Yo, what if I died

Thread Topic: Yo, what if I died

  • Philthy Newbie
    It hurts to think that the world will go on, about how small you really are

    Also, what's the deal with space?
    It goes on supposedly forever, but that's next to impossible.
    And if it really does stop, if it really comes to an end, even if it's millions and millions of light years away, what's at the edge?

    I'm thinking a void, either white or black.
    It's either that, or there's nothing at all. It just ends, like a wall that's impossible to break through.
    We're all bound within a giant box, or a sphere, whichever.

    What if we go past the wall? What's there then? The universe, as big as it seems, could very well be a prison.

    There's no heaven or hell. We all die, and that's it. We play make believe in life and hope that there's a greater power out there that'll grant us the perfection we don't deserve.

    So I ask, what if I died? Nothing would really matter, it wouldn't even cause a ripple in this ocean of existence. We're nothing more than germs, algae at best. We grow from nothing and return to nothing, like a flame that no one ever noticed or lit or even blew away, a flame that eventually died out from running out of kindle.

    What if I died?
    People would be sad.
    Devastated, even.

    Is it so selfish to long for death in a world so unforgiving, so full of unsolvable mystery? A world we're destroying? Maybe it's better if we all die. We don't deserve life, we don't deserve death, we don't deserve existence.

    What if I died??
  • Philthy Newbie
    I didn't want to continue, but I fear I must.

    I've been thinking about thinking.

    I don't like doing it, but I do think. Whenever I think, I realize how much I haven't been thinking, or how I've thought too much (underthinking and overthinking, if you will)

    Thinking is so strange. When I realize that I'm doing it, I get depressed. There's like two minds in my one. One is nothing but a commentator, and the other one is my main thoughts.

    I think about thinking and then I think "wow, thinking is weird" - it gets repetitive and weird and it becomes an inception of sorts.

    There's a part of my mind, I've even given them a name, and she says that all my thoughts are stupid.

    This part of my mind is unerasable, since I'm not sure that she's a "part" of my mind. She's not separate from my other thoughts, and it's still me doing the thinking. What is she? What does she want?

    She says I'm useless, then says I shouldn't care about what other people think. What does it all mean? I can't ever be confident, because if what really matters is what I think of myself, then I hate myself because of her.
    ..And my friends like me. If I shouldn't care what other people think, then of course I that means my own thinking is true, that I'm worth nothing but hate.

    And then I stop thinking, because suddenly I have a distraction. She goes quiet, and all is well until I put down my phone, or turn off the computer, or shut my sketchbook. I spiral into a wave of overthinking and underthinking.

    The underthinking is probably not as bad as the overthinking, but soon after underthinking I'll overthink (to cancel it out, to have a middle of sorts)
    I overthink about the underthinking, and she thinks for me, I think for her, she pulls me down, I fall.

    And then I think, "thinking is weird."

    It's gets repetitive...
    Because I've been thinking about thinking..
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    Jayfeather310 Senior
    that’s deep bro.
  • Philthy Newbie
    Thank you stranger
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    boss baby Novice
    you really wish you were poof from this earth
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    boss baby Novice
    do you have mental issues?
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    boss baby Novice
    you wish you were d---
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    boss baby mk2 Novice
    wow what was i doing
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    boss baby Novice
    stole my profile
  • Philthy Newbie
    I can't say whether or not I have mental issues, since I've never been professionally tested.
    I've seen a therapist for a while, but I refused to say anything to her, and since I wasn't talking they just pulled me out. It was a waste of money and resources, after all.

    But anyways, on to another rant I suppose.

    Let's talk about change. It's strange, is it not?
    Change is strange. Heh.

    I've recently moved, and so far at the new place it's quite boring. I do the same things I'd do if I was back at my old place, except this time I don't have any friends to occasionally hang out with.

    Some people think change is scary. I find that it's more..
    ..well, I don't have a word for what I find it as. I don't exactly feel emotions very well.

    What I'm trying to say is that I don't understand why people perceive change so badly. I always want change, I yearn for it. I have this unending desire to run away from everything and start anew. Even if running away indeed means death.

    Death isn't so bad. Everyone goes through it eventually, I see no reason for why I can't control my own fate and have it be sooner than expected.

    But there are ties that hold me here, earthly and worldly ties. Friends, mostly. Not so much as family, as unfortunate as it is for me to say that. I've vented to my friends before, I've brought them down and dragged them through Hell.

    Of course I've learned my lesson now, I decided to stop venting altogether, but I found that without a vent the steam within me is building up into something more solid.

    It's frightening, downright terrifying. More and more often I'll imagine walking down the stairs, picking up a knife, and ending it all. It seems as easy as 1 2 3.
    But then I think "oh, but I haven't experienced it all yet", so I easily imagine running away, stealing a car, doing drugs, partying, hooking up, drinking, getting a tattoo, shaving my head; because what does it all matter anyway if the means all lead to the same end?

    Got a little off topic there. The point I'm trying to stress is that change isn't scary, atleast not to me. Or rather, I don't want to admit if it's scary. Who knows what I'm feeling deep down, after all? I can't say that I know for sure because I'm not quite sure of anything anymore.
    I don't know what I'm feeling because everything is either gone or buried. It's hard to say what I feel, and sometimes I just can't feel anything at all.

    That's fine, I suppose.
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    boss baby Novice
    i'm sorry
  • Philthy Newbie
    Why apologize? It's fine
  • Philthy Newbie
    Frustration is a curious thing.

    Is it wrong to want blood? Whether from yourself or someone else? If it's wrong, why do our natural instincts tell is otherwise?

    Humans really have come into an age of "decency", we don't murder each other left and right. Then again, the law is stopping us. What if we simply didn't have laws? Or rules? Without a doubt, chaos would ensue.

    But as usual, I digress. Am I crazy for wanting to hurt, or even murder someone? In the grand scheme of things, nothing matters. The act of murder wouldn't matter, the people involved wouldn't matter, and whatever things one person did to make the other so personally angry doesn't matter, either.

    They say frustration is different from anger. You don't really cry when you're sad, you cry when you're frustrated- did you know that? What a curious thing.. these human emotions.

    I could blow up half the word, I could kill a friend or family member, I could cause so much violence that it goes down in history books, but none of that would matter, either. In the end, we all die.

    And at one point, we'll all be dead. There'll be no more history books. Everything will be destroyed by the human hand.

    Therefore, I can only assume that it's in human nature to destroy. I will feel no guilt. I hereby renounce all positivity, and all feeling.

    You know what they say.. it can only go downhill from here. Down, down. Into deep, dark pits. It's cold here, but that's fine too.
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    Dark22978 Expert
    im distraught that everything you've said here so far is exactly what goes on in my mind. even the part where you have someone else putting you down in your head.
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    Dark22978 Expert
    minus the very last post, I skimmed it and re-read it and realized i don't 100% agree with that one lol

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