pensieve wrote:
b9 wrote:
never lasts forever.
Neither does happiness.
i presume you mean "and happiness does not last forever" which is not a valid reply in a linguistic sense, because i said "never
does last for ever.
nothing lasts forever because nothing "never" existed and never is forever.
(it may be considered that my use of the term "nothing never existed" contains a double negative like common street dialect (eg: i didn't do nuffin), however i deliberately and knowingly used a double negative to highlight the paradox that nothing does not exist and so nothing can not be talked about with respect to anything).
how many nothing's does it take to compose something? well the first thought i have is that even the smallest thing would take an infinite amount of nothings to compose. but an infinite amount of nothings is still nothing. zero multiplied by infinity is zero because zero can not be multiplied because it does not exist.
oh dear i am close to a mental feed back loop. infinity overflows my registers. i am but a simple machine.
sadness and torment (excepting sensory situations that i am not partial to) are things i have never felt. i am too emotionally obtuse to ever see a reason to be sad.
i am always very "flat lined" in my mood profile. i feel exactly the same way every day, and i like to breathe.
i think that i can not understand the deeper emotions of people who are capable of committing suicide, and i had a friend once who committed suicide and he spoke to me about his grief, and i dismissed it because i would not have been aggrieved if i was in his situation.
he had a young girlfriend (about 16 (legal in australia)) and she lost interest in him, and he felt heartbroken about it and he told me he was going to kill himself, but i knew the girl and she was a rather banal sort of unit, and so i told him that life is always found freshly over the next hill, and he said the next hill for him would be too hard to climb (he was very smart and troubled), and i said he should find a way around that hill if he could not climb it.
sometimes a 1000 km trek around an obstacle that is very dangerous is the path of least resistance.
but anyway, he killed himself and well....i don't know.
suicide in my opinion can only be carried out by mentally ill people. how could he have cut the rest of his life off (he was only 20) and consign himself to an eternity of oblivion prematurely.
i am so glad i am alive because i can see the universe and it makes me happy. things unfold exactly as they should.
i feel somehow loved by the universe because i am a child of it, and i never want to lose that connection. when i slip into death at at an advanced age i will thank the universe for having me and then ......wow
how can i possibly work it out?
but i will stay to see how it naturally ends.