The many themes thread I guess?

[Stereocrisis]

Does anyone else feel that most of their conversation has been exhausted already? Do you feel like you could talk about most things rationally, and intelligently, but it does not matter one way or another? Whatever you learn, or whatever new insights you could possibly get from art, culture, or teachers or WHATEVER.. Do you feel somehow confined? So "Inside the Box".

It's not that I think I know everything. It's that I know I don't know everything. But even if I was the smartest man on Earth, my knowledge would still be so.. limited. It's that I think anything I could know or learn would be confined to Earth concepts and relations. I would make connections in my brain to Earth things. Earth situations.

I feel so tragically human. To be alive feels like being damned. To acquire just so much knowledge just to have your mind erased by death seems pointless. Not only does it feel pointless, it is hellish. Sometimes I feel the warmth between my wife and I as we lay in our bed and it scares me bad to know the flesh turns cold one way or another. I can hold my baby boys and love them with every ounce of my being, and I freak out because I know they will one day have to be without me, and alone and scared the way I am sometimes.

I imagine what it might be like to never draw another breath, or to be a bloated dead body. Eyes bulging. A big Y incision carved into my chest. My organs and brain removed. The smell of dead flesh.

And of course, in this infinite and bizarre universe, filled with possibilities... an afterlife of some sort? One not terribly appealing? Perhaps spawning up again into consciousness as some creature who feels nothing but extraordinary pain on the surface of some incredible star? Perhaps burning my soul clean of impurities so I can once again inhabit the body of an innocent baby? And on what planet would that be? One like this? A war planet? A planet of money, and sick sexual crimes of passion and child rape? Can you really ever FUCKING WIN? Or are we all eternally damned? Maybe God threw the dice one to many times. Maybe He doesn't exist at all. Or maybe the way it works is that we die, and really just become erased from the entire universe. Erased from existence. Is that not a hell in itself? To feel no pain, yes. But to also never again experience beauty, or sex, or pursuit of happiness.. And if this really is all there will ever be, aren't you just so ANGRY at the world for the way it is? You can't the good parts of being alive because you are forced to work hard, and follow petty social rules? Because I'll tell you, I have plenty of emotional states. I'm a pretty diverse person, open minded and what-have-you.. But I just pissed myself off thinking about this.

They work you to the bone, and when you can finally relax by a pool in florida after retirement, you drop dead miserably never amounting to what you thought you would. Or even if you did strive to be something, the world twists your true meaning and messages, if you want to be an artist, let's say. It gets lost in translation.

I think I strayed off my original topic, but touched on plenty of good stuff for everyone to consider and discuss. It's good to be back, I haven't come here for a while. I had to give newgrounds a rest when I realized it was nothing but troll central, and nobdy wanted to talk about anything meaningful or really even very intelligent. Have some of you grown up yet? Maybe lost a family member? Maybe it put your life in perspective? Sharply into focus? Don't lose the sense of humor my friends. Just shed that stupid one you had in high school, when it was "funny" to be a total douche.

[AlphaCentauri]

I'm way to sober to discuss any of this.

[AVXAVXAVX]

Once you're dead you don't care, and the rest of the universe doesn't exist for you. So the meaning of life? It's the things you do for others and not for yourself. And then they can pass on that same knowledge until the end of time.

[HipnikDragomir]

At 5/24/12 01:26 AM, Stereocrisis wrote:

That's life. Just live it and enjoy as much as you can.

when I realized it was nothing but troll central, and nobdy wanted to talk about anything meaningful or really even very intelligent. Have some of you grown up yet?

HAHAHHAHAHHA no. This is Newgrounds General.

[MushookieMan]

I like you because you write coherently, unlike some unnamed person who thinks they're rather clever.

It looks like you have 'Pale blue dot syndrome", you know, a feeling of cosmic insignificance.

They're still working on a cure, though.

[CyanSandwich]

The thing about being wiped from existence, is that is solves any problem you could possibly have.

It's basically the best thing that can happen to a person.

I know how depressing and insane that sounds, but it's true.

[Stereocrisis]

At 5/24/12 01:39 AM, MushookieMan wrote: I like you because you write coherently, unlike some unnamed person who thinks they're rather clever.

It looks like you have 'Pale blue dot syndrome", you know, a feeling of cosmic insignificance.

They're still working on a cure, though.

I certainly feel like I have that syndrome. Sometimes I feel so incredibly small in the face of the vast space that surrounds us. It just seems to me that no matter how it turns out, it doesn't matter. Through all of life's hardships or happiness, we are these scurring smaller than small creatures with no purpose. Have you ever looked down on a colony of truly small baby ants no bigger than grains of sand?

What's strange about this universe is that you could have something extremely small, and still go infinitely smaller. You could shrink something, (if you had the technology) FOREVER. The same thing in reverse, no matter how immense something is, you could expand it, (blow it UP) FOREVER.

If size counts for something special, then surely we are all fucked.

(insert sex joke)

[Stereocrisis]

At 5/24/12 01:55 AM, sandwich-eater wrote: The thing about being wiped from existence, is that is solves any problem you could possibly have.

It's basically the best thing that can happen to a person.

I know how depressing and insane that sounds, but it's true.

Ah yes, it solves problems. Even the happiness, you would not know what you were missing because you would not exist. Even feelings of being pointless would cease to affect you.

I guess I didn't know any better before I was born, so why should I fear death? It's like never being born perhaps?

But that's where it gets scary. How do you know for sure you were not in possession of some kind of mind before you were born, and how do you know you will not return to that place once you are deceased? And was that place a good place? Did you feel good before you were born? Or were you an all pain feeling body of light that existed in the center of some massive sun?

Here's the way I figure it, we were all cooked (basically) in the sun. Our sun, that we look up at today was once a different star. When that star died, and blew everything apart, and after millions of years it all formed back together creating planets and moons and comets and asteroids. NOW, every single atom in your body was made inside that first star, during the death of that star. These are facts.

What's to say that we don't "return home" when we die? That perhaps some kindness of essence is captured in the process of life. A "soul" for lack of a better word. What happens to our spirit if such an energy exists? Einstein proved that energy can not be created, nor destroy. So then what? Our energy just gets stuck in the ground? Or does it go on? Into the vastness of space? Or does it float freely like a ghost around the world? So many questions, with no answers in sight. We have not even scratched the surface of what could be the end result of death. Or for that matter, if we were ever conscious of a seperate existence from our Earthly bodies before birth.

[CyanSandwich]

I'm not scared of what happens after death because I'm so sure that there's nothing that I rarely think about it.

We can't be 100% sure, but I'm like 99.999% sure.

[Gimmick]

At 5/24/12 02:10 AM, Stereocrisis wrote: I certainly feel like I have that syndrome. Sometimes I feel so incredibly small in the face of the vast space that surrounds us.

Hey, look at the bright side. You can't change the world, or affect even a small part of it, so you can virtually get away with anything.

[Kanon]

At 5/24/12 01:26 AM, Stereocrisis wrote: Does anyone else feel that most of their conversation has been exhausted already? Do you feel like you could talk about most things rationally, and intelligently, but it does not matter one way or another? Whatever you learn, or whatever new insights you could possibly get from art, culture, or teachers or WHATEVER.. Do you feel somehow confined? So "Inside the Box".

It's not that I think I know everything. It's that I know I don't know everything. But even if I was the smartest man on Earth, my knowledge would still be so.. limited. It's that I think anything I could know or learn would be confined to Earth concepts and relations. I would make connections in my brain to Earth things. Earth situations.

I feel so tragically human. To be alive feels like being damned. To acquire just so much knowledge just to have your mind erased by death seems pointless. Not only does it feel pointless, it is hellish. Sometimes I feel the warmth between my wife and I as we lay in our bed and it scares me bad to know the flesh turns cold one way or another. I can hold my baby boys and love them with every ounce of my being, and I freak out because I know they will one day have to be without me, and alone and scared the way I am sometimes.

I contemplate this very same thing on many nights while under the stars, I can't help but have that inferior feeling maybe this planet was just a forgotten dream if you will, maybe the minds of those lost after death will have found the true answer. On many occasions I think to myself, Why do we obey specifically one person, why do we choose to live a certain lifestyle? To gain all this knowledge and wisdom, just to reset it all like a switch of a light. Perhaps mortality is the curse given by god, for eating the forbidden fruit? We'll never know the answer for sure.

I try to leave religion and philosophies out of my posts as much as possible, but why are we bound strictly to earth with earthly limitations? Is humanity itself doomed to live and die, only sole purpose to be reborn again and travel in a never ending loop of torture and humility? I try to imagine what life is like beyond the stars, why we're here, why we exist.

I imagine what it might be like to never draw another breath, or to be a bloated dead body. Eyes bulging. A big Y incision carved into my chest. My organs and brain removed. The smell of dead flesh.

And of course, in this infinite and bizarre universe, filled with possibilities... an afterlife of some sort? One not terribly appealing? Perhaps spawning up again into consciousness as some creature who feels nothing but extraordinary pain on the surface of some incredible star? Perhaps burning my soul clean of impurities so I can once again inhabit the body of an innocent baby? And on what planet would that be? One like this? A war planet? A planet of money, and sick sexual crimes of passion and child rape? Can you really ever FUCKING WIN?

It's impossible to say, perhaps there is a journey for us all to follow sometime after, maybe not. The true terror lies in not knowing what's waiting for you at the end, but rather what's next. Perhaps we'll be born into a different planet, one of peace, or perhaps we'll reincarnate into another world hellbent on self destruction and greed, much like this world is today.The path to discovering what lies ahead, is a long narrow darkened road, are we expected to walk a lone path in hopes of awakening to see our own destrcution and put it away? or are we merely a tool meant for deestrcution in general? There is no real way of winning, but asking yourself if this is what you want.

:Or are we all eternally damned? Maybe God threw the dice one to many times. Maybe He doesn't exist at all. Or maybe the way it works is that we die, and really just become erased from the entire universe. Erased from existence. Is that not a hell in itself? To feel no pain, yes. But to also never again experience beauty, or sex, or pursuit of happiness.. And if this really is all there will ever be, aren't you just so ANGRY at the world for the way it is? You can't the good parts of being alive because you are forced to work hard, and follow petty social rules? Because I'll tell you, I have plenty of emotional states. I'm a pretty diverse person, open minded and what-have-you.. But I just pissed myself off thinking about this.

Maybe it's the ultimate curse? Maybe not, As I stated before Maybe this is punishment, we're to be forever doomed to never know what our true fate is. Being erased from existance, maybe that's what awaits us at the end of our life time, it's staring into the mouth of the entire universe, and wondering if we're meant for so much more.

They work you to the bone, and when you can finally relax by a pool in florida after retirement, you drop dead miserably never amounting to what you thought you would. Or even if you did strive to be something, the world twists your true meaning and messages, if you want to be an artist, let's say. It gets lost in translation.

I think I strayed off my original topic, but touched on plenty of good stuff for everyone to consider and discuss. It's good to be back, I haven't come here for a while. I had to give newgrounds a rest when I realized it was nothing but troll central, and nobdy wanted to talk about anything meaningful or really even very intelligent. Have some of you grown up yet? Maybe lost a family member? Maybe it put your life in perspective? Sharply into focus? Don't lose the sense of humor my friends. Just shed that stupid one you had in high school, when it was "funny" to be a total douche.

Newgrounds is still somewhat the same, on a n emotional sidenote Edd Gould's passing has had a major effect on NG. Some have grown up, others staying the same. I can say these things, but the true answer is one you need to answer yourself unfortunatly.