I have very recently been contemplating my death (not in a depressed suicidal way, but as a curious critical thinker) and have finally come to terms with it's inevitability.
I always knew that I would die eventually and haven't been suffering from illusions of grandeur that I might live forever, but I had never actually considered the significance of my future death.
After giving it much thought, accepting my death has released me from many of my past preoccupations with material wealth. I will go about my day-to-day activities, day by day, until my body can no longer function well enough to support my consciousness, and I will cease to exist.
I can truly say, I am now ready to die. And, now, I feel more than ever, that I can truly say, I am ready to live.

Does anyone else here share my thoughts and does anyone here have any philosophical analysis of this story?

P.S.
I've also tried LSD multiple times over the course of the last 8 months and I can honestly say that my experience with the universe during those times has changed me from an atheist into a person who believes there is something more than the physical realm. I would not call what I believe in "god" because of the connotations that come along with that term, but I would call it a unity of existence, perhaps, or a shared universal energy that permeates everything.

P.S.S.
Please do not attempt to judge my drug use. I know my rights as an individual and will not tolerate any holier-than-thou attitudes. Thank you.
If you have also tried LSD, I would appreciate any insight you gained while on the drug, as I truly believe it to be a consciousness-expanding experience.

Hell yeah, man. Reaching a stage where death no longer worries you is a pretty epic thing. I remember when I realized that I no longer feared death, that's when my life became less about basic survival and acquisition of "stuff" and more about just living for the sake of living.

I have nothing to really elaborate on, it's just cool seeing someone who had a similar experience to mine.




I've wanted to try LSD for a while and have had multiple opportunities, but none were practical opportunities (I always had to be somewhere the next day, etc.). I've also wanted to try Psilocybin and Mescaline, but so far I've only smoked copious amounts of weed, but that's more of a creative stimulant (I fancy myself a writer) and a way to relax than it is a life changing experience (it was the first time I tried it, of course).

I believe in a universal energy that permeates everything, but I also believe that energy is something physically measurable and it's evenly distributed through matter. I call this energy.... energy.

I have a Carl Sagan-esque wonder and appreciation of the universe around me, but I still call myself an Atheist for convenience and to quickly identify with others who criticize religion and its dogma. It's not the spirituality (which is what you clearly have, you're still a free thinker) so much that bothers me as it is the brainwashing and the dogma.

I just read Thomas Thoreau's On Man & Nature and I really related to it now that I'm just living for the sake of living. You should read it, he has a very NOW, natural mentality and philosophy regarding how a person should live.

And, you should try acid :whistling:

Put the dogma on a leash kids...

Basically what you have done is what yogis and Buddhist monks have done for thousands of years. You have turned off this universe and discovered that there is more that what you see, hear, touch and so on. You as consciousness are not going to cease to exist. Only the body dies. You will live on in many future lives (body's). The past one's you cannot remember because those are stored in your Higher Mind. Which you will merge with at the death of your body. The universalness you experienced is the touching of your higher mind which is connected to all other higher minds, thus the universal feeling or experience.

Mushrooms are my gateway to god.

Hell yeah, man. Reaching a stage where death no longer worries you is a pretty epic thing. I remember when I realized that I no longer feared death, that's when my life became less about basic survival and acquisition of "stuff" and more about just living for the sake of living.

I believe in a universal energy that permeates everything, but I also believe that energy is something physically measurable and it's evenly distributed through matter. I call this energy.... energy.

Those who are undecided seem to struggle most and it is at deaths door that many make that to decision to authentically believe in an after life or not.

I gave up a teaching career, big house, 3 car garage, expensive car, and toys and now live in a small solar cabin I built near the mountains.

I chose this lifestyle to free myself from the ties and ideals of society, to take responsibility for my own needs, and to challenge my abilities.

It has allowed me the time to write books and enjoy the simple pleasures of gardening and fishing without guilt.

Once your own survival is completely in your own hands life does take on new meaning!

This sounds like so many religions based on the unknown that have to be accepted on faith because it can not be proven or disproved.

I have very recently been contemplating my death (not in a depressed suicidal way, but as a curious critical thinker) and have finally come to terms with it's inevitability.
I always knew that I would die eventually and haven't been suffering from illusions of grandeur that I might live forever, but I had never actually considered the significance of my future death.
After giving it much thought, accepting my death has released me from many of my past preoccupations with material wealth. I will go about my day-to-day activities, day by day, until my body can no longer function well enough to support my consciousness, and I will cease to exist.
I can truly say, I am now ready to die. And, now, I feel more than ever, that I can truly say, I am ready to live.

Does anyone else here share my thoughts and does anyone here have any philosophical analysis of this story?
I would greatly appreciate a plurality of viewpoints on this topic, as I am still currently fascinated by the notion of my own death.

P.S.
I've also tried LSD multiple times over the course of the last 8 months and I can honestly say that my experience with the universe during those times has changed me from an atheist into a person who believes there is something more than the physical realm. I would not call what I believe in "god" because of the connotations that come along with that term, but I would call it a unity of existence, perhaps, or a shared universal energy that permeates everything.

I've heard a lot about LSD recently and admit I am curious; as I am with marijuana. But it seems to me that these drugs are used in order to intensify a talent (such as writing or making music), or to, as the OP said make them see things differently; or open one's mind. I'm quite unconmfortable with this. Though I see the benefits that such drugs have created (such as the music of Jimi Hendrix and similar artists), I have to question whether it is the person making the music, or the drugs that creates this phenomina.

Or, am I missing something? Does LSD and pot just bring out what is already there?

Off topic thought -- Jimi Hendrix had his talent prior to his addiction to heroin. Let's never allow the idea that that which destroyed him had anything whatsoever to do with this musical abilities. In other words drugs took him from us and gave him nothing.

Lost1

Fear manifests itself from uncertainty. Death is certain. Therefore, what is there to fear? I endeavor to accept rather than evade inevibility. As for now, this is how i concern death, agnostically. I indulge in speculation, but no more. Can you blame a teenager? No, you cannot. So don't even try, because i'm INVINCIBLE.(At least for a few more years)

It's well known that Jimi took drugs throughout his recording career. I'm an avid fan, but to to deny that the drugs impacted on his recordings is, in my view, foolish.

Not as foolish as someone thinking taking drugs will bring out some hidden talent which no one, including the drug taker, has yet to be aware of --


Lost1

What about suicide. I think it's the existentialists that came up with the idea that suicide is the only way to go. Some say life is like a tavern. One comes and takes some drinks and then decides he has enough and goes home. Then there's those that will come and stay there until they get thrown out at closing time. Since we didn't decide to come into life, it is only fair that we decide when we get out. I am pretty sure I will chose suicide when the time comes (I'm in no hurry), just to avoid myself the humilation of being disposed of as it currently happens today due to the medicalisation of death. What do you think?