Cognisant
cackling in the trenches
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My username describes a defining characteristic, how I internalise things in a kind of fixated way, like there's knowing something in the abstract theoretical sense, and then there's having the actual visceral knowledge of it.
Kind of like faith, the difference between knowing the religion and actually believing in it. I've always thought if I wasn't an atheist I'd have been an incredibly fanatical believer, I guess god fell short of my expectations.
My latest internalised truth is the inevitably of death, I've always known it of course but I've always had plans of life extension, again it's the difference between knowing something and being cognisant of it.
Having internalised the inevitably of my demise I find myself bothered, as if by an itch, or rather a vase sitting precariously on the edge of a table ready to fall and shatter at the slightest nudge and it's the anticipation that's bothering me, I want to knock it over, to resolve the tension.

I'm not actually going to kill myself, I'm not depressed or anything, although I have given up on the whole live forever or die trying thing so I guess I don't know who I am anymore.
How do you deal with it?
Kind of like faith, the difference between knowing the religion and actually believing in it. I've always thought if I wasn't an atheist I'd have been an incredibly fanatical believer, I guess god fell short of my expectations.
My latest internalised truth is the inevitably of death, I've always known it of course but I've always had plans of life extension, again it's the difference between knowing something and being cognisant of it.
Having internalised the inevitably of my demise I find myself bothered, as if by an itch, or rather a vase sitting precariously on the edge of a table ready to fall and shatter at the slightest nudge and it's the anticipation that's bothering me, I want to knock it over, to resolve the tension.

I'm not actually going to kill myself, I'm not depressed or anything, although I have given up on the whole live forever or die trying thing so I guess I don't know who I am anymore.
How do you deal with it?