Yes, ofcourse we should enjoy. Life is to be enjoyed to its fullest. But thinking and wondering about death makes life so much more interesting. I daresay without it life would be boring.
Bird, just eat an ounce of magic mushrooms dried. There, problem solved. Throw in 20 or so hit's of LSD if that somehow doesnt cure your desire to break out of the negation revolution.
I love it that life has unnexpected things to offer.. that, that is it: we don't know, we can't know..
Ah, this indeed is a deeper problem than I originally thought. True, one can use psychedelics for intense introspection and gain pretty much all is possible out of oneself. But the learning really never stops, it just takes a boiling point of feeling like you are as done as you can get for your mind to break in again and life is new. It doesnt matter what triggers it, or how long it takes for it to be triggered. It always comes back. Like music, I understand all there is to know about how stringed instruments are played and constructed, but after several months of feeling defeated, there is a sudden epiphany, an esoteric feeling of being played and this beautiful new sounds start pouring out of me. Everything in life is like that, I believe. We cant have revelations if we dont first have a bunch of pointless nonsense.
My original post was more hypothetical than anything else. I do not come on here to throw out my garbage and feelings. I have my offline life for that. I do however want to broaden my mind and post some random things that pop into my mind. Having said that, good insight. But every insight comes with an outsight and clogs the open mind. Having said that, I am fascinated by death and its mystery in an almost religious way, bordering to the mystique.
it is the ultimate mystery, I certainly see where you're coming from. me, I am quite content not to ponder it too much (except perhaps when under the influence of such wonderful drugs that Relayer is talking about) because I know I will get there eventually. so I focus on the now, the good things in life, and when death comes, it comes. I find that if I think too much about it, I spin myself out and get really confused trying to fathom some of the possible scenarios.
We are too busy living so we forget about death. And when it comes we are not prepared. It does confuse me and nobody can possible know the 'truth' about it, but it is terrible fascinating to the point I want to give up life for it. But then again, to be alive is a once-in-a-lifetime experience and that is the second most valuable thing we can possible have.
Personally I can't wait till I die. It'll be a brand new life to live where ever it may be that I live it. But I also don't want to end my own life I want it to end when it is time.
I truly want to experience the peacefulness of a natural death. It'd be fascinating to know my time, and go to my final resting place to slowly dissolve within my own mind.