• slazer2au@lemmy.world
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    That is what happens when you consume dihydrogen monoxide daily. No one has survived after drinking it.

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    Has anyone in their 30s 40s 50s had a sudden change of perception of our own mortality? I found myself thinking a lot about it recently (no significant events around me). I just find life so ephemeral now as compared to how I used to see life so grand and long it might as well have been infinite. Not anymore. I guess it’s part of growing old. Anyone else feel similar?

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      Yep. IMO it’s a good thing. But there’s still a grand and long scale: how is that we arrived here at all, a momentary ripple in a larger fabric?

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      More the opposite direction for me. I’m so stressed, overworked, and beaten down by life that I don’t have the energy to worry about mortality like I did when I was younger.

      When I die at least I won’t have to go to work anymore, is my thinking.

      And I like my job, I can’t imagine what it’s like for people who don’t.

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    What I feel isn’t existential dread of my pending non-existance. What I feel is FOMO.

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      What I feel is a need to fire arrows into the future, that I know will fly further than my small personal life, that will land somewhere and sprout huge trees that people live around and under.

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    Is it weird that I’ve become less existencial with age? Like back in school I struggled with suicidal thoughts and couldn’t cope with the “meaninglessness” of it all. But honestly these days I’m content just living how I like to and enjoying the simple things

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      Maybe? I never really grew out of it, my brain just realized that emotions don’t solve problems and stopped bothering me about it all the time. Though, my fears are more along the lines of forcefully being prevented from dying, rather than the alternative. Still get the chills whenever I imagine having dementia and not being allowed to kill myself.

      I’m not suicidal anymore, but still. There are things I’d rather choose the forever-sleep than experience.

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        Still get the chills whenever I imagine having dementia and not being allowed to kill myself.

        Well stop imagining that then!

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      Not weird, happened to me too.

      I think my brain got bored of it and moved on. Plenty more to do than attempt to answer the unanswerable question!

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    Yep. In the grand scheme it’s pretty much already happened. I mean sure, you get a little bit of time to say your goodbyes and enjoy some final yayas. How are you going to use it?

    Welp, back to work.

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    Hopefully it’s a cool death, like a public beheading or a space travel accident.

    Knowing my luck it’ll be death from boredom or something…

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      Why not both?

      Why not a mysterious spinning saw blade that’s been in orbit for ten years that comes out of nowhere while you’re giving a space walk and talk to a bunch of other astronauts, slices your head off, and is out of radar range before anyone grasps what’s happening.

      So astronomically fast is this saw blade traveling that it imparts almost no momentum to your head, except a gentle nudge that sends your grimacing head slowly upward. It gets almost a foot away from your shoulders before people realize something is wrong.