How to you come to terms with the fact that you will eventually not exist?
Rant: This has been keeping me up at night for way too long and every time I think about it I feel like am literally choking on my own thoughts. I have other shit to do but everything seems so inconsequential next to this. I just can’t comprehend why or how the universe even exists or how a bunch of atoms can think or that quantum mechanics literally revealed that the world is not loaded when you are not looking like how tf do you know that I am observing something.
Btw I am not looking for a purpose in life although this may be interpreted as me asking for that.
If anyone has the same problem as me good luck my friend just know that you are not alone.
What works for me may not work for you. I’ve found comfort and freedom from my existential dread on Epicurus’ Four Remedies (tetrapharmakos), especially the second one. These are:
Don’t fear gods;
Don’t worry about death;
What is good is easy to get;
What is terrible is easy to endure.
In his Letter to Menoeceus, Epicurus writes:
The gist of this passage is that worrying about death is misguided. Death is not a state of being. As such, our sense of self only exists while we’re alive. In this Principle Doctrines, Epicurus says:
To be you have to experience. And death marks when we no longer have any sense-experience. This understanding of death is like a dreamless night from which we never awake, says Socrates in Plato’s Apology. Seen in this light, Epicurus is right that it is a bit foolish to suffer in life from fearing a state of being where there won’t be anybody to suffer whatsoever. The existential dread is precisely this misguided fear.
Once you recognize the truth of this statement, just like magic, poof, that existential dread disappears. Of course, if you have a religious view that postulates life after death, with all the subsequent very human drama entailed by that belief, you’re now dealing with a different kind of fear. And that fear is precisely what Epicurus addresses in his first remedy, Don’t fear gods. His reasoning is also clear cut here.
By definition a God is perfect. It’s immortal and has no needs. Because of this, any god has no worries. As such, gods, by definition, don’t care about us. Caring about us implies they have some sort of need, thus rendering them less godlike.
This ties with the second remedy. The cherry on top is to simply remember this: just as we never worry with the time before we were born, it’s also silly to worry about the time after we are gone.
Beautiful, even if I disagree with some of it.
Thank you. As an Epicurean myself, I’m pretty aware that Epicureanism is not for everybody. I would argue that some people have a natural disposition that predisposes them to find solutions like this approachable.
It is obvious to me that fearing death is pointless but this explanation makes it feel real and is really comforting so thanks.