Hello, I'd like to bring up existence and everything about it. These are my personal thoughts, I'm fascinated in yours. Anyways, I've been thinking for a while: "why is anything anything?" Why did however we get here happen, why did the human race get put here, and why do various things happen to us? What brought us here and who were the first humans? Personally, I'm not religious whatsoever and do not believe in the whole "Adam and Eve" thing (I find it to just be a cheap reason tbh). There has to be some reason the world is the way it is. We've evolved and evolved, but why? Why would we evolve? What purpose is there for us to even be on this world? Is there a greater reason than humans being on Earth that is unheard of? Basically, it's hard to put into words, but I'm trying my best. To sum it up: why are we even here? That brings me to my next point, pain. What causes pain and why do we even feel it? Why do we have to suffer while others live in happiness? Why did the first person decide to influence summon to commit suicide? Why are we even wired in with pain and feelings? The whole concept is just really meh imo and I'm not quite acceptant with the religion excuse for this. Also, I'd like to talk about death and how people perceive it.
Death is a terrifying subject, the existence of one person coming to an end is a horrible thought to think about. But some perceive it differently than others, some find it quite interesting. I'd like to share my personal stories and thoughts on death. Death has always scared me, I'm a very closed person irl and prefer to not do anything dangerous. Anyways, I began questioning death at some point. I asked the obvious questions, "where do we go?", "what happens to us?", etc. But, I got to thinking the big picture "why?" Why do bad things happen to good people? Why do we even die in the first place? Why do we believe in heaven? If people die, they die, it's simple as that, there's no bringing them back. But, what if people didn't die? What if immortality was an option for anyone, and they had the own choice to die whenever they had felt like it? That would be an intriguing option, unsure how it would work. Basically, why is death the way it is?
TL;DR: Why are we here and why is death the way it is?
Death is a terrifying subject, the existence of one person coming to an end is a horrible thought to think about. But some perceive it differently than others, some find it quite interesting. I'd like to share my personal stories and thoughts on death. Death has always scared me, I'm a very closed person irl and prefer to not do anything dangerous. Anyways, I began questioning death at some point. I asked the obvious questions, "where do we go?", "what happens to us?", etc. But, I got to thinking the big picture "why?" Why do bad things happen to good people? Why do we even die in the first place? Why do we believe in heaven? If people die, they die, it's simple as that, there's no bringing them back. But, what if people didn't die? What if immortality was an option for anyone, and they had the own choice to die whenever they had felt like it? That would be an intriguing option, unsure how it would work. Basically, why is death the way it is?
TL;DR: Why are we here and why is death the way it is?