When I gave up on religion I didn’t realize I’d need to give up on many assumptions as well or I’d never be happy. Assumptions about some of the most basic things as one does when formulating opinions based on established abstract memories that have become detached from physical sensation memories.
For example when I was in the military I didn’t know a single person that liked anything about the experience. Now when I go to the VA I hear people that even went to war that remanence about their good times in the service. Most people remember the good because it’s better for them.
It’s about everything as I was reminded this morning when I was asked about human existence external to the human body. Their terms were more heaven hell and souls, so I mentioned reincarnation as it seemed related which got them upset since it’s not part of their religion.
I realized (again) that there has never been and never will be a human mind that experiences death. You can experience dying but not death. Anticipating what it’ll be like after you’re gone is like trying to remember what you were like before you were born. That’s why I want a fulfilling life, it is its own reward. I can’t be irresponsible about it either, after you’re gone all your secrets will probably be exposed.
Sorry, just another Willow blog.
We humans have faulty memories about our experiences and normally we end up dwelling on the good parts of any experience. This is maybe good for us, but it also keeps religion going in my opinion. As a one time believer I also believed in spirits and everything like it that the bible mentioned. I was also a horror film buff. Today I cannot watch a horror film. I try but I think they are stupid and idiotic. They seem like a comedy to me and I laugh at them. Since becoming an atheist I cannot take any nonsense seriously. I'm serious and that ain't no joke. LOL
I think our assumptions often present unexamined points in our own thinking, and the weak points of other’s thought. I like the mental exercise of digging deeper: it’s kind of “chess-like.”
Personally, I find it comforting to know I came with an “off switch.” The thought of just going on and on is tedious to me. As far as my secrets being exposed later, I try to silence any witnesses and also invested in a Medic-Alert bracelet.
The human as n mind seems to create its own reality. It’s our nature to be self protective so difficult and painful memories are often required in our brains. The Mandela effect is an example of memory playing tricks.
Cognitive dissonance is another. Let’s face it, humans are great storytellers with bad memories! Lol
When I was in the Army, all I can say is that it was the best of times and it was the worst of times, the same goes for the religions I was in. I like Buddhism because you live in the present and you make your future for however long you have from this point in time, now.
I just had to comment on not knowing anyone who had good experiences in the military. I, for one, had a blast. My 4 years was one joke and unbelievable situation after another. I could write a book. The things that happened one could not make up.
One tiny example, when we started basic in Ft. Ord, CA our platoon was told we had no DI. The one slated for us was sent to lead DI school as he was so good and a replacement had not been found. We hung around other platoons but were just excess baggage for the other DI's. Once, we heard some noise at 3 AM and looked outside to see a bunch of guys standing at attention in their skivvies in front of their foot lockers. There had been a surprise inspection, someone messed up and the whole platoon had to take their lockers downstairs and stand at attention for 1/2 hour. This was November. I can't remember us even having an inspection. Ft. Ord was a closed base due to meningitis. No one could leave. There were two big guys who worked in Disneyland as cartoon figures (one was goofy and one Mickey Mouse). They would get high on pot and it actually made them better at their jobs but they could not get their drugs at the base. I had very poor eyesight and had a pair of rose colored sunglasses. When these guys wanted to get high they would borrow my sunglasses, sit in a corner and see everything distorted and pretend they were on pot. For the rest of my service things got even crazier as time went on.
After you are gone there is the possibility that at least some of your secrets will be expose but most people are too mentally stunted to understand the complexity of those secrets and (Blessed Be ) it won't matter to you one little bit because you'll be in the big dirt nap. lol