Timewave Zero said:
The knowledge that I am completely inconsequential in the universe - nothing more than a small drop of paint on the bottom rung of the ladder of existence. To know that there unfathomable, uncaring, amoral, incomprehensible forces who are so more powerful in every convievable fashion that they could end our entire existence in the universe before any one of us took notice that anything was going on out there.
To know that the second I die, another tiny little, pointless light will pop out and be taken up by the darkness of the yawning gulf of oblivion.
THAT is far more awful to me than death - to know that while I live, I am nothing and could be reduced to a lowly, mindless slave by alien intelligences any second.
Then die.
You don't need to die to know this.
We all suck and we're all insignificant, its quite easy to understand, but for some not easy to accept.
Personally I accepted that the fact that I along with everyone else will likely not contribute to any real meaningful thing, and if we did we wouldn't be alive to see it, a long while ago.
I'm not sure what my fate would be, maybe a full
realisation rather than just an understanding of how insignificant we are?
Or my worst fate would be knowing what being dead would feel like
before I die.
On a lighter note your profile picture is awesome.
Isn't that the Lateralus album cover?