legacy still today controls entire nations and dictate people's lives. The internet changed the world. Someone had to have created that.
Life and human's aren't as meaningless as you want to believe.
So you are saying any of us will be as important as those people? You are fucking deluded.
Chances of that happening are so small, that you have more chances of winning the fucking power ball.
For every guy that made a difference, billions died without doing anything worth remembering.
A lot can happen in a 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 years.
Alternate realities, universes, godhood ascension, immortality. Limitless possibilities.
>anyone else look at life and just think "is that all there is?"
Well I do like anime, manga, music, and escapism in general. It's a pity I have to stay alive to enjoy those. I also like eating and exercising but life lacks some kind of deeper meaning. There's nothing profound in life unless I construct it in such a way in my mind. But what's the point? To stay motivated? Doing what? For what? Why for?
The sad part is, I don't even have to mention the downsides, the pain, physical pain, mental struggle, own fears and hardships, the lack of meaning in all of it... There's no endgame.
My good old buddy, Major Depressive Disorder makes absolutely certain that this thought is on my mind 24/7. In my classes, I actually have to force myself to just drag myself through the work, through the thoughts that I'm going to feel the way that I am for the rest of my measly life.
The life that is 80/2,000,000,000 of the planet's remaining lifespan. The planet that is an indescribable fraction of the universe's contents.
It's nearly impossible to motivate yourself to do anything when you take this pill, anons. Sometimes, not realizing the truth is better in the long-run.