I mean, there is no meaning in nature, it was man who invented it, and often it appeared because of a scarcity, for example, the point is in a beautiful woman, because you are unlikely to find another one as beautiful, right?, or can you find a person who will support you and accept you as you are, like your loved ones? The examples are not the best, but I hope you get the idea.
In addition, I will say that about a year ago I watched the film "The Seventh Seal", and now sometimes I feel in the place of a character named Antonius Block. I dismissed the inevitable by refraining from suicide as a teenager, thinking I could find the meaning of life, but what was to be expected, nothing worked out. But especially now, how shall I put it... in the age of AI, it is impossible to escape the truth, self-deception no longer works, at least for me personally.
Chess Game with Death:
I don't, I'm just waiting my death. After you study the basics about how brain works, neurology and psychology, things will start getting worse and worse.
One question I've is how actual neurologists scientists can live knowing we're just biological machines reacting to the environment.
It's all particles interacting inside our brain in a given pattern that will end up making you feel happy or sad, which makes you think life is meaningless even if you feel happy about it.
I've, let's say "chronic recurring depression" which I don't like to say it's a disorder, it's just my identity, it's just who I am, maybe I can feel better sometimes but aware that everything is pointless.
Man, even free will probably don't exist, determinism is way stronger theory than any other pro free will theory.
I used to say depression is the only lucid moment in one's life, because you gotta be real crazy to think any of this has any sense, that requires some very good mental gymnastic or some very high ignorance.
I wish suicide wasn't such a taboo, I wish assisted suicide were legal independent of your health condition or age. I just want to leave but I don't have the balls to do it.
I lost my belief in free will around 7 years ago, and it's been an entirely positive experience for me. It has clarified so much about life and completely rid me of hate and anger.
I keep hearing about people having the opposite experience, and I have no theory of mind for that.
I also understand this very well, and, frankly, understanding this awakens despair.
Why is happiness diminished by knowing it’s a chemical reaction? Why doesn’t that apply to depression and sadness?
Because the truth is only one: life is meaningless.
And happiness will trick your brain to think there's a meaning in something.
Are you saying that depression feels more real than happiness, therefore the happiness must be a trick? What if it's actually the other way around?
Does something have to have meaning to create happiness? My dog farting himself awake has absolutely no meaning, but it would brighten my darkest day!
Good, I'm happy for you my friend.