I was just browsing the web with my latest witty occurrence (to see if it already existed): "Suicide is one thing you will never live to regret" and was led to your thread. The title piqued my curiosity so I read. It transported me exactly at the same impression I had after watching the brilliant film: "Detachment" last month. Definitely, a must see!
By now, you will have realized that the world and this thread are filled with optimists, no surprise there, since over 90% of the world population is religious! For a lot of people, this is exactly what they need: something to believe in, a sweet illusion! Since you mentioned logic, I will guess that you are not a believer, which indeed greatly reduces our sense of purpose.
Can there be life without purpose? My simple answer is: pleasure! Pleasure in itself and the lack of pain are enough reasons to live. You must maximize your pleasure and minimize the pain. To do so, you will have to be a little creative. Work the least possible amount to have the most possible time to enjoy. Never work for others, make your own little business, that greatly help to reduce the pain. Find something that passionate you, games or art, and have sex every day, even if it's only with yourself and blessed be the internet for free access to porn! All this will drastically reduce pain and increase pleasure, which will help you to accept being alive in a crazy world!
You say: "The entire world seems heartless and cruel!" All I can say is welcome to my reality! At this point, allow me to self-quote a comment I wrote:
"Since so many people argued about empathy, I will take it as my example. Out of empathy for the suffering of animals I stopped eating animal flesh at the age of 19 and never looked back. Am I just one of those rare possessors of some special gene of extended empathy which allows me to see the pain I am causing? Why do I care and why nobody else seems to care?
And yet I would say that empathy is not even needed to do the right thing, since we all have the same capacity to feel pain and pleasure, therefore the same capacity to do good or evil. If an act provokes physical pain to another human (or in my extended sight, to another sentient being i.e. with blood and brain) then it's evil, and if it provokes pleasure than it's good. It's as simple as it gets, no morality involved, just a simple straight line: pain and pleasure.
So, unless someone was incapable of feeling pain or pleasure and on top of that incapable of seeing (as in observing) the pain it causes (as in awful shouts) maybe then we could have a "real" sociopath. Somehow I doubt such a being exists.
Therefore we are all but the products of our environment and culture and since almost all humans are living against their own nature, it's not a big surprise to find so many mentally ill people (I would guesstimate 97% of the world population falls into this category!!!"
And here a couple of lines from a poem I wrote in French:
I embraced the silence because nobody listens
I stopped writing because nobody reads
Nonetheless the movement never stop in the abyss of my endless mind
Because I felt the cruelty of the butcher that murders
to drench the thirst for blood of all those people
I was rejected because I exposed their sins
Because I heard from the distant Africa
A fatal chant of hunger
I exiled myself to not be a part of a society
that feeds on others misery
Because human life could be bought
I rejected the system which allowed it
In resume, my story is quite different from yours, I could have had it all but it disgusted me, so I ended up in South America on early retirement at 21, living a simple life: eating fruits, playing and having sex. It's tolerable. I've let go of my anger against the stupidity of the world and all those slave bearing "parents" that keeps on feeding their child to their masters. The vicious circle stops here with me. Luckily, soon enough no free thinkers will be left; just simple followers and suicide will never be mentioned again!!! Viva Idiocracy!
By now, you will have realized that the world and this thread are filled with optimists, no surprise there, since over 90% of the world population is religious! For a lot of people, this is exactly what they need: something to believe in, a sweet illusion! Since you mentioned logic, I will guess that you are not a believer, which indeed greatly reduces our sense of purpose.
Can there be life without purpose? My simple answer is: pleasure! Pleasure in itself and the lack of pain are enough reasons to live. You must maximize your pleasure and minimize the pain. To do so, you will have to be a little creative. Work the least possible amount to have the most possible time to enjoy. Never work for others, make your own little business, that greatly help to reduce the pain. Find something that passionate you, games or art, and have sex every day, even if it's only with yourself and blessed be the internet for free access to porn! All this will drastically reduce pain and increase pleasure, which will help you to accept being alive in a crazy world!
You say: "The entire world seems heartless and cruel!" All I can say is welcome to my reality! At this point, allow me to self-quote a comment I wrote:
"Since so many people argued about empathy, I will take it as my example. Out of empathy for the suffering of animals I stopped eating animal flesh at the age of 19 and never looked back. Am I just one of those rare possessors of some special gene of extended empathy which allows me to see the pain I am causing? Why do I care and why nobody else seems to care?
And yet I would say that empathy is not even needed to do the right thing, since we all have the same capacity to feel pain and pleasure, therefore the same capacity to do good or evil. If an act provokes physical pain to another human (or in my extended sight, to another sentient being i.e. with blood and brain) then it's evil, and if it provokes pleasure than it's good. It's as simple as it gets, no morality involved, just a simple straight line: pain and pleasure.
So, unless someone was incapable of feeling pain or pleasure and on top of that incapable of seeing (as in observing) the pain it causes (as in awful shouts) maybe then we could have a "real" sociopath. Somehow I doubt such a being exists.
Therefore we are all but the products of our environment and culture and since almost all humans are living against their own nature, it's not a big surprise to find so many mentally ill people (I would guesstimate 97% of the world population falls into this category!!!"
And here a couple of lines from a poem I wrote in French:
I embraced the silence because nobody listens
I stopped writing because nobody reads
Nonetheless the movement never stop in the abyss of my endless mind
Because I felt the cruelty of the butcher that murders
to drench the thirst for blood of all those people
I was rejected because I exposed their sins
Because I heard from the distant Africa
A fatal chant of hunger
I exiled myself to not be a part of a society
that feeds on others misery
Because human life could be bought
I rejected the system which allowed it
In resume, my story is quite different from yours, I could have had it all but it disgusted me, so I ended up in South America on early retirement at 21, living a simple life: eating fruits, playing and having sex. It's tolerable. I've let go of my anger against the stupidity of the world and all those slave bearing "parents" that keeps on feeding their child to their masters. The vicious circle stops here with me. Luckily, soon enough no free thinkers will be left; just simple followers and suicide will never be mentioned again!!! Viva Idiocracy!
