Sandra Morgan2 said:No, Michael Moore3, I wouldn't go back...
I’d thank God and just dissolve into Him—or maybe ascend to some higher plane altogether. You know, get some wings, grab a harp, all that stuff...
What kind of place is this, really? Look, I get it. Having a cold beer, a plate full of great food, someone warm to hold, jumping into a pool to splash around like you said... it sounds lovely. But let's be real: it’s hard to actually enjoy any of it. You can't drink too much because then you're sick—instead of feeling good, you're vomiting and your body feels toxic. You can't eat too much because the stomach is just one tiny little pouch; it can't handle everything your eyes want to see, and besides, you'll just end up overweight, unattractive, and unhealthy.
And travel? If traveling is your joy, you're stuck. You have to work so much just to fund it. Even people doing what they love spend an absurd amount of time working just to maintain a decent standard of living, or even just to exist...
You can't party too hard because you won't be able to function the next day. And sex? What about that? You can't overdo it there either—the average orgasm lasts maybe ten seconds...
And then what? In a few decades, your body will be old and worn out. You'll be popping antacids just to digest a meal, dragging old bones around the house, seeing the spark fade, and hearing your grandkids say, "Come on, Grandpa, move out of the way!" You'll just be waiting for game over, bothering everyone with stories about your wild youth. Then you leave, and your new persona pops up in this world again—back to diapers, starting from scratch, boring school, college, hunting for a job, finding a partner, reproducing, working and working just to sustain it all, with the occasional dip in a pool to make it feel worth it...
Hello, Michael Moore3... what's wrong with the picture?
Look, I'm not a depressive by nature. Honestly, life is beautiful—the bunnies, the streams, the sky, the ocean, traveling, dancing, eating, and hooking up... the challenges and all that. It's sweet. Life on Earth has its charms, and like little ants, we adapt to everything. But at the same time, it's all just a meaningless hamster wheel where there's more suffering than joy. And that's why
I'm choosing the one-way ticket. No return trip for me.
Thanks...
I wasn't actually planning on replying to your post, as I started this thread specifically to let people share their perspectives without getting into debates, but since you directed your comment toward me, I suppose I should offer my own take:
what acts as light to one person might be darkness to another; what serves as nourishment for one could be poison for someone else; what one person considers trash is treasure to another, and what feels like a chore to some is pure joy to others.
it all comes down to perception. if you want to expand that perception, you have to step outside of every mental "frame" you hold onto; you have to free your mind from its own boundaries, because the mind is essentially limitless in how it perceives the world. here is why I say that:
light to a human is darkness to a bat; food for a person might be indigestible to most animals; what a wealthy person tosses away is a windfall for someone struggling—just look at any local flea market; and while studying might feel like a burden to some, for an intellectual, it is a profound pleasure.
I am not judging you, because the universe you've constructed for yourself may not appeal to me, but I would ask that you don't try to impose it on me—if you hadn't addressed me directly, I wouldn't have felt the need to respond, and then it would have just been your opinion.
I don't have anything against your viewpoint; in fact, it adds variety to the conversation, provided we stay within the realm where we leave the choice to everyone else.