I think I'd be more satisfied in the afterlife if I created something that outlives me - in my own particular talents that would be a book, movie, franchise, comic book character, something like that. For other people it could be anything - writing a song, building something, curing a disease, etc. Really think about it though, are any of us right now really "worthy" of being remembered? The people who get into the history books are one in a million. It doesn't really bother me though, knowing that I'll probably die and my work will fade into obscurity. So does 99.999999999% of all the other people on Earth. It could be worse, I could be remembered as the "World's biggest Douchebag" for all time or something. Who knows what will happen Kevin. Maybe Assemblergames.com will live on for a thousand years, and you'll be remembered as some kind of messianic figure.
I have gone through this before, and my advice would be to do something you usually don't do that gives you some kind of artistic passion or adds something to your life that wasn't there. Why do you think people garden or paint that aren't even pros? It gives them something to do and have some sort of purpose. It's nice to collect for a hobby, but it shouldn't be life. I'm so broke right now I don't even care if I lost all my stuff in a flood, as long as I got room and board I am good to go. And besides look at all the great things you have obtained, I mean the people who touched them probably made things we will never see. Now if your thinking about someone obtaining your stuff and showboating it on pawnstars to get a quick buck, yeah that could be a bummer.
Didn't read everyone's post but. I smoke a lot of pot...:lol: and when the t-break comes I get suicidal and psychotic. I'm 22 trust me life is long VERY LONG. But my reasons stem from loneliness and parting with most of my gaming collection and therefore my life..... My dad has completely disowned me at this point and now i'm trapped in a trash heap house, no job, no friends, no girls. Woe is me, at least I still have some knowledge and a functioning PC with net access.:thumbsup:
Like the legendary Pet Shop Boys said it: HAPPINESS IS AN OPTION (in spanish PSB translates into: Los Chicos de la Tienda de Mascotas, it's really funny to call them that way )
What do you mean? You're worried about what happens to your possessions after you're no longer around to possess them? Unless you're planning on making a second trip I think you'd just figure out who you'd leave each thing to and hope they appreciate it as much as you did if not more.
I have just the song for you. PM me your e-mail and you shall receive. I promise you won't be disapppointed
If by things you valued vanishing you are referring abstract ideals such as common coutesy, compassion, respect, and consideration for others then I whole heartedly agree with you that this can be a very depressing realization and thought process, but in the end I just reconcile it with the understanding that one must do what one feels is right and be the best one can be. You cannot change the world, but you can change the way you react to it and deal with it. If you mean things you value highly but lose monetary value; I long realized that the things worth hanging on to are not things you can buy, ultimately.
Honestly though I don't think I can remember anytime in my lifetime where society as a whole upheld these qualities. It seems to me actually that behaviors people generally tolerated 30 years ago are no longer outright accepted in the mainstream - racism, wife beating, bullshit macho man posturing, violence towards one's children, alcoholisim/drug addiction, etc. The days when someone could just yell intimidate their way into respect are over with. However, it could merely be that as we get older, our perspective on these things change - as you age people trend to treat you with more respect. Besides this though it does seem people may be more lacking in the civil niceties (pleases and thank yous, holding open doors for each other, etc.) But to me at least the other more negative social behaviors mentioned above seem to be less acceptable nowadays. Idk, maybe I'm just over analyzing. I am bored.
Yeah, but saying we were put here still doesn't give a reason, and afterlife just makes regular life seem like a scam. Drinking rules. I do this and watch movies in my room when I'm depressed. Good times.
Life has become a bigger blur for me than it was six years ago, when I had plenty of friends, constantly joking about the stupidest shit. But it was beautiful. If you asked me to erase it and replace those memories with something else....there is just no way. These days, I am a hermit-sociaphobe who would rather ignore people from my past than engage them in conversation-- because it is terrifying. Setting up that wall was one of the stupidest things I've ever done; and as a result, I am now faced with a life-changing choice: 1. Embrace friendship. Go out and meet as many fucking people as I can. Too many people, even. After the iceberg separates, I'll be left with the people who matter most. Fuck this rut that I've gotten myself into. I'm slowly dying without someone to value, to laugh with at 4:00 in the morning. 2. Stay alone. There is nothing worth making that leap for. You are destined to stay at home with your family, until the day you die. When the past seems more "real" than the present, then that, my friends, is the tell-tale sign that you are doing something very, very, wrong. For the present is more important than anything; even your future, in a way. Worrying about what you'll become thirty years from now is only reasonable to an extent. Once you pass that point it becomes unhealthy. Don't do what I did. If you have done it already, then know that it is not too late to go back. (Unless you are, like, 80 YO with testicles that drag on the floor...) Also realize that things will never be the same, but better. This mindset is crucial.
You summarized it perfectly. All of those things were "thrown out the window" for a few years, and let me tell you, it is not easy to find yourself again. I'm glad you have a similar stance.
I'm 25. My father died suddenly and relatively young about this time last year. Now, essentially everything that was him, his things, are gone, essentially. I can go over to my mother's house, and aside from a giant TV and a Jukebox, there's nothing left there that's distinctly him. I have a few things of his, mainly tools, two jukeboxes of my own, and a whole lot of electronics bits, mostly taken for the utility of them. For awhile, I felt that everything sort of had to be left the same, like some sort of memorial to him, but ultimately, unless you're super fucking rich or important, that's just not going to happen. The only thing I can say, and I know this sounds ridiculously corny, is that though time will inevitably forget your face, your personality, and whatnot, you'll live on through the people you touch in your life. My father is dead, a box of dust in a niche somewhere, but he is ever present in the way he has shaped me (hell, he's the one who got me into coinop and video games and just about anything else mechanical). The way he shaped me will inevitably affect how I shape others. And so on etc... So, more corny stuff then, live a good life, have a positive influence on others, etc etc.
