this idea of converting to christianity to avoid hell has intrigued me for some time now. I am an agnostic who leans rather heavilly towards athieism, but have often wondered if perhaps I should "accept" christ and go to church just to be safe, even though i find much absurdity in the religion. (not Absurd as in Camus) But wouldn't I still go to Hell anyway, even if ther was a God, since I essentially would be converting to save my own skin rather than out of any real caring for God? Looks like if there is a God, I'm damned if I do ad damned if I don't...
Well if there is one god there must be more, so if we get sent to hell eventually some other god will save us from the egocentric unforgiving one that is ours =)
It may be kind of odd, but a part of me can't wait to the end so I can see if there is indeed a supreme being or afterlife, I guess I'm just a curious person or something...
I feel that way too. A part of me cant wait for death, but, because I want to live for as long as I can, it will take decades until I can see death, perhaps, with some luck, a century. Its frustrating =)
for me the problem is the fact that would feel as if i was leaving things undone and leaving people alone. If i didn't have people who needed me, i wouldn't mind dying. I would hate to not be there to help someone. also, i want to experience life to the fullest. im only 18, and there are sooo many things that i want to do, and so many places i want to go an see. To me, death and the afterlife is no big deal. But like greddy said, it's about leaving things undone. i'm not afraid to die, but i would prefer to die old rather than young. just fyi, Some common (widely read and familiar) literary works that have an element dealing with coming to terms with death are Hamlet, The Stranger by Camus, and A Man for All Seasons, by Bolt. I actually chose those three boks to write a paper on and I compared them along this point.
For me too, the main reason I dont wanna die is all the people who care for me I would be leaving behind. I dont care that much about the things I wanna do that would be left to do, but since death has no arguments whatsoever on its favor, I stick to life in that case anyway.
I agree with you. I'm only 18 too, but I'm hitting my 'existential crisis' pretty early.
I hit my existential crisis then I was eleven (or perhaps up to 3 years earlier, my memory sucks for time), and have been revisiting it ever so often. Then it happened, I asked my father what the meaning of life was (naive kid). My father said that was a question a lot of people would want the answer to, but nobody had the answer. I came to conclude the meaning of life is something we choose ourselves. What to choose is the big issue =)
I came to choose to just live my life in a fun and pleasurable manner, not caring much for other people or the world, though I will try to not hinder then either. The only good I inteend to do to the world, at least for now, is to be philosophical and hope that philosopy will leak into others and change then for the better =)
Oh, and I've already started my '100 things to do before I die' list. Just to keep me striving for something and not lying around, stagnant...thinking.
One well choosed item is all you need. And then I mean well choosen, I mean something you can progress towards, but, at the same time, never accomplish. Like world peace =)
Mentally Ill;119788 wrote:
The system wants equalize, and organisms are rebels in that system, taking what they can and processing it in different ways so that they can all continue to exist. Life is an act of rebellion (in my eyes at least).
A rebellion against entropy? =)
Personally I see death as the end of my body, not of my life. For some reason, this step in life has a certain, big change ahead called "death", but life will continue afteryards. What life will be like after this change, I have no idea.