On Love

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Love is just an illusion that resulted from an advanced and fragile ego that was unable to accept the inevitability of loneliness. Love is just another form of attachment; another burden, another anchor, another chain on the individual. But it is a comforting attachment; a worthwhile burden, a beautiful anchor, a chain that keeps us from falling endlessly. As William S. Burroughs wrote, love is the most natural painkiller.

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‘Those Who Think For Themselves’

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I mentioned this briefly in the last post, and decided that the subject deserved a separate post of its own. The term ‘Those Who Think For Themselves’ is, in my opinion, a term that refers to those few individuals who do not care for conformity, socially-acceptable social norms, or the general herd-mentality. These rare individuals are people who truly ‘Think For Themselves’ – they think about themselves, they know what they want, and they are not afraid of expressing what they want or doing whatever seems necessarily in order to obtain what they want. This last part is crucial to the the idea of people who ‘Think For Themselves’ – because there are many of us who may know what we want, but we are afraid to chase after it – either because we are afraid of the consequences or because we lack the will power to see it through.

Just off of the top of my head, I would say individuals who represent the ‘Think For Themselves” category include Friedrich Nietzsche, Varg Vikernes, Aliester Crowley, Charles Manson, Julius Evola, the Unabomber, and Yang Zhu. Now, I do not agree or support all of these people (Varg is a racist and convicted murderer, Manson is an insane psychopath), but the point is not that I agree with these individuals, the point is that I believe these to be individuals who truly ‘Think For Themselves’. These individuals had no concern regarding the norms or restrictions imposed on them by both laws and society in general. These individuals were willingly to go to extreme lengths to explain, showcase, spread and express their unconventional, unique views – and it is because of this that I classify them as ‘Those Who Think for Themselves’. All you have to do is look up each one of these individuals, read their viewpoints and beliefs and you will surely see what I mean.

Thinking for yourself is a hard task, but in the end you do become a unique individual, and not some commonplace sheep. Be radical. Be different. Do not be afraid of expressing your views or being a person who against the conventional modern world.

Better Off Without Consciousness?

Sometimes I think that we would be better off if we were just as stupid and as instinctual as other animals. If we lived like birds or fish -with no cares in the world except our desire to survive and reproduce.

The lack of consciousness that other animals have – the inability to overthink, to analyze, to reason, to question, to have imagination, to create complex problems and solutions – sometimes I think we’d be better off without these things. How much simpler our lives would be if we just lived and never contemplated on our existence – if we simply acted with no feelings – our only motivation being an inherent instinct that is unnoticeable to us. How easy life would be. Sure, life would still be hard, in that we would live in the dangerous and seemingly chaotic world of nature – but we wouldn’t be conscious enough to worry or suffer about it. At least, we wouldn’t worry and suffer on the same level we do now – in our industrialized, technological world.

What If ‘Deeper Meanings’ Merely Are Illusions?

Perhaps everything is superficial. Many times I’ve been praised for my ‘depth’ in regards to philosophy – how I go deep into the underlying concepts of things and penetrate beyond the surface – bringing a person into an area of thought that is deeper than than usual limit. But perhaps all my ‘depth’ is for nothing. Perhaps everything is superficial – and these ‘depths’ of mine are nothing more than an illusion created by my consciousness. Of all the ideas that bother me – this one bothers me the most. Perhaps our entire existence is simple – we live and die and there is no reason, no meaning, and no structure behind any of this. All this philosophy and psychology and aesthetics – perhaps they’re all just illusions that ones consciousness creates. Perhaps everything is superficial. Perhaps the ignorant and blissfully stupid people have lived life as it should be lived.

Consciousness Causes Us to Think We Have a Purpose

Consciousness makes us think that we have a purpose – that we’re important. That, because we are self-aware, this somehow must mean that this ‘self-awareness’ must serve some purpose. After all, if we are self-aware surely this must be because there is some high meaning or purpose that we can discover – right? But ask yourself this question – what if the universe is indifferent to your self-awareness? We ponder, and contemplate, and think about what our meaning in life is – and we do this because we have consciousness, because we are self-aware. We can’t help it – it’s just the way our brains work. We think and question the world around us – but that doesn’t mean the questions will have ‘answers’. It would appear that all meaning is itself subjective, or at least largely given value by a conscious human.

Thus, perhaps all our ‘deep’ and ‘philosophical’ questions are nothing more than a diversion to distract us from the inherently meaninglessness and indifferent universe we inhabit. We are conscious, and we realize how cruel and unfair the world is, and we are aware of our suffering, and we aware of our creativity – thus we formulate these questions, these religions, these so-called ‘answers’ and ‘hopes’ to try and tell ourselves that we have a purpose, that we have a meaning, that in the end everything will be worth it! But perhaps it wont – more than likely it wont. We exist and then we fade into non-existence. We are conscious, and we therefore are aware our position in a harsh universe. So we try to formulate ideas, concepts, and so on – we try to create ‘meaning’ and such. But these ‘deeper meanings’, these ‘inherent purposes’, these ‘important questions’ might be nothing more than figments of our imagination.

Every now and then – I find it somewhat cathartic to just say to myself ‘everything is meaningless, none of my ideas are valuable, everything I believe is a lie, and I have no purpose in this world’. Try it sometime – after a while it becomes liberating.

Do We Actually Exist?

I exist – I am sure of that. After all, some say that ones existence may only be an illusion – but how can something nonexistent experience an illusion?

For example, an illusion is defined as ‘a thing that is or is likely to be wrongly perceived or interpreted by the senses’. If I don’t exist – how could I possibly experience an ‘illusion’? Some part of me must ‘exist’ in order to perceive an illusion.
A second definition of an illusion is ‘a false idea or belief’. Similar to the first definition, in order to have or hold some belief (whether true or false) one must exist to hold that belief. I must exist to have a belief. If my existence is an illusion, that would mean that I am nonexistent – hence I wouldn’t be able to believe or perceive anything – indeed ‘I’ wouldn’t be anything – because I wouldn’t exist.
To say that my existence, my pure existence in the most bare sense of the word, is an illusion would be wrong. But there is the possibility that parts of my existence are an illusion. Not the whole of my existence itself – but parts of it.
I exist but I may perceive my existence in a different light than it truly is. For example, the Hindu teacher Shankara taught that everything is one, and that the ‘differences’ or ‘contradictions’ we see are merely illusions. In other words, this means that I exist, but that my own personal identity, my sense of being an individual, my unqiue psyche – all of this is an illusion. I and everyone else are all the same – we are all the same existence. Illusion is what causes us to see or perceive a ‘self’ that is separate from other ‘selves’.
So, technically my own view of my existence may be an illusion, but the actual existence itself is not an illusion. One must exist in order to question ones own existence. Something has to exist in order to experience an illusion. So, the act of wondering if you really exist or not is rather pointless. (Although, one could argue that there is no ‘you’ – that we’re all one and therefore an idea of ‘you’ is an illusion, but nonetheless even if everything is ‘one’ there is still some kind of existence in place)
┬áTl;dr there is some sort of existence that constitutes ‘you’, however the experience or feeling of an ‘individual you’, that is, a ‘you’ separate from others, may be an illusion.