Meaning of or in life

Some fertile insights from ancient egypt regarding the phalic, body and mind , horus and set , in this guys presentation of some of gurdjieffs ideas

The only concept that defys the above conclusion is that of what you do now in this physical existence has definitive effects on how you go / are after this physical existence ends or transcends , but the foldback into obscurity is a humbling meaningless fate from meaningless life that i guess humans don't really like to consider too much (: wrote:

I had a recent conversation that validated this concept for me. My grandparents talked with me about one of the times my grandfathers heart failed, and he died. My grandparents are religious in the sense they acknowledge the existence of "the lord". This has always been an uncomfortable subject for me, as it never seems to be a debate; at some point it turns personal. I explained to him that I did not consider the idea of an omniscient being, being the judge of one's decisions in life. I told him I didn't think it would be hard to undergo judgement from a god we have not known in life. He immediately seemed taken aback, and replied that I was putting myself on the platform of a god. This seemed an interesting notion to me, as I consider myself someone on a journey to self mastery. So I told him that to me, it made more sense to come face to face with your true self as your "judgement". One cannot hide their decisions or feelings from thyself on a permanent basis, it always comes down to suppression and the altercations that it brings to one's psyche. Facing yourself, without the ability to run, or hide, or deny, seems an entirely more intimidating and fundamental experience than the pre-requisites of a god, to live in his kingdom for eternity.

I don't agree with many of the ideas he has about afterlife, and this life. However, I was absolutely respectful about his beliefs and took caution to avoid insulting him. He did not reciprocate this respect, instead, told me someday I'll know god. At first, the same boil of anger condescending can bring, more of a defense for the ego than genuine consideration of his words. I started to understand that I have seen this pattern before. It is the fear of belittlement, a phobia of sorts. He cannot even consider the possibility that life is not as he has seen it for so many years, it seems he can't fathom the idea that life may just be the preparation for our foldback into obscurity.

My father who is 70 years old keeps a small bag, but lethal dose, of high quality No. 4 heroin in his nightstand.
He is not a user of heroin, but he keeps it there for that one eventual day.
The day where he has aged and degenerated to a point where he is not independent and does not want to be relegated to a bed, watching tv, wearing diapers and shitting himself just waiting to die.  So should he still have the mind to prep it and inject it...then that is what he will do.
He tells me that should that day come that I am to know he was not an addict or user but that it was simply...a good ride out...the last first-aid kit one will ever need.
He was always rather good at making preparations for life's real but unpleasant eventualities.

BRDN wrote:So I told him that to me, it made more sense to come face to face with your true self as your "judgement". One cannot hide their decisions or feelings from thyself on a permanent basis, it always comes down to suppression and the altercations that it brings to one's psyche. Facing yourself, without the ability to run, or hide, or deny, seems an entirely more intimidating and fundamental experience than the pre-requisites of a god, to live in his kingdom for eternity.

Good points, but there are millions that would share your grandas conditioned mind state ,  probably not truly earned by his own serious  investigations of self and engaged reality and fantasies ( :  .  which is why i prefer your points to that type of restrictive dogma these days


QSC,  if your father were to reach such a stage and do that last rite,  it would be a will of iron with no room for sentiment , hope, or nostalgia
The hardest thing must be the disconnection of all hope

That was quite honestly a reply I couldn't of expected. I like the idea of a last rite, a nice ride out. I will not forget that.

I like many of his points about age, I have considered the same things. I like the way Jack London illustrates perishing in the Alaskan wilderness; being humbled by nature's ferocity. What really gets me is the serenity of the cold, the bite that snow brings to bare skin. I think freezing into a sleep is the way I would go, should I have the mind to do so.

Getting caught up. Your dad, Qsc, what's his physical condition now?

BRDN, your thoughts are that upon death you would entertain freezing,
or getting frozen to death?

Grizzly way to go.

I was running sprints two months ago. I mean hard sprints, and about half
way through a sprint out in the middle of the grassy field I was running in, I
suddenly thought to myself, fuck it, just give me a heart attack and I'll drop
dead in this big open grassy field.

re: Reflecting death.

Amazing what it does as you witness and go through life as your relatives
start dying off. My uncles and dad who I barely know after all these years,
had sort of an adopted brother my uncle brought back home after he left
the army with him. My grandmother took him into the family as one of her
own sons, she was always like that.

He was always generous to my grandmother. He worked at a bar his entire
life, involved as a bookie with the local mafia and drove a nice car.

Last year at about 70 years old he comes home and drops dead in his living
room in his small apartment. Uncles and dad get the call from the police and
then go over to identify him and then start the post death ritual ceremonies.

Suddenly, everyone in the family are making arrangements for the own
deaths.

So, do we survive death?

So, do we survive death

many have asked the question TG, who can say for sure , a lifetime can be spent moulding a consciousness into what it is, and yet seemingly it can all disappear in a millisecond at least to those around it on this physical earth