Comradeship // Freechat

negl homie I ache for the end of mine. I don't see beauty, or majesty, or any breathtaking superlative in life anymore. I despise the country I was born into, and the majority of its people. You couldn't pay me to consider educating these genocidal settler peckerwoods anymore. No educating. No camaraderie. Not even a buck for cab fare.

I just want it all to stop, if not for these murderous ghouls who don't deserve the blood, sweat, and spittle, then at least for me so I no longer have to see what further crackery the dogs'll perpetuate. I stopped fearing death when it first started occurring to me that these settlers will visit death on my community at a whim. Now I wish for it. The only dream I have anymore that doesn't involve me dying with a smile on my face is one where I'm running some bookstore in another country, far from this place, with a sign in the local language on top, and english on bottom, settled in the corner of the window right next to the door, in big block capitals-- "NO FUCKING AMERICANS".

I've felt exactly how you feel several times in my life, and I'll probably feel again, too hehe.

To be conscious is both a gift and a curse. You are conscious of your death whereas most animals simply live and die, though they can also be afraid of death even if they aren't aware of it. To be aware of it means you are afraid even though death is not around the corner.

Death is a part of life, it's an experience like any other. One thing that helped me be more at peace with my death is psychedelics, because they are an experience different from regular life, which is an insight to the experience of death. It's been shown that natural death releases DMT in our brain, and numerous people who've had an almost death experience reported a trip before they "returned."

Another thing you can try to diminish your anxieties is meditation. If you practice meditation enough, you'll be able to enter a conscious state where you shut off normal activity and you experience self-nothingness. When you blend in with the environment in meditation practice, you learn to not be afraid of nothingness. Death suddenly doesn't sound that bad, and you lose attachment to this life, so that you're no longer afraid to lose it.

In short, we shouldn't feel anxious about death. We will die eventually, why worry? Everything will come in its time. Even if we suffer the most violent and painful death possible, it'll be over eventually, so what's the worry? Consciousness is an experience, death will be another. Enjoy both when the time comes!

"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside while still alive. Never surrender." -2pac

There was a similar post a while back with some good answers. I’ll try to find it.

Edit: found it, hope that helps

You have to prepare for death, a lot of people's fear of death stems from unpreparedness. Sort out a will, decide what will happen after you die, snuff out as many regrets as you can. Tie up your loose ends. These things helped me mitigate the fear a bit.

Hey comrade! I think I somewhat understand the way you are feeling. In the past years I have been dealing with some panic attacks and anxiety over it. The best approach is going to therapy, but in my case what really helps is trying to not think about it, focusing on the good things around you. Even though that normally is bad advice, in this case I think is different since death is inevitable, it will come one way or another, its out our control. This creates a void that chases us, a darkness that is ever present, I know this feeling is horrifying, but there is no changing it, so thinking a lot about it only feeds the void making it bigger and stronger.

I hope you can find solace eventually and learn to accept this, since I believe there is no cure for the darkness, but learning to live with it makes it easier to carry on. Maybe I'm full of shit and you do find a solution. Who knows.

In any case, remember that you are good for the world, and we never know what the future holds. Who knows if maybe even a revolution. Try to stay as long as possible, you want every chance of not missing that out.

Stay strong and stay safe comrade, best of luck.

Comrade, I don't know anything about psychology, psychiatry, or neurology, but I do know it would be a real shame if you were outlived by Henry Fucking Kissinger

I read this a while back, I think it addresses your vibes. I don't know who the guy is otherwise but there's some good takes in there.

I'm already dead inside. Not much would change when I die except for my consciousness being gone.

Personally, what motivates me is knowing that as long as I'm alive, the proletarian vanguard has +1 comrade, and I don't want to go without making a difference. Use the time you have to put your back into the things you think are worth fighting for. Don't be complacent; don't fall into the trap of thinking it's meaningless, for naught, or that your decisions amount to nothing. There are people who seriously would love to know you, and people who need your help. Every second you spend thinking about death is a waste of your time, so don't get caught up in it. It's an inevitability not worth thinking about. And try to find some comfort in the fact that literally every other organism that has ever lived crossed that same threshold.

Tl;dr - focus on the present moment and don't let it go to waste. When you're really in despair, try to draw attention to the pure phenomonology of being, the feeling of breathing, the reflection of light off the wet pavement; bring yourself back to the world, and then remember... there's much yet to do.

DMs are always open. :stalin-heart:

I don't care I'm hungry

Death is an abomination. My only hope is that humanity might someday conquer death, and I want to contribute to that even if I don't make it.

If I can help make a world where no one ever has to say goodbye again, I think I could die for it.

No offence but I wish Lemmy had a “hide post” feature like r*ddit

Death doesn't much concern me, I sometimes ponder it but never really have crippling anxiety over. Unfortunately that's been replaced by another anxiety. The fear that no matter what the proletariat do, the ruling class will simply win next time again. I fear that all the great progress we've made in these last years will be tarnished in a cruel replication of the 1980s collapse of the left-wing movements. But I know this will not happen, we will learn, we will evolve, and we will prepare, and we will finally be liberated.

If I die for a good and just cause such as building up the revolution to free the misery of others, then I'll be content with it. But it if was for naught, well I would continue to live to spite the ruling parasites, but I would see humanity refusing to evolve past its current stage of development, this is what I greatly fear.

As if right now I'm playing through disco Elysium, and one of the paths is Harry becoming a communist. He abandons alcohol, and takes up organizing, but in truth he simply replaced an addiction for substances, for an addiction to liberation. That's how I operate within this capitalist inhumane system, replace your rage, anxiety and aspirations for the liberation of this evil system.

You are a comrade, You see the true injustices of this system, it isolates and oppresses those who do not fall under its drunk inducing propaganda. And to lose someone like you, we will all lose the potential successes of your talent in our collective liberation, contact your local socialist organisation, be it the CPUSA or similar, and begin organising, and in the future, look back and be proud of the millions you helped in achieving our struggle.

This is only coming from me, as I found that my passion belonged to the communist movement. If this does not work do not worry! It just means you've yet to find your passion. You're never too old to find talent, or meaning, never, we humans change throughout our lives. We will all fix our problems collectively.