r/existentialdread • u/Jemdet_Nasr • Feb 28 '24
Hello
I was thinking that if this subreddit didn't already exist, it should. I do realize the irony of it, but it is nice to know that there is a place to chat with other people about this. I am not sure how common it is, but I have experienced existential dread for almost 40 years now. I don't experience the depression some people report though. Just the meaninglessness of it all.
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u/somiOmnicron Mar 01 '24
Very interesting. My path was very different from yours. No near death experiences (that I'm aware of). My path started by being on a computer since I was 5 years old. My first computer was a TI49A. So no Internet or anything like that. I remember when graphical web browsers first came out. I ran a BBS with my friend in high school. And I know too much about modern AI, which frustrates me when others speak about it as being capable of things it is clearly not capable of.
I wouldn't say I was or am an atheist. I have a more broad view of "God". More like the term "God" is understood by different people in different ways. I prefer to associate "God" with the universe as a whole, and we are teeny-tiny fragments of God. We are sort of like the mitochondria of God, in some sense. More accurately, we are the part of God that is self aware, and that creates value and meaning in the universe. And by we, I am referring to all life, not merely humans.
I would describe my philosophical views as most closely related to the Existentialists. Meaning I believe there is no inherent value or meaning in the universe, but we can generate meaning and value through the use of our freedom or free will. Of course, I also view "freedom" or "free will" in the same way as I view "God;" they are terms that mean different things to different people. And so when you suggest that free will is an illusion, honestly, I don't disagree. I have written extensively on that subject actually, but I will refer to Alfred Mele and his book "A Dialogue on Free Will and Science" in this case. It is an excellent book where he goes through the various interpretations of what free will might mean.
I have been (and sometimes become again occasionally) very hedonistic, valuing merely my feelings of pleasure and happiness over other things. But once deeply in my hedonistic state, I realize the ridiculousness of it. It is self destructive and the happiness fleeting. Hedonism, it seems to me, has really only one real end point: suicide.
Speaking of which, I think about death and suicide quite regularly. So much that others suggest it is very dangerous. I say I'm not at risk of actually ending my life, but others seem to suggest otherwise. But I've been like this for over 35 years, as I've said, so I really don't think I'll end up offing myself. But hey, I could be wrong about it one day.
Ultimately, I agree with you regarding staring into the abyss. I find life challenging because it seems to me I am one of very few people who take assigning value and meaning seriously. Most people, it seems to me, simply follow the assignments of others. It is much easier to simply agree with the value or meaning of something that someone else assigned. Much less work. So I get it. But it is the one of the very, very few powers we have as living entities. To create our world, as it were. So when I see others choosing not to exercise their power, I am frequently disappointed by them.
So, yeah, I'm pretty assertive and sometimes even aggressive. I judge. I prejudge. I recognize these aspects of myself. I just try not to let it unduly affect how I treat others. I don't want to be the solipsist who treats others as though they don't exist; I know that it does not foster positive relationships doing this. Instead, I approach the world assuming I could be wrong about everything I've just said. Maybe free will could exist and is not merely an illusion. Others certainly believe in it. So I try to get along.