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If God is benevolent, why bother about him? If God is evil, why bother about him?
But if God is both benevolent and evil, isn't him very very similar to how human beings are? And thus, why aren't we bothering to dam the flood of evil inside our hearts instead of theorizing evil as an external force?
We hold a spectrum of goodness in our hearts that ranges from pure evil to pure love. And anything in between.
So evil exists because human beings exist.
Thanks for the writeup.
If I could choose, I would prefer to know so that I have enough information in my hands. Then you can even decide to not bother with the therapy, if you would. Even a good death requires some planning, if possibile. Setup inheritance properly, introduce young children (if any) to the idea of seeing father/mother dying. If I knew I were going to die soon, I would probably force myself to live. Live more. To breathe deeply and appreciate what's left.
In the novel The Idiot, prince Myshkin tells a short story about someone he got to know that was sentenced to death. The guy sentenced to death did some calculation and understood that death was going to happen into 5 minutes. And he felt that the last 5 minutes of his life were the longest ever: he partitioned the 5 minutes in such a way that enough time was allocated to all the meaningful matters he was willing to think about. Loved ones and the Future, which seems odd but overall has some meaning too. What I'll be after my death?
If that setup were possible, it would be very very useful and meaningful. Enough time to put things in order with the loved ones and to die in peace.
It seems to me that we're failing the challenge Nietzsche set up: the death of God means that individuals need to find meaning within themselves, or Ideology could rise (as marxism did).
We're testifying the inhabiliy of human beings to find meaning with introspection and no God.
When we study historical events, we struggle to grasp how human life was considered back in the days. Life was meaningless but also precious. In ancient roman times or during the middle ages, your best friend would have killed you if your two families had some sudden litigation. People used to kill for honor, for futile things like looking someone in the eyes or not crossing a road to show respect.
But life also had a meaning, life meant something every day: sufferings were meaningful, the daily grind was precious. Rest time was so scarce that the pleasure of it was unbarable.
Having a piece of red meat once a month was an opportunity for a party.
Now we are not soft, we are simply despaired and without meaning. And we try to tell ourselves that mankind has never seen such progress, such wealth, such technological achievements. That may be true - although I have some doubts. What is also true is that we lost our relationship with the Five Senses.
We watch but generally don't see; we hear but we generally don't listen. We touch but don't feel. Anything seems to have lost its smell and its taste.
Our softness is predicated on that, nothing seems scarce, so our westerners sick brains started giving most things for granted.
And we give for granted the Google Maps help, so we don't care to remember routes; give food for granted, so we generally don't remember the taste of the steak we eat nor the taste of the eggs.
Softness is not predicated on the fact that we don't have wolves or bears looking actively for our flash. Softness is not predicated on the fact that we don't have an enemy soldier aiming at our windows with their sniper.
Softness is in the Grey.
Our parents didn't live through wars, they are relatively young. Possibly, they never suffered thirst nor hunger. They lived though the daily grind of western human life as all of us today are doing, but they are not soft. They fight for what they believe is true, they stand for themselves and for their ideas. They don't punch people because they don't agree with them, even though muscles are not lacking under the skin.
That's not softness, it's lack of A battle to fight. Once you have something to aim for, your softness disappears. Even if you're a thin adolescent in a 21st century western wealthy country.
The only exciting thing are friends you didn't hear from since the last cycle suddenly coming back for advices.
Nothing would change honestly: I still would mess around with the same car, probably would look for some better quality clothes since nowadays fast fashion is trash. Nothing else other than more self confidence in my daily fiat job
I used to believe in God and spiritualism and also myths a lot. Now, I know that all of this is just a creation by humans, so never looking at these anymore. I'm happy I'm realistic now.
I'm genuinely curious: where do you find meaning? What's your aim?
God may be an invention by humans, myths may be inventions by humans, agreed. But overall, they serve the purpose, innit?
Humans cannot live without meaning, cannot navigate thorough life without a system of values. The more the organic, systematic and coherent the system of values, the less anxiety provoking is life and its challenges.
I do not believe in God in a strict sense nor I'm oriented towards supernatural beliefs, I'm curious about how you carry on and where you find meaning if you consider the death of God as a conquer for your human experience.
Something shall replace it I guess, emptyness is not a solution.
Many reasons honestly. I started again to seek meaning and thus I guess the main reason is hope. Then there's Love, which I always underestimated and betrayed.
Then genuine curiosity about how the World is going to evolve, gratitude for my friend's, relatives' and loved ones' successes and achievements.
If I'll work hard enough and Future will be good-willing, days ahead will better than the past ones.
I'm grateful for this open sharing, thank you.
You already found God when you accepted the struggle of Being. Then you welcomed God when you decided to look your Enemy right in to the eyes and turn up to the first AA session.
Now you've the awareness, you can grasp what that means, I'm grateful for that.
Good luck
Appreciate the answer
This is an exploratory question, I dunno if I'm fine with stuff out there forever but I'll figure this out. Poetry in italian language.