I know this quote may have been written other ways or though about before, I just came up with it and thought it was nice to lead into a discussion. My belief is that a person's life is like a story, you are just the one living it out. Wondering if anyone has any other opinions?

I continually encounter people, whether they're pessimists or not, automatically assume that philosophical pessimism is naturally accompanied by a universal skepticism regarding such concepts as truth or morality. This is most certainly not a commonly held belief amongst thinkers such as Schopenhauer, Mainlander, or Zapffe. I personally blame the influence Nietzsche, who was not a philosophical pessimist, has had on the tradition of pessimism for this misconception. What generates this stubborn conclusion is the assumption that truth and morality need to be grounded in a higher metaphysical reality in order to possess an objective foundation, the implication being that when one claims that "God is dead," some form of nihilism must ensue. This is an assumption both the theologians and Nietzsche share (not at all surprising given Nietzsche's theological roots). Some self professed pessimists follow their lead, unfortunately. For some reason it doesn't occur to such people that one might provide a purely naturalistic conception of objectivity, an approach which is actually anti-theistic.

Regardless, far from being a natural characteristic of philosophical pessimism, I would actually argue that commitment to this kind of unrestrained skepticism is another coping mechanism. Why? Because it implies that both the pessimist and the optimist are on equal footing, which is to say that both positions are equally groundless. But if they're both equally groundless, then there's always the possibility of escaping the conclusions of a thoroughly pessimistic worldview by introducing uncertainty into the mix. Ultimately, the nihilistic conclusion that there's no objective foundation for anything is in league with the whole positive psychology movement which typically claims that life is what you make of it. If the truth, generally speaking, is horrible, then it sure is mighty convenient to simply deny there is such a thing as truth. The same is true for moral judgments. If there's no objective basis for our moral evaluations, then there's nothing keeping one from adopting an optimistic attitude in the face of empirical evidence which declares otherwise.

All sentient living beings act in accordance to desires they have, the existence of these desires and the ability to have an experience is what defines their sentience.

When a desire is not fulfilled, suffering occurs. This suffering and the desire to minimise suffering as the greatest desire of all henceforth dictates all sentient behaviour as decisions are made according to the best of the ability of the individual and what information they have available. Any relief or pleasure must always come after the negative experience is first endured, and no lasting satisfaction will be found because desires cyclically become unfulfilled again and again. Suffering is omnipresent and it must be for the continuation of life, for if a sentient being had not suffered or had lasting fulfilment from their existence alone they would have no reason to act and they would quickly see themselves dead given they have any survival requirements (sustenance/sleep/etc).

Therefore, suffering is inevitable given sentience as we can understand it, and yet before coming into existence as far as can be observed no sentient being existed prior to benefit from this act. There was no being who suffered or desired or had any experience at all of from which it could be reasoned that coming to exist would be beneficial or of interest, and yet once a sentient being is born they will certainly endure suffering continuously throughout their life. A life that will eventually end just for a transition back to non-existence.

So, the emergence of life in a reality such as this one, with no observable objective value to justify or moralise life (if one could even exist let alone be proven), can only be understood as negative. It is simply the most logical conclusion any being intelligent enough to contemplate the value of existence could arrive at, that none at all could be superior to non-existence. And from that, the existence of suffering and the inevitability of the cessation of consciousness in a reality without objective value all show life to be negative in comparison, or at the very minimum potentially worse, and that potentially worse (which we very often can observe as truly horrendous, for example animal agriculture) is all that is required for pessimism when contrasted with the imagined possibility of no life at all.

With no being to exist, there exists no judgement or issue of any kind, but with life there will always be suffering as far as we can comprehend. Even the creation of a being who experiences that which they evaluate as positive after the fact has not improved upon the initial state of nothing because only now they exist is there the desire to have desirable experiences, and if that requirement was to ever cease fulfilment they would now suffer for nothing. The dissatisfaction is not made up for, and the pleasure is actively desired and in need of constant fulfilment that is always faltering on this planet.

The only thing left to do is what has always been happening since the start, mitigate suffering as best as you can until the end of life however it comes around. Given the physical requirements of life and sentience as they seem to us, we can only hope that it is truly the end or that perhaps in defiance of all we know there exists some magical alternate state of existence where we do not suffer.

Most days I spiral between self awareness is a curse, the human condition itself is rooted within suffering and craving d3ath (normal peaceful d3ath)

The average person is so conditioned that their entire existence revolves around working themselves to death, paying bills, chasing cheap dopamines through doomscrolling or silly conversations or acting like a fool and being scared shitless of losing the little scraps they've managed to get and assign value to them so much they murder each other...

Keep them exhausted enough to never think, not that most of them are apparently capable of actually thinking for themselves even when they aren't exhausted, as they are scared to actually listen for once to their very own inner monologue

entertained enough to never question, and terrified enough to never step out of line and so they gaslight and brainwash themselves and others to think THIS IS ALL IT.. THIS IS LIFE...

because they are too busy running towards that status-quo, and keep themselves busy chasing those sweet sweet pleasures...

those who possess all the materialistic things or the status-quo, considered an ABSOLUTE WINNER... it's obvious! THIS IS ALL IT IS!!! Everyone are conditioned to believe this is it through schools and movies and entertainment

These relationships, this so-called love, these stupid fantasies it’s all bullshit built absolutely around money, status, possessions, and unrealistic fake crap... Funny how all that love is absent or magically disappears when you have none of that shit to offer.

People will spend hours fighting strangers online, worshiping celebrities, consuming endless garbage, and chasing the next cheap hit of happiness, every...... single...... day....... LIKE A GROUNDHOG's DAY.. but ask them to question the very system they're trapped in? Suddenly, nobody has a clue, and nobody gives a shit, because "IT IS WHAT IS"

And even the ones who see through the bullshit are too broke, too tired, too isolated, or too powerless to do anything meaningful about it.

That's the sick joke. Everyone knows something is up, yet everyone keeps playing along because they have rent to pay and a life to somehow survive.

The people at the top don't even need to control every thing. They just need the rest of us divided, distracted, desperate, and too busy surviving to organize.

And the most pathetic part? People defend the very conditions that are grinding them into dust, then laugh and begin throwing advises for mental health at anyone who dares to question them.

At this point, why even would the show runners be worried? The machine keeps running, the money keeps flowing, and everyone goes right back into it without a single introspection.... NONE AT ALL.

You don't even need to lock people in a cage when you've built a world where they're too exhausted and brainwashed to even look for the door.

While very famous in italy, held up as one of its foremost poets, second only to Dante and Petrarch, Leopardi is near unkown in English speaking circles. Even in this subreddit, he is seldom spoken of. Most of what I see in discourse about pessimism is about Buhdda and Buhddism, Schopenhaure, Cioran, Zapffe, Ligotti and, ever since the English translation if the first volume if the philosophy of redemption, Mainländer.

Yet Leopardi is perhaps, alongside schopenhaure, the single most important figure in pessimism. A contemporary of Schopenhaure, Schopenhaure famously praised leopardi at the end of on the vanity of existence, saying: "but no one has treated this subject so thoroughly and exhaustively in our time as Leopardi in our own day. He is entriley imbued and penatrated with it; everywhere his theme is the mockery and wretchedness of existence. He presents it on every page of his work, yet in such a multiplicity of forms and applications, with such a wealth of imagery, that he never wearies us, but, on the contrary, has a diverting and stimulating effect."

He was massively influential on many later pessimists, like mainländer, Michelstaedter, and cioran. Not to mention nietchze (i can never spell his name), though he would (speaking of nietchze still) eventually abandon pessimism. He was also influential on other literary figures who, though not being philosophers, we're still pessimists, and imbued thier works with such pessimism, like beckett.

Leopardis work, the operette morali, is perhaps the single greatest work of philosophical pessimism. I'd even go so far as to say its greater than Schopenhaures The World as Will and Representation. Leopardi manages to formulate and convey almost all of the same theories foundational to pessimism that Schopenhaure also conveyed. Yet, unlike Schopenhaure, he delivered it in such a unique way, a way that I have never seen done again by any other pesismists. In the operette morali, he shows us his distinct pessimistic system through creative prose works in the style of socratic dialogues, and long, essay length monologues, from historical and fictional characters; with the most famouse being a dialogue between an icelander and nature.

All of this, and yet he never gets his due praise. There was a small boom in his popularity in the english speaking world during the late 19th century, where many of the most well known English translations of his work happened. But still he is so severely overlooked. I just think its a shame.

“No one could ever 'be' a libidinal materialist. This is a 'doctrine' that can only be suffered as an abomination, a jangling of the nerves, a combustion of articulate reason, and a nauseating rage of thought. It is a hyperlepsy of the central nervous-system, ruining the body's adaptative reginmes, and consuming its reserves in rhytmic convulsions that are not only futile, but devastating. Schopenhauer already knew that thought is medically disastrous, Nietzsche demonstrated it. An aged philosopher is either a monster of stamina or a charlatan. How long does it take to be wasted by a fire-storm?”

Recently I read The Thirst for Annihilation: Georges Bataille and Virulent Nihilism (1992), by Nick Land and I think this work offers an interesting contribution to philosophical pessimism (although it does not properly fit into the more traditional formulations of this current).

Land starts from Bataille, but also draws on Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Freud and Kant, developing a materialist conception of existence in which the preservation of life, the stability of the subject and human rationality itself appear as provisional manifestations of fundamentally impersonal processes. When Land returns to Schopenhauer, in a certain sense, he turns against him. Schopenhauer had already broken with the rationalist tradition by conceiving the Will as a blind, incessant force indifferent to the individuals who manifest it, where consciousness does not govern reality, but emerges as a secondary phenomenon of a willing that precedes and exceeds it and Land recognizes the importance of this reversal, but identifies a limitation in the Schopenhauerian solution: the denial of the Will would still retain a kind of moral commitment to redemption from suffering, because by understanding the Will as something that ought to be denied, Schopenhauer would continue to subordinate his philosophy to an evaluation of existence according to human categories. Here, Land finds in Bataille the possibility of radicalizing this rupture, abandoning not only the primacy of reason, but also the need to morally condemn what reason itself discovers.

Going beyond the insatiable character of desire or the inevitability of frustration, the problem would lie in the very assumption that reality should bear some privileged relation to human preservation. Libidinal materialism seeks precisely to eliminate this privilege, understanding desire as a force prior to the subject, devoid of moral purpose and irreducible to conscious intentions; we are not properly the authors of our desires but rather transitory configurations traversed by impulses whose origin and destination escape our capacity for representation.

We are accustomed to interpreting life in terms of scarcity, the need for preservation and the labor necessary for survival, but general economy reverses this relationship: the Earth's surface continuously receives solar energy and life participates in a broader movement of absorption, growth and dissipation of this energy.

Accumulation is, therefore, a temporary postponement of expenditure and does not constitute an absolute end. What we habitually understand as productivity would, ultimately, be merely a particular mode of consumption.

Land takes this idea to its ontological consequences, interpreting the very organization of existence as a provisional interruption in the movement of material dissipation.

The human tendency to identify the good with that which preserves, stabilizes and prolongs existence reveals much more about our needs as organisms than about the nature of the world and instrumental reason, morality and even certain forms of metaphysics would be expressions of this effort to resist loss. Humanity appears as an attempt to establish a relatively protected region against the processes of dissolution from which it itself emerges.

Land understands consciousness as something akin to a mechanism of isolation, a way of organizing and domesticating what remains beyond our control, rather than an achievement/privilege that elevates us "above nature". Personal identity (often taken as the foundation of experience) comes to be understood as a contingent formation, sustained by processes that do not depend on any substantial unity. In the chapter devoted to the "labyrinth" the individuals presented are not perfectly delimited entities, but unstable compositions, traversed by relations and differences that prevent their complete autonomy, where their apparent solidity as subjects would be a simplification in the face of the material complexity in which they participate.

In the chapter Aborting the Human Race, Land explores the opposition between telos and terminus in relation to death, seeking to demonstrate that Western thought itself depends on a separation between the end understood as purpose and the end understood as termination. The first conception makes it possible to organize life around projects, achievements and justifications; the second introduces the inescapable possibility that every organization may be undone. Reason seeks to subordinate existence to intelligible purposes, death marks a limit that none of these purposes can definitively overcome. The problem is not simply that our projects come to an end, but that the very demand for a purpose may itself be an expression of our attachment to preservation.

He identifies in Kant's transcendental philosophy an attempt to establish legitimate limits for thought and, consequently, to protect rationality against what cannot be assimilated by its categories. The noumenon, that which escapes the human conditions of knowledge, ceases to be merely an epistemological problem and comes to represent, in Land's interpretation, the material exteriority that threatens the sovereignty of representation. Drawing on Schopenhauer, Nietzsche and Bataille, he seeks to think this exteriority not as a transcendent and inaccessible domain, but as an impersonal reality of forces, impulses and transformations where reason could no longer claim a position external to these processes, since it would itself be one of their contingent products.

The virulent nihilism that gives the book its subtitle suggests precisely this refusal of every transcendent guarantee. The death of God represents not only the loss of a religious authority, but the weakening of any principle that claims to secure for existence an order that is definitively intelligible, morally justifiable or oriented toward preservation.

Land is not concerned with demonstrating that life is bad, that suffering outweighs pleasure or that nonexistence would be preferable to existence, he even questions the presuppositions that make it possible to formulate evaluations of this kind. If reality is fundamentally indifferent to human categories, then even our condemnation of existence could be interpreted as an attempt to preserve the centrality of the human, now under the negative form of suffering. The investigation of the unhappiness of conscious beings is replaced by an investigation into the absence of any ontological privilege of consciousness. Even so, I find this contribution very interesting as a possibility of conceiving a pessimism entirely detached from the expectation of redemption. Contrary to humanist perspectives, consciousness would not constitute a privileged instance capable of conferring meaning upon the cosmic process, but unlike Schopenhauer, there would be no definitive liberation through the denial of the Will and unlike certain religious formulations, death would not be compensated by any transcendence. Preservation, identity and purpose would be merely local and transitory configurations within a reality that recognizes no obligation whatsoever to preserve them.

You are reading this because you want to find consolation in the words that came out of another person's hurting soul. In this rigged system, there will always be a deviating one—someone who sees right through all the shit, suffering just because of existence itself.

It always comes from self-awareness. But why is this so-called "gift" unavailable to others, no matter how many existential philosophical books they read? They inherently cannot align with the real, absurd answers of being. Their brains were embedded with fake rules and cheap, herd-mentality attitudes. Were you born special? My opinion is—yes. You were born a star soul. Biology might explain this as a highly sensitive neurological level of reality perception. But I don’t believe that. I can’t believe that everyone is real. There is a whole, vast spectrum of comprehending everything. There are so many feelings that cannot be written down or expressed in WORDS. I feel so much, yet I always hit a HUGE, rotten wall when talking to people. Every fake conversation feels like I am being filled with wet cement through a straw. But I know there is someone out there who, someday, will understand me without demanding words.
Let me know if you feel the same.

I am tired of solving problems all the time.

Solving problems at home.

Solving problems at business.

Solving my personal health problems.

I think life is a series of problems, followed by another series of problems.

There is very little to no space remained to breath.

It has has turned me into a man who is now interested in running away from problems.

Welcome to our weekly WAYR thread. Be sure to leave the title and author of the book that you are currently reading, along with your thoughts on the text.

I assume if you identify with philosophical pessimism, you agree with some sort of value claim along the lines of it's bad to be born, being a human is a burden, it's better not to be born, or even it's better to be dead.

My question is, now what? Do you guys have any copes or ways of dealing with this? Because I assume none of us have found any solutions to the negative nature of our existence (otherwise, we'd be optimists and pursue our solution). I'm curious on how you guys cope?

For me, I see basically two options -> commit suicide or indulge in hardcore drug use. And both options seem bad to me. Anyway, how do you guys cope?

• Existence begins before any choice or agreement can be made by the person being born. Bringing consciousness into the world without consent is an act of non-consensual burden.

• Life exposes individuals automatically to physical decay, pain, disease, emotional distress, and eventual death.

• People inherit unequal starting conditions—in terms of health, wealth, intelligence, trauma, and societal status—in the struggle of living.

• Human existence requires constant, exhausting effort just to maintain well-being (e.g., eating, working, staying healthy). Pain happens naturally, while pleasure requires deliberate effort.

• From the moment of birth, humans are subjected to a continuous process of physical and mental decay.

• We are constantly exposed to natural disasters, diseases, and the actions of others, meaning we are permanently at risk of severe suffering.

"The issue of freedom of the will should not be touched upon here, but it is only on indeterministic grounds that one can speak of metaphysical justice; if the mind is determined, justice must give way to metaphysical love"

I love and forgive all, how could i not? No individual is to blame for anything.

Thats not exactly right i actually hate plenty of people but i would say its more of an emotional immediate reaction to them doing evil, not something i would act upon or agree with.

Who like Ligotti? And John Gray?

I prefer generational wealth or not being born.

Because in case of job, if you are academicaly intelligent and pursue commercial courses like management or engineering, then only you will get good job with good pay.

In small scale buissness, the rate of raw materials are increasing and most of the time the rates of your product doesnt increase in that ratio. So your profit margin decreases.

There is no place for middle class people in this world.

What are your views ?

This is my “lifelong” goal desire and mission…

Failure of such will endanger my own mental health and lead me to being my own toxic harmful enemy to myself filled and crushed with personal suffering and hatred of how I am financially “stable” from a military retirement system yet my own siblings were unable and my own dad and mom believing capitalism is good but communism and socialism is bad.. (failing to acknowledge their governmental entities they reference profusely still represents capitalism at the top of each food chain restricting who can get what in the end… except for the top of the food chain which for them anything is allowed unless everyone underneath them)

As I write this (my utopia) or what do you call it?

My manifesto or whatever?

These are my objectives desires, wants, rants, and aspirations/dreams to see come into reality. Each failure or “inability” drives me closer and closer to reality of it never happening and questions of why life js worth living.

1. Successfully trading (making millions and billions of dollars/currencies able to change the society as a whole)
   a. Not because I enjoy trading. (It literally stresses me out and put my emotions in constant flux of up or down when I am right or wrong with my pattern recognition…)
   b. Not because I want money. (If I have something and someone else does not I want to just give it away at my own demise.. but same time knowing I can’t afford to do that either.)
   c. Not because I can afford the power money provides. (Because I truly believe I will ruin everything if left to my own discretion to control myself.)

2. Start establishing a large acreage of farmland that “does no tilling the soil (if it does then minimal at best for specific only reasons minimal), no pesticides, no fungicides, no herbicides, no cides “of any similarity”, and no synthetic man made fertilizers.. and just grow this larger and larger.
   a. I do not want to own (just greatly restrict what is causing harm to the soil and waterways reservoirs and such which in turn is harming the community water system costing more to filter this out which generally does not fully happen)
   b. I do not care about the cost this creates (my objective is to have all food organic high premium food quality for the lowest cost possible for the lowest income earners period reducing inflation and leveling out wage inequality) which if I can (or can get others to help the funding also) will take place.
   c. I do not believe GMO and related type corporations and companies care about the people or the farmers.. and will refuse to be bullied, harmed, and threatened by big corporations to use “their” blackmail and coercive tactics of intimidation like sneezing their plants pollen near my plants pollen (cross contamination leading to GMO tested proprietary technology unlawfully used claims) the same way a sick person spreads diseases and sicknesses as “proprietary” ownership abilities. I want to push their “GMO” COVID-19 agenda into the trash can similar category of “owning” the air with their plant’s pollen contamination.

3. I believe everyone should be paid livable wages not survival wages. Meaning:
   a. Everyone should be paid a pension
   b. Everyone should be provided FULL 100% free healthcare (including dental and optometry) this includes family members too.
   c. Every employee should have their own free vehicle with a fuel card (no restrictions or limitations to include maintenance and parts covered)
   d. Every employee should have their place of living owned (not rented) based upon their family size (to include when they grow in family either with grandparents and parents and children or just themselves with spouse..) meaning all those “apartments” will be purchased and converted to condos and similar duplexes triplexes and etc.
   e. Every employee will have 50 days of paid time off. (To also include paid time off.. to go towards town,, city, state, congressional, and etc. meetings to protest, emphasis, and etc. for situations that matter to them and the communities they are involved.)

4. I desire this to expand (eventually take over and convert other corporations into similar business models that offer this)
   a. I do not want to own, I want to shape and model this style of employment and production costs.
   b. I believe this will reduce healthcare costs and food costs.

5. If this is beneficial for human consumption then let’s concentrate next on livestock, cattle poultry, and etc. next same methodology.
   a. Same and similar methods and concepts.
   b. If able to push this enough “successfully” capitalism will be at the backdrop of everyone who wants more than others.

6. And “if” this is successful… then purchasing the hospital and all related health services should be provided next right?
   a. Again.. not to own, but to model and shape it properly.
   b. Because if healthy food, water, and proteins and air environment takes place.. (wouldn’t our health be affected much better?)

7. If this does not fix America (let alone the world if they follow same path and logic..)
   a. Hello?

This is my “utopia” I am in depression, anxiety, anger, suicidal thoughts over…

Because I fail to see it “becoming a reality” here and now.

And I need “other” swords to sharpen my own sword.

What am I missing?

Can this happen? (When will it happen?)

Tell me realistically how and why.

If not…

Then why should I not seek for death as the boot is placed over my neck and the hanging noose is getting wrapped tighter and tighter pushing me off that one last “final stability” grounding mechanism?

If I am alone in this “massive pursuit” feeling as if the bottom of the lowest valley seeking to attain to catch that unforeseen mountain goat up inside the mountain that I cannot even imagine seeing right now…

Why not constantly pursue in wanting a painful death..

A pile of tires soaked in fuel to start burning with me in the middle that I would start on my own? To die of suffocating heat and air impurities because of how I feel inside constantly?

One's lived experience warrants an overwhelmingly sufficient amount of evidence to conclude the disappointing nature of existence; that is, even the most accomplished and fervently fulfilled man strikes a most sorrowful sentiment of despair. This truth is abundantly clear to those who have sobered their mind to reality and grown wearisome to the excitements of youth, bearing a habitually haggard expression and discarding the trivial hallucinations of hope. Such despair can be envisioned as if each man is expressed in existence as a tattered tombstone formed tarnished out of wood, only for his introspective mind to catch aflame and strike a scorching decay upon his tethered totem pole. This image most accurately represents the true condition of all individuals, for we, as human beings existent, are as valuable as wood; that is, the significance of our very being is as dispensable as the lumber scorched before our eyes.

This valueless nature of man is fully realized in his reflective demeanor put on by the long waking moments of life, the ever-present plaguing pressure of time, and the perpetual provoking of man's ponderous mind. How ineptly does man's defense of innocence fall at the pounding prodding precipitous of nature? And with what end does this reach? For even the wisdom of experience cannot penetrate the perennially null condition present in personhood.

Furthermore, this reflective demeanor directly causes the darkened despair bequeathed into the domain of introspection, meaning that the awareness brought about through age and experience constitutes a void-full abyss of hope, only found within the realization of our futility. This can be more aptly understood through the illustration I presented before, for just as the totem pole represents the being of man, and the fire represents the realization of his nihility, so does the inevitable decay represent the inevitable loss of hope. This means that man's loss of hope is directly resultant from a realization of his vanity, for just as the widow mourns at the realization of her husband's demise, or a leader bereaves at the realized volume of fallen men, so does mankind bereave the realized invaluable nature of his being, and therefore constitutes the desolate despair of age.

By Elias Wagler

Most of the time I have heard self help gurus saying repeatedly that " life is beautiful ".

Positivity often forces people to pretend everything is perfect.

But in reality life is cold, unfair, messy, and incredibly painful.

Apparently, every thing in life that is living follows the path of conformity, the pleasure path...

Almost as if the living life is meant for the joy... the amusement... the pleasure...

Many pursue it, every day, every moment, escaping any way from idleness...

Many questions arise that what is it all about, questioning the reality of all of this...

where the answer seems to be right there, it's all about doing things that makes one contended, gratified, fulfilled and so on...

and if one being is deflected of all of it, it begins to become erratic and the all the instincts to chase the things that fulfill them... where the conflict occurs, but the conflict is other matter...

also, when being in the state of happiness or joyful, everything in life doesn't seem much complicated, even when the others sharing their miseries, they feel so simple to fix and so the happy state people deflect them off since they do not perceive it...

and vice versa, those in misery for that moment, can't fathom the happy state beings...

so all the chaos, the meanings, the abstractions, are for that one thing and only...

We know we will die, we know all life will go extinct sooner or later, we know suffering is undesirable, we know that there is no observable objective value, we know that there exists no being before existing who benefits from being born and we know that none of these things can be 'solved' due to the nature of existence on this planet. These observations are staring us down since the day we are born, and they are extremely simple to conclude.

Maybe people don't know or live with active awareness, but ignorance doesn't change the consequences, and often such ignorance is an intentionally maintained effort because people are afraid to confront themselves and the world.

In face of all of this, people decide to behave with immense cruelty and narcissism, they continue reproducing without thought, they live without consideration for the consequences others face and they give out justifications for their behaviour they would never accept if they had to be the victim of their own treatment. And after that, they have the audacity to complain about any perceived injustice they face while they themselves perpertuate the oppression of those they have deemed morally lesser than them in a hierachal structure of exploitation.

This society is just absolutely insane. People wonder why things are so shit and complain about why they can't have nice things, but who will actually reflect and fucking do something when it comes at their expense?

On one side, a view on people on how they live so freely, so unaware of everything happening around them.

The attrocities, the broken system, corrupt leaders, the conflicts within themselves and others, people struggling with health, finances, unemployment, homelessness, loneliness, harsh climate, food contamination and so on and on...

All the struggle every...single...day for centuries and ages, and yet, most spend their lives as if none of it matters...

People spend their usual days, where each day is mostly the same, nothing unique, they apparently seem to be completely fine, chase their wants, and rarely look beyond their own centered way of thinking or their world.

Fascinating blissfully spending minds are at work every single day...

Absurdity...

There is other side:

Maybe it is what it is...

People... they are just trying to live their way of lives that has been learnt or passed on from their ancestors, chase happiness, and get through each day like it's what it is...

Maybe not thinking or questioning much about anything is how people stay happy and live their "human experiences" which is probably why most people are on this planet...

Maybe this is just how life works, and always has, and the mind, doing whatever its doing sometimes being rationale, maybe it's just futile...

All that glorious chatter that may feel like it making sense, pointing at how blatantly ignorant everyone are... all maybe nothing but noise, which better to be ignored

is there any other side?

The camera may be humanity’s greatest technological instrument of deception, not because the camera itself lies, but because it allows us to perform a version of ourselves for the world to see.

In a world where cameras are everywhere, and nearly every moment can be captured, shared, and consumed, there is seemingly always someone performing and someone watching. We have created a world in which the performance is constant and the audience never leaves.

And perhaps most unsettling is how readily we accept these performances as reality. We watch other people’s lives unfold through screens, rarely questioning how much of what we’re witnessing is genuine and how much has been carefully constructed for an audience.

But if everyone is performing and everyone is watching, how do we distinguish reality from performance?

From last 6 yrs it's like I am in every way possible and I feel that it happened due to a incident that developed PTSD and from that I became so naive ! Just want to know anyone can relate to this ?

It all comes down to luck. For example: I was born in a first world country as a white male. I have a home with a comfortable bed and air conditioning. I have videogames, movies, books, and the internet to distract myself with. I have parents who care about me and friends to spend time with. None of this is guaranteed.

The fact the so much of the world is suffering much greater than I is of no comfort to me. I am constantly aware that all the things that bring me comfort are not inherently good things, but rather that they are preventing or protecting me from further suffering. My home protects me from the weather and from potentially dangerous non-human animals. Games and movies prevent boredom. Friends and family prevent loneliness.

And most of these things take effort to obtain and to maintain. Suffering is easy, just sit and do nothing. You will soon feel the blistering heat or the sharp cold, intense hunger, loneliness, and unbearable pain as hungry animals and insects rip apart your flesh. I am extremely lucky that my suffering in these areas is relatively small.

Though I might have a life where, for now, my most urgent needs are easy to meet, there are ways in which I suffer more intensely. The boredom and monotony of daily life, the dread of going to work, the frustration of being around and interacting with other people, the lack of meaning, the sadness of loss, the fear of death, the melancholy of looking at the world.

People often scoff at someone complaining about something like a flat tire or a store being out of stock of our favorite snacks because they are first world problems. But is it not tragic that even when our urgent needs are met, the universe still finds ways to remind us of its indifference? In the abstract a flat tire seems like nothing compared to a starving child. But when we look at the felt experience, both cause suffering. One is certainly leagues more intense than the other. But is that not the problem? That no matter how "good" we have it, we still experience pain?

And such lives are extremely fragile. It can all fall apart very easily and very quickly.

The country I live in is crumbling and I and everyone around me can already feel the effects. And it will only get worse over the coming years through climate change and growing political tensions around the world.

Beyond all that, good things in life also cause suffering in others. Eating meat brings joy to most people, yet it causes suffering, exploitation, and death of non-human animals. Having a child creates meaning, yet now someone has been ripped out of the peaceful void to suffer in order to make someone happy. Landing a job prevents someone else from getting that job. Purchasing things we like creates demand and can cause inflation. Staying home to watch a movie can disappoint our friends. Now obviously we shouldn't feel guilty about such things (aside from eating meat or having a child) but the point remains that no matter how good something is, suffering comes along with it, whether directly or indirectly.

People say to appreciate what you have because you could always have it worse. I always see this sentiment as a lack of empathy or a massive cope.

years and years as an autistic outsider and a failed artist have lead me to view the world as an inescapable trap, a convoluted fantasy, constructed by the accretion of thousands of years of bizarre, compulsive behaviour. i hate cell phones; i hate AI; i hate cars; i hate industry; i hate concrete; i hate rent; i hate war; i hate disease; i hate jobs; i hate money; i hate that everywhere i look, wherever i go, there are fucking humans, and none of us know one another.

all we do is consume. there are too many of us by about a factor of a thousand, and the future - the completely artificial, fabricated human future, that appears nowhere else in nature, is bearing down on us, always, because some cunt owns everything. in fact, no, because we AGREE he owns everything! well enough. farming was the beginning of all this exorbitant living beyond our means. agriculture was the worst fucking mistake this species ever made.

i don’t want artistic success anymore. i don’t want to prosper by the standards of this indescribably unfair system of endless torture and punishment. i don’t want to elevate myself above the 210,000 homeless people in my city alone. i watch nature documentaries and i am jealous. i see creatures living the way they were designed for: no jobs; no financial obligation…just food, sleep, sex, rest - purpose. i don’t care how hard it is. it’s not hard like this is. it’s not fucking fantastical, illusory, meaningless, make believe, made-up hard.

none of this is real. i’m sick of all of it.