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Small-Scale Question Sunday for August 13, 2023

Do you have a dumb question that you're kind of embarrassed to ask in the main thread? Is there something you're just not sure about?

This is your opportunity to ask questions. No question too simple or too silly.

Culture war topics are accepted, and proposals for a better intro post are appreciated.

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Why does one need to "distract yourself" or see death as a "horrible reality?" I think this framing is the quote author projecting their own personal fears of their own mortality as something universally shared by others when that isn't the case.

I see this a lot with proselytizers who'll go on about how you need their religious beliefs to cope with fear of death, or to help fill the "hole inside you" or "give purpose to life" and so on like that's something everyone relates to - it's not actually about you, it's about them, their personal insecurities and fears that they misunderstand as shared by everyone else. They reveal themselves to be scared of death, to have a hole inside them, to lack purpose. Then when they encounter people who aren't like them, they work themselves into knots trying to argue that the others must actually deep down feel the same way, be in denial somehow, have not thought things through, etc.

Some of us just don't fear death, and have thought plenty deeply on the subject of life and death.

Idk man, "everything is futile and we are doomed, but it's fine, actually" was never a position I could wrap my head around. It feels...lazy? Indecisive? As if you are shrugging the problem off.

It might be easier for you to relate once you understand that it's not just fear we are talking of. I'm still young and full of vigor and death feels very much remote, but here we are. In the first place, it only took me a couple of years of my adolescence to surpass "obnoxious atheist" phase and think "wait a minute, something's off here"

Maybe our gap in understanding is caused by a missing element, like some inner romantic sentiment, or belief in fundamental human dignity. We are special beings endowed with the capacity to look at the material realm not only as participants, but as observers. And so, I claim, we can look beyond, see the insufficiency of mere matter. We can see that we are in a cage, so we deserve a way out. This here might cause you to raise an eyebrow, and maybe it's not the most logically robust claim, but it's fine. It's my intuitive conviction that comes from deep within, there's nothing I'm more sure of.

If all hopes come to nought and materialism is roughly correct, I'm ready to avow that it is not me, but the entire universe that is sick and misshapen and insane.