I quit my nihilistic group when I came to this conclusion and desynched with the vibes. So many doomers get stuck in a masturbatory loop of questioning and fretting, and basically waiting for a new daddy to show up and provide top-down meaning.
But there are no daddies, not really. Only zaddies, and you get to pick yours.
I’m pro optimistic nihilism. Nothing has any inherent meaning, so I have the privilege of assigning my own meaning to things.
This is called existentialism.
Kinda similar to my epiphany during the comedown from a bad shroom trip.
There is no meaning to life, but there doesn’t need to be one to enjoy it.
And infact any external meaning might hamper our enjoyment of this life
100% this, my friend.
And if more people could get their heads to that healthy state, the world would be a better place.
Anyway, how’s your sex life?
I did not hit her, it’s bullshit! I did naaaaht! Oh, hi 46_and_2!
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
I quit my nihilistic group when I came to this conclusion and desynched with the vibes. So many doomers get stuck in a masturbatory loop of questioning and fretting, and basically waiting for a new daddy to show up and provide top-down meaning.
But there are no daddies, not really. Only zaddies, and you get to pick yours.