Hey man, just wanted to say I’m proud of how far you’ve come. I remember months back you replied to one of my comments on a different channel and asked me to watch. I don’t think you even had 100 subs yet. But after a lot of work and continuing to put out quality content you have 10k subs and have good view counts. Keep up the good work and good things will keep coming man.
Hey Snook, I like your video and I enjoy your narration however I have some tips when narrating your script. When you are practicing narration and recording yourself, you could try to slow yourself down and announciate your words better a few times just before you make a final recording. This way, after you record your narration at a faster speed, your words won't come off as mumbley or slurred. Subbed and liked, keep up the great content 🤙
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One of my first existential crises was when I was little, I realized you didn’t live out your life and die when you were old, and that you could die at any time. And that scared me so bad
Memento mori; Amor Fati - remember your death, love your fate. Embrace that. I felt the same way. It’s why I have the word “Death” on my body in several places, to always remind me of that. Yes, it’s for the band lol, but it’s also to remind me to…at least try to live life. I know I don’t live it to its fullest potential though, but I feel I do try. But I also know that I’m not a typical person, but then, I don’t think anyone commenting here is a regular average Joe or Jane. I think a lot of us think and feel things a little differently than most, and there’s nothing inherently wrong with that. Just know that we have a soul, and we’re spiritual beings having a human experience, not the other way around. This human existence is but a blink in the grand scheme of things. We are truly eternal.
@@pleaseclap5210 Welcome, newcomer! Here on the internet, you will find many utterances that you have not requested, except by data lines (that's the internet). It is something you will have to live with, as the world is simply full of other people than you.
You must have been a very unusual child. I mean that in a good way, you probably have to possess a pretty unique mind to be contemplating the nature of mortality before you lose your baby teeth, even moreso to have an existential crisis while other kids are drinking from water guns and eating worms
why do you talk about existential crises like everyone gets only one lol people who have one are very likely to have several throughout their lives esspecially having one so young. youre pretty much guaranteed to experience it some more. have fun. oh, and youll likely look nowhere near as cool as a mummy when dead
When I was a kid, I watched Steven Spielberg's War of the Worlds and the concept of a greater, more advanced race destroying all of human civilization was kinda cool at first watch, ngl. A week later, I was helping my dad with gardening and I opted to spray pesticide and something just "clicked" in my head. The same indifference I felt earlier was probably how those martians felt when shooting lasers. At any moment, something greater then us can just destroy us all with the same indifference I use when using a can of bug spray. Its one thing to imagine an evil villain taking glee in destruction, its another to kill with the same ease as breathing. THAT hit me harder than any horror movie I've ever watched at that age. My childlike worldview of black and white morality was shattered with the concept of indifferent cruelty. That was my earliest memory of an existential crisis.
Wow dude, I really like that. Very eye opening. Very. Thank you for sharing that perspective. That is incredibly profound. Thank you for getting the gears turning in my head again. That’s a very deep thought. When you think and feel things on that level, life can get pretty difficult. Yesterday, I killed a fly with windex and my fist. I felt very indifferent, er, well, almost angry at it, to be honest. The second I killed it, I had to wonder what exactly I had just killed. It has blood that was red. I hope I didn’t just extinguish some poor reincarnated soul for my own convenience/benefit.
@@ajhproductions2347That’s why when I find spiders in my house, and insects like grasshoppers, I use Tupperware containers to catch them and release them. We consider them to be bothersome pests, but it’s not like they go out of their way to bother us, they’re just existing in the world like us, struggling to survive, doing their best to get by. The only reason they’d ever be inside our homes is that they accidentally ended up there, or went there to find food, be it to eat scraps of our food or to hunt each other, to me, it’s always been the case that it just doesn’t seem appropriate to kill them for such a mistake.
I do my best not to kill insects now for the same reason. If you watch insects they are pretty cool they have their own lives and mostly just keep to their own business. I'm inclined to think that if there was species far advanced from another civilization they might feel the same way about humans and are less self centered people than the more primitive humans.
Same here! Only difference is, this fear is haunting me to this day. I have phases where I think about death regularly and it's torture mentally and physically
I had a horrible existential crisis this past March that lasted about 5 months. I knew I was turning 30 this year and that just sent me spiraling down. I felt shock that I was going to hit 30 already, I always felt it was still so far away. I’ve never felt my age up until this year. I always saw myself as a 21 year old still trying to figure things out and that I had so much time… but the idea of turning 30 was a slap to the face, a reality hit across the face. I saw “Interstellar” one night and even thought I’d seen the movie numerous times before, it hit me different this time. Something about space and time, about Black Holes and the Cosmic sentinels that exist out there that we will probably NEVER comprehend in our lifetimes, just made me realize how small and insignificant we really are in the face of this grand Universe. I was afraid that there was truly nothing after we die - and that we only exist because of some anomaly. Not long after, I profusely started researching about black holes and space. Eager to know all that I could know about the universe, in hopes of maybe finding solace that our existence means something and that we can continue. I researched what people described when they were dying, I needed to know what was on the other end of death. The Black Hole was definitely a metaphor of this existential crisis. We don’t know what’s on the other end of a black hole, just as much as we don’t know what is on the other end of death. Soon after, my Grandma passed away and it sent me further into a dark place. Not to mention, I had a horrible feeling that something bad was gonna happen. At first, I thought it was just premonitions of my Grandma’s imminent death - but even after she passed, that feeling lingered… on June of 2023, I was hit by a drunk driver and my car rolled over. Thankfully and by some miracle, I was not hurt at all. A tiny scratch on my hand but nothing more… after the accident, the feeling of dread disappeared and I stopped questioning or having thoughts about what happens after death. The point of living is to experience life. We are the Universe experiencing itself and we are all part of the same cosmic energy that holds us together. I’d love to write more but I’d need more space on here 😂 The point of living, in my experience is to exist. To enjoy every day as best as we can and make the most of the time we are given in this flying rock. We may never truly understand why we are alive but why stress over questions we don’t need to know the answers too. Maybe it’s ignorance but I want to embrace life and live it happily, to the best of my ability.
I agree with you, I believe life is the answer itself. However, you saying you experienced horrible things after feeling existential dread makes me uneasy as I am feeling it right now lol.
@@abyss7378 I just think it was part of the journey. I’ve always been able to see the good in the bad, even when things just get really nasty and bleak. The best advice I can give is never lose your optimism/faith/belief/whatever - that things can better. The world is horrible already, we should try to stay optimistic ourselves and hope that the “better” part is out there within reach. We just gotta move forward!
Althought i can understand how you came to the conclusion that you exist to "live", but it sounds like a coping thought your mind came up with or agreed with to help you get of the existential burden. The answer you had still is unanswered, are you alive just to die and not exist anymore ? I am a religious but I still like to ponder on these questions, even though for me the answer is clear : to believe in God. We have been put here to believe in a creator and to search for him. If you really take time to analyze how life is and how precise and ordered it is, you can only come to one conclusion. After this, everything follows.
@@GreatSun23 Now, if you are past the point of having doubts about the existence of god, that’s a good thing, but sadly most people try to dodge these kind of questions. So if you believe there is god, you should also believe that he has made it possible for us to look for him and find him, but which god you asked? that’s for you to search and find. And I can assure you, that if are completely honest about wanting to find him, you’ll eventually do.
@@anaskun3645 You aren't alive just to die, death is a part of being alive. If it weren't for death the concept of being alive wouldn't even exist. We are alive to experience everything, same way you might play a game.
I had multiple when I was 15-16. One of them was because of anatomy and physiology class. I just looked at people and imagined their skeletal, muscular, nervous system structure and everything working together. All the chemical reactions in the brain that cause emotions. What’s the difference between an unalived person and a live person physically? Nothing, just an absence of chemical reactions that caused “life”
What gets me from time to time is just how fragile the balance of those reactions and processes can be. For some humans, especially the very young and very old, just a little one way or another and the whole system shuts down. Meanwhile other humans are so resilient that they can last through over a century of pokes, prods, and attacks on the system.
@@Magellann365 That one also really perplexes me! you hear about some people performing immense feats of fortitude, surviving the impossible, Etc. and some dying from what seems like next to nothing
I suffer from depersonalization/derealization every day. It's been constant since I was about 13. I'm now 34, and there is nothing anyone can do for me. I suffered a grade 4 brain bleed at birth, and it resulted in hydrocephalus. Doctors are unable to put a shunt in because the hole is being kept open by the fluid, and if they drained it, this could get even worse. This whole ordeal has really impacted my way of life and mental health. Dealing with the depersonalization and derealization is so terrifying. The existential crisis thing just makes me feel like I'm losing my mind. :/
I’m very sorry you are going through that my friend. I truly am. My issues are all mental, so I don’t really have an excuse to complain. I hope things improve for you some day, or at least, that they don’t get any worse. We disassociate to protect ourselves. I’m just very sorry you feel that way. When you truly know that there’s nothing anyone can do to help you, it’s the most lonely feeling anyone can ever have, especially, when you cannot help yourself. Good luck my friend, just know that we are eternal, our souls do go on, and this human existence is but a classroom where we learn what it is to be human. Hard lessons indeed, but things will get better. 🙏
I was really expecting to see dementia featured here. I've never had a more intense existential crisis than realizing that even your most important and beloved memories don't necessarily last as long as life.
@@nvmffs Oh nah, I looked _way_ too hard into it. Like the early stages aren't too extremely bad, but once you get into the later stages life becomes a non-stop horror show. Don't honestly know much about amnesia, but dementia is literally brain death. It usually happens pretty slowly - over many years, and the whole time the connections in your brain that make up memory are deteriorating and will eventually completely sever. It's also irreversible and terminal: once you start showing symptoms it's already too late to fix anything; you already have serious brain damage, and it will eventually kill you - tho you won't even know what "you" means by that point... I don't think anything in this world scares me more lol
@@nvmffssorry, but you literally lose concepts that held together your reality. Saying you just have a hard time to access them is not correct in any way
@@GameTornado01 It's kind of the plan ye. I don't wanna know what Stage 5 is actually like ...but then I also really don't like the implication that people suffering through it now would be "better off dead". It's just ...what a hell of a thing to have to experience.
I had a huge existential crisis when my best friend died at 15. I was only a year older than her but I realized that people can die young. I mean I knew it happened but I didn’t think it would ever happen to someone I know or care about. It made me so unstable and scared of everything, arguably to this day
Asuka's fate in NGE gave me an existential crisis when I was 15. The whole idea of doing your best and it not mattering really highlighted how unfair and capricious existence can be.
I rarely hear people talking about Depersonalisation Derealisation in relation to philosophy and existentialism- it makes my heart really warm to be acknowledged in a context like this. I have Depersonalisation Derealisation Disorder, and for me that means I've been in a chronic dreamlike state of unreality for over seven years. It's an incredibly exhausting and relentless way to live, and forces you into a constant existential crisis - it's also criminally underresearched, which leaves little hope for long time sufferers. There were several different existential 'triggers' you posit that I've grappled with, some since childhood. Results in ceaseless intersectional existentialism, I guess - makes the 'crisis' part of existential crisis more complex to deescalate. I really enjoyed this video - phenomenal work!
I never knew that there was a disorder involving depersonalisation. I have been looking into it and feel like it really resonates with what I have expereinced throughout my life. Since a child I have felt confused with reality. I have always felt so depressed and unable to feel like I am truly alive. I truly feel as though I have always been in the background of my life, never really taking anything in. Just so much distance from not only the others around me but also myself. It is an incredibly lonely feeling. I do not feel human most of the time because of it. More research should be done involving this disorder for all the people who struggle with it. I hope things get better for you.
Ive only had to deal with this on 2 different occasions for about 3 days each time and I truly feel for you. It was a very uncomfortable experience to say the least.
The best thing about your comment is that it shows that I'm not alone. I'm glad that I can at least say others are going through this too. My crisis has been going on for less than a year, but I don't think its ending anytime soon. Stay safe and look out for yourselves, it helps me to know kindred souls are out there.
same, I suffer from the disorder too. and its always a huge string of existential crisis. cause its sometimes feeling like you aren't real, then maybe the people around you aren't real, or that you don't belong in that body or feeling like you are living in a dream. it's an exhausting way of living.
the way he reads the script as if it’s his first time reading it, mispronounces words he supposedly wrote, and the overall robotic nature of the script makes me think he just plugged each topic into chat GPT 💀
I use ChatGPT a lot and this script is definitely written by AI. Some signs of it are the ones you mentioned, but also look at the amount of adjectives and adverbs and the way each entry to the iceberg is divided in a few parts - some introduction, the main idea and empty soulless conclusion that doesn't contain anything "it is definitely an important and dangerous factor to the human mind" and things like it. I bet it wasn't written by a human
This would all be well and good but when he gets to topics with no script he just says “yeah that’s just what it is guys crazy huh” like at least attempt to speak on some examples or situations related to the topic 🤦♂️
I remember being 6yrs old and realised my parents and siblings would die one day, I hid in the closet and cried, my mum found me and I cried at my mum to not die, now I'm 22 and soon to have no parents.. sleeping next to my mum at hospital. Please cherish your loved ones everyday and spend more time with your parents, if they took the time to raise you well and look after you, you can also take the time to care for them when they are sick ❤
Hey I hope your ma is still ok and you are also ok, sometimes we need to be strong though we know that one day our ma and dad will die.I lost my dad when I was 3 and a half and I never cried for him and cared for him because I never got to know him because i didn't even had emotions back then
Had my first existential crisis around 10-12 years old. Consciousness is my main culprit. It even made me dizzy and hyperventilate several times. Felt like I unlocked something deep in my mind that I should've never get near at.
I overdosed on heroin and experienced a near death experience a few years ago. I saw everyone in my life standing around me telling me how ashamed they were in me. It helped me get clean and now I've been clean 4 years.
One of my first ever memories was basically existential. My cat had ran away to the neighbors and my mom refused to get him fixed. I must have been under age 5... i remember just seeing my cat across the yard and saying "why cant we go get him?" And my mom said "he would be over here if he wanted to." Immediate depression and "why do i even exist then."
I've never really had an existential crisis per se, but back in August 11th and 12 I had an existential moment where I was in a hotel and I was looking down at the city lights and traffic and I thought to myself "it's crazy to think that there are so many people and they all have their own lives" and I just thought to myself about life and how life can be so short, but you can have the most beautiful moments
Had my existential crisis at 5 or so. Watching the Iron Giant and hearing Hogarth explain death scared me, so i asked my mom about death and she further explained. I then cried my eyes out hugging her and said how i didnt want her along with all those i love go and be gone forever.
I remember having my one of my first major existential crisis at around the age of 9. I was reading a science book on my living room couch one day and came across a section detailing the concepts of red and blue giants; this terrified me because in my mind that would mean that eventually, the sun would “explode” and kill every living being on Earth. I thought that even if we somehow found a way to live on Mars we’d still die because the book stated that death of the sun would cause an “explosion” so large that it would be able to destroy Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, and even Jupiter. I was struck with fear and grief for several weeks because my mind kept reminding me that eventually, all life as I knew it would come to an end and nothing alive would be able to exist anymore. It didn’t matter to me that the book stated that it would take billions of years for the sun to start dying, I cried every almost every night during those weeks thinking about the people and animals in those billions of years having to one day witness the star that provided them light every morning explode and destroy the Earth as they realize that all life in existence would go extinct.
Learning that blackholes were in fact a real thing when I was a kid, rather than a fictitious obstacle in Super Mario Galaxy, hit me real hard and still kinda freaks me out today when I think about them. If you first heard of an ever-expanding inescapable void in the deepest reaches of outer space, to where not even light could escape them once it reached their event horizon, you’d think it was something conjured up in a Lovecraft story. On the brighter side, with what research I’ve put into the subject over the years, it’s extremely unlikely (if ever) a blackhole’s going to be remotely close (relatively speaking) to us during our lifetimes and many millennia beyond, let alone near an event horizon. Even so, the inevitable heat-death, matter-crumbling or whatever reality-ending scenario’s going to affect everything and everyone simultaneously anyway, so as the old saying goes “we’ll all go together when we go”. The existence of blackholes have made me realise that reality is relative to yourself and whatever situation you’re in, so it’s best to just make the best of what you already have and what you can do.
I get it...if we just dont worry about what isnt affecting us, we can still achieve a good life full of wonder and joy, even if for a moment. I think trying is the fun part. The planning, the waiting, and maybe the payoff, or not. Edit:forgot to mention i used to want to be an astronaut to explore space when i was a little kid. I didnt realize it wasnt a job just anyone could get as a 4 year old, but i wanted to be one so badly to just find out what is the point of it all. Im now not sure if traveling for an infinite amount of time would ever reveal the meaning of it all. I think the meaning now is to be alright with what we have in the moment and searching for a better way to convert the energy.
Your last paragraph!!!! Couldn’t agree more and that is my favorite thing I’ve read in a comment!!! I’m a 33 year old man who’s lead a life that I feel like is book worthy in my own eyes and I’ve experienced a lot of things that have caused me to have an existential crisis. But I’m a astronomy student and that’s what I tend to think about most often…. And black holes and heat death routinely give me panic attacks haha.
and the realization that even the universe will go someday when there are only blackholes consuming matter around them, devouring even each other when the void has gone cold with the absence of light
Also, black holes are celestial phenomena in the same way stars are--I mean get too close to the Sun and absolutely awful things will happen, and yet the Sun is the very thing that gives us life. It's theorised that planets could also orbit black holes just like stars, and life could well develop there.
I had an existential crisis as a kid regarding dreams and the nature of reality. If dreams can seem real, we really don’t know what this is. I still find the theory that this is essentially a collective dream very interesting.
I'm honestly fucked in the head because of this. My dreams can be hyper realistic, and every time I find a way to know I'm dreaming it doesn't work the next time. I literally could be dreaming right now and there's no way that I'll really know.
Reminder: multiple takes are allowed, as are breaks between items or sections. You don't have to do everything in one take, if you mispronounce words or things, you *can* do a second take.
@@ShayHowardBennett well the reason idk if it's ai is that MF said things that weren't even on screen and mispronounced basic words any decently trained ai probably wouldn't mispronounce
I've always loved videos that talk about existentialism and philosophy, as someone who has have depression for most of my life, I've thought about these topics frequently. It is sad to think about, but it has always fascinated me and gave me a sense of fulfillment doing so. Trying to understand the mysteries of all of creation and the why for it, is a part of why I love being human. We'll never know the true answer to everything, but defining your own reason for life is comforting. Nothing matters isn't always a bad thing.
My existential crisis happened at 6-7 y/o when I saw a documentary about archeology. My father told me that I asked him a very strange question like: "Are we going to be bones in the ground after we die?" Boom, self awareness kicks in and I start to fear death and started to preserve each and every memory of myself by drawing situations from my life in fear of being forgotten.
I still have some of my old drawings. I remember that I had passion for art cuz I wanted ppl from the future to have much clearer image of life. That's how I became an artist.
@@glib_in_spaceYou won't. You have existed for eternity in the form of atoms but have not at the same time. You were born in the universe billions of years prior but they intertwined to braid. If it were not to intersect, then reality would be unstable. Just like you existed a few decades ago, you will exist again and not-again in a rejection of dualistic terminologic classifications.
You should read the book of Micheal Newton called journey of souls. The guy was a hypnotherapist who started doing regression therapies where people allegedly go back to previous lives under hypnosis. Although we of course don't know for certain. Apparently the thousands of clients he had would give similar answers when he asked them to describe what the 'spirit world' in between lives is like
For me I had a existential crisis pretty recently being stuck in the hospital for a really bad motorcycle accident, I almost died like 3 times and just gave such a profound realization of how fragile we are and I am
@@00RoxPink nah, prettt much recovered for the most part, still in physical therapy tho since both my femurs were completely shattered and my left one left my leg a bit 😆
The religion one is big. One of my first and most impactful experiences was being told by my christian camp counselor that it was my fault that my grandpa (died earlier that year) was in hell bc I didn’t tell him about Jesus. This started my addiction to self harm that I struggle to get over everyday still - Christianity really glorifies self flagellation and guilt. I was 11 and I felt it immensely.
As a Christian I am so sorry that people like that spoiled your view of God in that way. I can't even imagine how that would've impacted me as a kid. Often 'christians' don't actually reflect Christ.
Bro I was watching a Backstreet Boys concert on MTV when I was about 10 and for some reason had a crisis about death lol My parents slept with me that night
Dude me too. Probably around the same age, about the fact that someday without being able to help it, I and my parents would die someday and it could be tomorrow and I've been disassociating ever since
I concur...my son went through it and we had a big talk. He has had to be a mini adult (not by me or my family btw)...yet he handles it so well. I knew he was a real special kid when he would have me explain God. I am more...spiritual. Ex-Catholic. He was raised to choose his own adventure. He showed me there are just concepts you learn with life moving at it's normal pace. I learned capture the moments that stick with you to help others. It is a scary world, but follow the road signs it gives you. They are screaming for your attention (think the road less taken the aha moment)
Your content was really great, but I really wish you checked the pronunciation of certain words especially in a video about philosophy. It just adds an extra step to both listen and figure out what word you were trying to use. I mean this is the best way possible btw this is a massive undertaking and involves lots of research and was a great listen :D
I’m 35 and death still doesn’t feel real to me. I’m one of the lucky few who have not had anyone in my immediate family or any close friends pass away. I know it’s a blessing, but I know it’s going to be one of the hardest moments of my life when it does eventually happen.
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time. What if hell is an entity and not a place. What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself. What if there is no way out. What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff. What if it might as well all be a dream. More like a nightmare.
Had my crisis when I was 6 years old. Life is a mystery, same with death, many things we will never know, this is why its good to learn within yourself and being open minded what others have to say
Honestly, same. I remember looking at myself in the mirror and realizing that one day I'm going to pass on. And then questions pertaining to eternity. A lot of ppl seem to gain that consciousness around the ages of 5 to 7 I've noticed 😅
@@Slavic_Snake Its not that rare tbh i had one when reading about the universe and realizing there are tons and tons of km2 of space out there that we will never touch or even see on our lifetime
When I was 15 I went through a major depression which involved me feeling suicidal, angry with the world, feelings of hopelessness and pointless existence. From the ages of 16 and 17 I had become a hard core angry nihilistic rebellious teenager who got involved in risky behaviours and getting involved with bad influences. I got involved with drugs, alcohol, meaningless sexual actions. It was a very rapid decline of my personality and to even 'soul'. This went on and on for a few years when at the age of 22 I overdosed at a party after mixing large amounts of alcohol and cocaine and whatever I could get my hands on. I was immediately rushed to hospital and was pronounced dead for 5 minutes. Let's just say I was not necessarily aware of death, or these 5 minutes. I felt myself almost pulled from my body and I ascended out of my body while looking down on me in a hospital bed and doctors trying to save me. As I went up everything faded to a complete darkness, I'd compare it to a state of being completely awake in a total dark room. In this total darkness I felt this extreme presence surround me, I then saw this glowing white apparition walk towards me. As this figure walked I noticed how light glowed under him, sort of like pointing a torch at the floor and noticing its reflection if that makes sense. As it approached me I felt immense feelings of love and understanding. Eventually this apparition walked up to me with a glowing white face that I could not make out. His hands were out in front of me holding a small cup which looked like it was made in ancient times. He was holding the cup not from the handle, but both hands placed on the top of the cup, I then saw 2 holes through his wrists when I came to the immediate conclusion that before me was Jesus Christ. He had bright blue emotionally expressive eyes, reddish, olive skin, and wavy brown hair which hung just below the collar. He had on a hoodie which was part of this white robe, and a headband of some sort. As he got closer a bucket appeared next to me. I had no desire to speak, it was as if every question I ever had was answered before I even thought of it or spoke of it. Jesus then dipped the cup into this bucket and filled it with water. He then put it to my mouth for me to drink and spoke ''in the name of my father''. As I drank of the cup I felt as if would describe it as if both physical and spirutal enlightenment, wisdom and knowledge was given to me. He then dipped the cup back into the bucket and filled it once more and held it above his head and spoke "in the Son". He again put it to my mouth for me to drink, which then did not taste of water, but of wine. This wine then made everything I felt previously once again. Before finally dipping the cup back into the bucket which became once again water, he poured the cup on my head and spoke ''and of the Holy Spirit''. After all this happened he put his hand on my shoulder and said, ''the knowledge you have sought has been given to you, for this is what is gifted to you by the Father, so that you may dwell in the flesh, not in arrogance or ignorance, but peace.'' I then took notice to that I was not 'flesh' but spirit in which I spoke to him saying ''Of what flesh am I? For my body has faded away." This was not necessarily me speaking from my mouth but from my soul, I didn't speak in words or language but almost I would say emotionnaly telepathically if that makes sense. He then said, "The flesh is given to you again. As a place of this life is not yet prepared for you.'' He then spoke, "into the earth, you must go.'' Immediately I felt sucked into my body before awaking and facing the judgement and humiliation of my family. But this humiliation meant nothing for me, because I understood life and soul on a much more deeper level that is somewhat personal but hard to explain.
@Jess-ci8re Honestly I don't understand the whole 'vision' and I don't know whether I should shrug it off. I am not religous before or after this event. This sense of understanding goes beyond traditional walls of religion. It all felt like in the flesh everything was illusionary.
Amazing NDE right there. Thank you for sharing that. You should consider writing a book, or speaking about it. Plenty of NDE channels out there with some incredible stories!
@ajhproductions2347 I have this acknowledgement of what was given to me was rather a personal lesson, rather than this 'preach what you know' or 'preach the gospel' type of lesson. I was not necessarily transformed to become this spiritual guru or devout Catholic/Christian. I also have a understanding that all church indoctrination and dogma was dismissed. Originally I always believed it was this simple heaven and hell, worship God.. you name it. Rather I have this sense of closure that all religions have their truths. There is a God, but this God is whatever you believe this God to be, Shiva, Allah, Jesus.. you get it. Your true God come down to the 'One God.'. After this experience I explored religion more in depth and stumbled upon a non included Gospel named "The Gospel of Mary''. Like most Gospels it is quite confusing. But Jesus talks of sin simply being non existent in the spirit, rather a fleshly thing that affects the conscience. The feelings of guilt, shame, lust, attachment weigh your physical self down and halt you from becoming this 'truer self'. Way I see it is we live in this flesh, and continue again, we are born into life, and we can never really leave it.
Derealization/depersonalization is such a horrifying thing. I have have spells of it every few months when life gets harder than normal. I never leave my room, barely eat, ignore my hygiene, I just rot in my bed and sleep until I realize two weeks have past. I don’t talk to my family at all and get aggravated if they approach me. My relationship nearly falls apart every time because it doesn’t feel real and I have no feelings for him. Luckily my boyfriend understands this about me as we’ve had very deep talks regarding it and he knows deep down I love him. Not feeling like a person is beyond lonely and just makes you want to escape and die. I’m currently coming out of one of my spells after injuring my back a few weeks ago and losing two pets within two weeks of each other. I’m proud of myself and others for making it through
Yup the closest thing I can describe it to someone else is like your watching a movie but everything is a movie. Also when you walk out of a movie theater that you e been in for a couple hours and everything is like super huge and your very aware and sensitive to everything around you.
I think my first true existential crisis was the realization I can never escape my own mind, can never think as someone else, be someone else. I'm always stuck to these thought patterns, ways of thinking
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time. What if hell is an entity and not a place. What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself. What if there is no way out. What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff. What if it might as well all be a dream. More like a nightmare.
Had quite the experience at 19 on a lot of a certain swirly paper, went through ego death and landed myself in an existential crisis that lasted for 3 months. I had experienced, in the span of 3 hours, more time than I had ever lived by a lot. Every moment lasted an eternity, as I floated mindless through a lonley, dark abyss. I watched every single other being float away from me forever, then lived all of their lives over and over. I broke my perception of reality so that it flipped on its head, and now my entire metaphysics has inverted. It lead me down rabbit holes on theories of conciousness, and I eventually settled on reality being a shared dream of all life, in which one single entity experiences everything. Total reincarnation through all things, man, beast and bacteria alike. I came away from it realising that my life really isn't as bad as it could be, as so many other existances are short and filled with agony. Haven't really gotten out of it but it no longer scares me as much as it used to. Also changed my politics a bit
I've always theorized of an ethics built on this idea of "imagine having to live through every experience of every conciousness that has and will ever exist. How would you live your current life, given this revelation?" So tell me, how have you decided to live your life?
I had my first one at like 9-12, it lasted awhile. I asked a question in sunday school that never got a real answer and it shook me. Everything fell down, heaven, hell, afterlife, life purpose, it all went. As a kid, the realization your life doesn't have a grand purpose or meaning, there probably aren't supernatural beings watching over you, and that nothing happens when you die is scary. I remember crying back to back for days when I was like 10. By the time I was 14, I had gotten over it all almost completely. Whether my life had meaning or not was entirely up to me and what happens to my body doesn't matter since matter cannot be created nor destroyed. I shall return to dust only to be the building blocks of some other construct in this universe. In that way, I shall live! Ofc by 14, the other existential crisis kinda reached a new height, it'd been with me the entire time but it got worse by 14, born in the wrong body. Yeah that eats at you pretty good and just when I came to grips with my mortality, I'd reached the age where, the difference between boys and girls become noticeable and it was almost like a body horror kinda deal for me. I'd be lying if I said I didnt enjoy any element of being a teen boy, I have made really close friends, been on the edge of death and extremes more times than I can count with those friends, and yeah, not having a period is fine. But it was just a sense of going through the motions, that sense of I'm just a girl whos one of the boys, but to them, I just was one of the boys. It was weird because it was so internal that it felt jarring when i was reminded. Oh yeah, i am a boy, or at least, so they say to me...
@@followingthelight3232I’m pretty sure it has to do with “Nothing has purpose so why do anything at all” and the answer of “Because there’s no purpose, you can just make whatever you want up!” Is just a copout Purpose would be something greater than yourself so it wouldn’t really be possible for you to give yourself purpose since you aren’t greater than yourself plus since everything doesn’t have purpose that would also mean that the purpose you tried giving yourself also just…doesn’t have a purpose
@@gabrielsalahi3656The fact that life is meaningless and that nothing happens when you die (fortunately) is exactly what makes every waking moment of your life meaningful. Except for the bad moments of course whatever it may be.
@@spacetofu19 I literally just addressed this What is the meaning in you trying to give yourself meaning. You’re assuming a purposeless object and give itself purpose What does your so called “purpose” mean during your lifetime and especially after you die? Nothing Saying you can give yourself purpose despite being a purposeless being is a copout
@@gabrielsalahi3656there is no meaning in giving urself meaning. People just do. And it dont matter anyways people can do what they want not like it matters. As long as theyre happy who cares if theres purpose in it or not. And whos to say u cant assign meaning to urself? Meaning and purpose are pretty much man made concepts after all. The universe is crazy and just does shit we assign meaning to things. Like how we assign meaning to the axe to cut trees we can assign meaning to ourselves too. Neither means anything in the end but thats not why the purpose is assigned. The purpose one assigns oneself means something to them while they feel and give it and there isnt anything anyone can do about that bc that purpose is only relevant to the one assigning it in the first place. Doesnt make their existence special in the universe or anyone else just makes life more enjoyable and special to them.
My biggest existential crisis was persistent distrust of any thought habits that make me feel good. Always thinking to myself "what's really there to stop this from going away? everything else of value I've ever had has been cut off from me."
i had my first existential crisis at four. i was about to go to bed but began thinking “what if God isn’t real?” then began thinking of other afterlifes but always came back to nothingness. im 16 now and still a Christian, but i have crises often enough to the point my therapist recommend that i dont be alone because when im alone, i always end up thinking of death. ive even gained a fear of time passing and death to the point that whenever im doing something, i always tell myself i could be doing something better so my life is actually worth living.
I remember one of the worst existencial crises I ever had was at 6-7 years old, when I noticed that reality was all there is, and if I didn’t exist, I wouldn’t feel anything. The feeling that instilled on me was of deep dread, and I never want to feel that again.
When my father died it made death real for me at the ripe age of 17. I then asked the question “is never existing before the same sensation of existing and then dying?”. Typically, nowadays, I try not to get too deep into this thought process and use humor to make me feel better lol it’s obviously only slightly effective. Thanks for making a great video and to everyone who shared their stories! ❤
@thedudecalledalan9095 I say post death experience is almost 100% certain to happen. The fact that literally anything exists, proves that there is something else that we simply don't know about. Think about a cat, now think about that cat watching you read a book. The cat has absolutely no clue what your doing, it's so advanced to them that they couldn't even begin to figure out exactly what your doing. It's because their brains just aren't smart enough. Now think about humans, the thought of death stumps us so much, we are in the same situation as the cat. It's so confusing, but we know it exists. The cat knows the book exists, but doesn't know what it is. We know that death exists, but we don't know what happens after. Think about the cat scenario again. We know what the book is because we are smarter, so we have an understanding of the concept, but the cat doesn't. With death, we are just like the cat. It's such a crazy thought we can't wrap our heads around it at all, but what if there is a "book" beyond death? Something else that exists, but that we just can't grasp the knowledge?
@@thedudecalledalan9095i mean, the fact that you were born is slim to begin with. Why it cannot happen again? Energy cannot be destroyed, but it can be transformed into something else. Who knows what happens with energy that carries our consciousness
It may be who knows, but one thing for sure is that the subjective impact you made meant something at some point, that’s all that anything really needs
@@Roseincolor better about what? i did it because it might make the presenter think twice about how they present their work and put some effort into it before publishing some stuff
@@Roseincolor He's not rude, this in fact sounds like a kid reading a project for school, that's what comment section is for, to point things like this out
Your videos are getting exponentially better with each one. Less stuttering and mistakes, and a great flow. Keep up the great work, dude, I can’t wait for the next one!
lol there were def a lot of mispronunciations but it was still a hella good video. i hope he gets even better and double checks words before speaking them and gets his statements out better bc they are hella well written and would come off 10x better with some better articulation and being more expressive forsure! (better than i could do just my 2 cents lol)
I still remember the horrible feeling I had, that basically took over my life for an extended amount of time when I was 8 years old. Although I knew what death was, I had never put so much thought into the fact there's nothing, like literally nothing once you die. It was way too much for my young brain to come to terms with and I just felt sick for so long
I know the feeling your describing, I have had it really bad on and off since I was 7 and now I'm 17. I hope that one day I just won't care about death
I remember at 5 when I became aware of "wars" and "peace", I got freaked out because I realised nothing would actually prevent it if a war broke out right then. Before that, I always thought of "peace" as the default setting of the world. And it kinda took me days to stop staring at the ceiling, anticipating the possibility of a bomb being dropped on my roof. Of course that was super silly since it was not like a war could just suddenly happen out of nowhere, but the thought itself profoundly changed the way I perceived my reality and anything else - that nothing would stay the same as it used to be at the time.
This tier list is tame. I have discovered probably the scariest and most depressing existential crisis which is the idea that we live in a perpetual hell. The idea works off the premise that there is vastly more suffering than there is pleasure/enjoyment. Most people in this world deal with more struggles than rewards and many live out their lives in misery, depression, disease or torture. Any good we experience is peanuts compared to all the bad things that can happen to us merely for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. This theory also makes the assumption that death is a temporary state and you eventually respawn in someway. It hinges on the idea that death is not the end, because you were dead before being born which is proof that life starts from dead things becoming alive. You did not will yourself into existence, the laws of physics did and there is nothing that says it cant nor wont happen again and everytime it does happen your chances of living in a worse life than the previous one is more likely. It essentially boils down to life happening over and over in a world that is mostly pain and suffering and there is nothing you can do to stop it and just take it forever and ever. I also want to add the idea that we have no free will making us essentially robots just along for the ride, good or bad. That is pretty depressing as well.
15:21 I find this one quite beautiful. Even if those stars are no longer with us, they still have lasting beauty that's effects are still active. It's just so poetic and a reminder that we as humans, even after we pass, have an impact that at least one person will remember. It's comforting in a way.
My brother gave me my first existential crisis when I was 5. We were watching a nightmare before Christmas for the first time I could remember and I asked if that was what really happened when you died (the skeleton) and he looked me dead in the eyes and said “No when you die there’s nothing” and I ran crying to my mother. To this day I have never been able to watch a nightmare before Christmas because it reminds me of the feeling of dread the moment I tried to imagine absolute nothingness
I’m sorry, I don’t like to get in someone else’s business, but that was a very fu**ed up thing for your brother to say, especially to a five year old. I know I was pretty cruel to my sisters at times, and I still haven’t forgiven myself for that. I used to feel that way, that we just become worm food, and there’s literally zero comfort in believing that. You feel smarter than others for it, but when you get older and more mature, you realize that just isn’t true. That is arrogance and ego speaking, not your higher self. We are eternal, whether we believe it or not!
I had a huge existential crisis era about 3 years ago, i remember watching space videos about how small our world is and that had awakened something in me i never had thought of or felt, i felt so small, so helpless, so afraid yet fascinated thinking of how meaningless it all is and how small we are yet we make things seem as they are so important. I then fell into a depression state and even suicidal afterwards. It was such a hard yet eye opening era for me
For a large part of my life I’ve always lived with a nihilistic mindset, it’s never been particularly depressing to me but I’m constantly reminded that nothing holds any inherent value
Realizing my childhood was falling away in eighth grade forced me to really deeply consider my life, and realizing how it was wasted led to 3 years of unending self-loathing and suicidal ideation. I ultimately crawled out of that pit after taking SSRIs for about a year, which brought me to a place where I could be convinced that there was something to make life worth it by reading the works of theologians like C.S. Lewis and listening to the lectures of UA-cam educators and philosophers, primarily Jordan Peterson in his earlier work. The daily grind is still a struggle and I sometimes still slip into that mindset of "suicide is the ultimate solution". I probably need to give therapy another try, but my current state is indescribably better than the infinite despair I used to face.
I feel like you’re narrating like an essay where you have to read it in school which no one wants to do, granted doing something like this helps others to better understands themselves. Kudos ❤
reading a chatGPT essay. But I guess at least it's a person reading it rather than that grindingly annoying text to speech voice these videos usually use. But yeah he mispronounces a lot of words and sounds like he's reading which makes it harder to listen.
I'm really afraid of death and if after dying, there is just a void, with losing all your memories and entire consciousness. This got way worse, when I developed anxiety and panic attacks two years ago, with every time I suddenly get panic attacks and thinking I will die any moment, thinking more and deeper about the topic of losing consciousness again. Then on top of that is the fears surrounding death, like that we are all going to die and there is nothing to do about it, that death can happen at any moment to us and that time flies by so fast and you get older and older, having the fear on missing out on something (like I struggling to do more for my dream, planning since 2018 to travel with my father to Italy, not being able to go on holidays this year etc). Then there is also the hopelessness in humanity and society, seeing how it seems to get worse and worse. There are so many deranged and bad people out there, that seem to live their life in happiness, because they just don't care, while really great and good hearted people suffer most of the time. The fact that life itself is so unfair. The fact that I tried so many years in my life to connect with people and building friendships, but just ending up isolating myself, because these people treated my like trash and in conflicts, I was always the bad guy and in the wrong, even tho they most of the time were. Keeping it in with the topic, I had so many experiences with atheists (me being agnostic) that were so toxic and annyoing, telling me that their world views are the right ones and proven by science, not accepting other world views. What's most shocking about it is that many other people thought this was totally okay to act like to people with other views or believes, telling me I was wrong for critisising this behaviour, even tho I was the most reasonable one, with accepting other people's opinions, while they don't. This just made my lose my words entirely and not getting into my head, how many people could be like that and team up against me together. They are toxic, hypocritical and intolerant, but they just can't see it, thinking it's totally polite to act that way. Like I said, I'm agnostic, because for me personally, it's the best world view you can have, because you just don't take one side and think everything could be possible but also critisising the other sides politely. But it's also because I'm unsure myself and can't fully take one side, because I would be more unhappy with atheistic or theistic world views. The first sounds to depressing and to simple, while the latter sounds too complex and just too good to be true. It's better to be open minded and seeing both possibilites like I said, because you can't know all the truth in existence, but then, this agnostic world view also doesn't make me happy and fullfilled. Because I'm becoming more and more nihilistic and giving up on my dreams, because sometimes I think to myself "What if it's really like that? That we die and don't exist anymore. We will lose everything we have accomplished and enjoyed in life, so why living in the first place? What was the reason for all that?" or "What if God really exists? What if he really is like in some religions that he will punish me in hell for not believing in him? I'm scared of suffering after my death for all eternity but being strictly religious would be also a even worse life, because you have to life like that and being restricted, not being able to do many funny things". Then there is also the fact that I don't trust anyone anymore and think negative about most people, because of how most are toxic and disgusting, thinking if it really has a purpose to try to live in this world with so many unfair and bad things going on, because it's in our nature to be with other people, but then you isolate yourself because you're just disappointed by most people, what makes you even more depressed. There are many things I experienced that I just can't wrap my head around and don't think they could have been coincidences, because they are just happen so regularly and so fittingly, that it somewhat moves my day routine in a good or bad direction. It can get both ways. Or things I can't explain with science, like thinking about something and exactly this being brought up by a person later this day or seeing it in a random video that didn't even had this topic (it even happened now with this video, because today I had experiences with bad atheists again and then this popped up in my recom) or the sun shining on my dog's grave after we decorated it and there being trees were the sun never could've shine on. It's things like that, that just leave a little shred of hope in my, hoping that their is a higher power and purpose, because otherwise, life would be so meaningless and depressing....
I used too think about this shit everyday but I came to a realization . Ain’t no amount of worrying in the world that’s gonna change the final outcome my G . I feel blessed every time I wake up in the morning cause not everyone is blessed with that luxury , ontop of that how can this reality spawn your sense of self ? Nd what’s stopping it from spawning it again?? Next time you worried about death and feel anxiety take a quick deep breath and truly with your heart ask yourself if you deserve to be feeling bad on YOUR journey when you can be big chilling 💯💯
I take comfort in the fact that, nothing ever really dies it just changes form. When I die, this form I currently inhabit will become sustainance for untold billions of bacteria and bugs. Those things join in the ecosystem,as do the nutrients within my bones and hair. I become a part of a tree, I become the reason a bird can lay eggs, I become the rain. These things themselves go on to propegate more and more life that exists all around us. The person I was lives on through my contributions to the world. The great example I make of how not to create music, the love and kindness I try to provide to everyone everyday, the material effects of my jobs on the world.
Imagine if you are granted one wish: To be an immortal. Do you take it? Think about this, it might be the most important decision you make. You could choose immortality and live forever, through a brief glimpse of the universe, you live through prosperity an d suffering, unimaginable happiness and unimaginable torture. Most of your life will be alone, floating through the empty universe alone, with all of your loved ones dead. If you don't choose to become immortal, you might be taken in to heaven or hell, you may be endlessly reincarnated, or suffer an even worse fate. You may be transported to an endless void, making your choice practically useless, because either way, you float through out a void for an eternity. Or if you are trapped in your body, buried alive, and bored and in pain, because you will feel yourself decompose, and live to see the sun eat the earth and burn you, not exactly alive. Think about it one more time? Do you want to be immortal?
Dont be scared of death.. I’m going to tell you something that happened to me, that actually woke me up spiritually. I was pregnant with my son in 2014, and when I was about 7 months along I had a dream that I was giving birth to him and I bled to death. Woke up freaking out bc it felt so so real. In reality when the time came to have him, after he came out I started hemorrhaging so badly that they called a code blue on me and i ended up in the ICU needed 7 blood transfusions and 4 bags of plasma. It a lot of blood! There’s no way that there is nothing after death, no way. I often wonder if we all keep repeating our same lives until we “get it right” and then we go to our creator.. Idk 🤷🏻♀️. But for me to see in my dream something that was in the future and then that happens, well..
@@krystalgardiner5591 That's amazing! Not that something like this happened to you, that you nearly died, but that you had a vision that came true. I also actually had a vision a few days ago after waking up from a dream and everything was colorful and peaceful but that's about it. However, when I woke up, I couldn't really move at first but felt like I was transending and felt so relieved and good. Btw that's also a theory that came into my mind and was very plausible to me, that we just keep getting living our same lives. That would also explain deja vus, that I personally, had many times in my life, even a few days in a row, what was really crazy and scary to me.
Ever since I was a young child, and I’ll try to properly convey this thought, I’ve always wondered if what I’m perceiving is how things really are. Like, when i see myself as calmly talking to my sisters about why the grass is green, what if what is really happening, is im running naked through the streets, people are trying to calm me down, and I think im fine because I think im just….speaking to my sisters about the grass. It’s too hard to explain really. I’ve never really tried to convey that idea to anyone. Im just using an example to try to put it into words others might understand. Who knows, im reading my comment this particular way, but what if im really telling everyone how much I hate the world, and I just perceive myself as attempting to be logical? Honestly, I don’t like to think about this kind of thing too much, but suffice it to say that I rarely leave the house these days. I rarely take phone calls or even respond to texts. Sometimes, it’s easier to just send a thought out to a bunch of strangers and see what happens. Less to lose that way. I have to wonder though, if anyone else ever has that thought about reality being different for each and every person, and having absolutely no way of knowing that, because we all live in our own individual worlds. I also remember noticing what is now called the Mandela effect. I remember noticing that they changed the name from Barenstein Bears to Barenstain Bears, some time in the early 1990’s, and wondering why they suddenly changed it. I also couldn’t figure out why all of the books we already had, suddenly had the name changed as well. It was a fleeting thought and I didn’t dwell on it, because, what if that was just my warped perception of it? Maybe I’m just remembering it that way, to protect myself from noticing so many glitches in the matrix? If anyone actually makes it though this comment, thank you for actually reading what I have to say. I know how crazy it all must sound.
I understand what you are saying. In a sense reality is different for every person because everyone's life experience and understanding is unique to their own lives. I like to think of it as a single life experienced from many different perspectives, deep down all humans share the same mind but different personalities based on their own life. The less importance I put on my little piece of the experience the more free I feel because I'm not caged up in my own mind. If you are experiencing speaking to your sisters about grass then that is reality for you, no reason to suffer your imagination about things that are not actually happening. All we can do is try our best which will be imperfect but such is the case for every human. Your experience of social anxiety is not unique to you it is a part of every person, you will be able to grow out of it. Your insecurities are illusions that will be dispelled when you cease feeding into them with your thoughts. You are lovable like every other human, share your love with others and it will come back to you. Your heart is good, just live your life without overthinking it and be humble so when inevitably you do make a mistake you can apologize and move on and become even greater instead of fear stopping you from living. Hope this helps. ✌❤
Not crazy at all you make perfect sense. You should def try and be vulnerable and express yourself to a person you trust. You’d be surprised how open minded some people can be. I genuinely appreciate you taking your time to write your thoughts out and share
I had an existential crisis dealing with that Mandela effect when I was younger . I was like 5 so this was 31 years ago now and remember sitting on the floor while mom was watching tv staring at the cover of one of those little Bernstein books and suddenly everything started shaking violently and every molecule blew way like sand in a breeze and the whole world was standing before what I assume was God crying and freaking out and were were like being counted... then suddenly our world appeared again and the books title changed before my eyes read Bernstain bears . I looked at my mom who looked like she was in a trance and asked what was going on and she like zapped out of it and acted like nothing has happened and I said look at the book and she was like yea so what like she didn't even know or remember what happened I kept trying to tell her what I saw and how the book changed and how she was like just in a coma and and acting strange after like nothing happened and she just got annoyed and just refused to believe me or even acknowledge how she was staring and how she acted and kept saying I was imagining things and that she didn't even rember staring or what she said or how she acted so I dropped it but it's always bugged me and no one believes me when I used to tell people about it so I just quit talking about until literally just now
I definitely have had those same thoughts. Or if in someone else's reality I am every stranger in it. Or if in some reality I'm you and you're me. I think maybe there are multiple similar simultaneous occurring dimensions. Maybe it somehow is how God has control. I don't know. But I wonder if something man is doing caused the mandella effect. I went to christian school as a kid and we used king James Bibles. And I suddenly saw the mandela effect right from the very first verse genesis 1:1 "in the beginning God created the heaven(s) [plural is how I memorized it] and the earth." Now it's singular and always was. I dunno. Life is weird. Especially once you wake up to the spiritual things you didn't see at first. Noticing music lyrics were spiritual and slowly learning to decipher them and realizing most are about losing your connection with God is something that utterly changed my whole life. I rambled but thanks for the post.
@@dancash5353if you're being serious that is so so so wild. I think it's something man did he shouldn't have. Maybe trying to break souls out of hell. Who knows but something serious had to be the cause.
had the worst existential crisis while shopping at the market, stopped for a second thinking that if i died id be in an endless void of nothingness forever for eternity, while this isnt certain it scared the living life out of me and my anxiety spiked the most at that moment, i still have moments like this sometimes but on different topics about our life.
I had my first existential crisis at 12 years old when my dad died. Though I hardly saw him in my life because he wasn’t a full US citizen, he was my hero and did everything he could to make every visit memorable and happy. He was the only person in the world I fully trusted as a friend who truly understood me during a time I was being bullied by EVERYONE for being autistic, several relatives included. Never had I felt more alone and lost after that day.
my dad died in August of last year. Mine wasn't around much either but he was there when he needed to be. Had something similar to you when he died, everything just kinda, stopped for me. Even if he was shitty and never around, I still feel somewhat empty without him.
I find it fascinating that we, as a species, don't know everything there is to know. In fact, we don't even know all of the questions to ask, and how little we actually know of right now is pretty daunting. We're just here trying to figure this shit out together, and we're made to feel like there's an answer to everything that someone somewhere knows, but that couldn't be further from the truth.
Couldn't have said it better. There will always be questions that will be left unanswered, maybe that's how it's supposed to be. All we can do is live the lives we were given and focus on what matters to us.
I’ll be honest i’m pretty young and i’ve heard nihilism and nihilistic choices being thrown around in reading things and it’s crazy how i’ve felt nihilistic since i was 9 from introduction of religion and still do 6 years later these videos are pretty good appreciate the way you display the concepts made sense and actually made me feel related to a lot more than i would’ve thought
My existential crisis is happening right this second because the non-word "crisises" is said ten thousand times in this video and it's supposed to be "crises".
My first existential crisis was being worried at the fact that everything and everyone will die. I worry that people I love will be gone and everything will eventually be for nothing.
Really what nobody tells you is that existential crisis isn't reserved only for adults. From the ages of 7 to 9, I was petrified of death, not knowing what it feels like, what goes on after that. I still don't dwell on it a lot, because I enter that headspace. I don't think anyone realised it was an existential crisis, because outside of my immediate family no one really knew. I was embarrassed that I was sleeping with my mom at 9 years old. I used to be obsessed with the idea of creating a potion of eternal youth, so I would live forever. I still don't know why that happened and if I was just starting to understand death and mortality, but seeing that other people have experienced it gives me peace of mind somehow.
The scariest existential crisis I’ve ever had came when I was completely sober and relaxing in my bed… I was working on 3D art as a hobby, and realized that everything was geometry connected by vertices, edges, and faces overlayed with a texture. Made me freak out that I was in a simulation. It doesnt help that I have visual snow (static vision) either, because all of the RGB dots in my vision could just be pixels.😳
I developed visual snow after an ego death at a young age and have been viewing the world as pixels for 3 decades now. I've always thought of it as me seeing a deeper, more subtle layer of reality.
Happened when I was very stoned playing r6 it was like I was ultra aware of all the geometry in the game and in real life its weird but I did feel like I play better around cover now like I lvled up my understanding of reality if that makes sense
I have an extensional crisis every few months lol, I’ll often be talking to family or a friend to then suddenly get struck with how I know this person and understand the sounds coming from their mouth and how I have all these memories from my childhood and then suddenly I snap back, it scares me every time man
Thinking about myself just gives me an existential crisis, if you think about how are you interacting with things and thinking about them. You move your arm and you have no idea how or why this happens it just happens subconsciously, your mind is constantly processing and memorizing things around you, from the things you learn to the people you know, you may have to conscious consider it at first but after some time it subconsciously happens. This really helps me to revaluate what I know and continue to learn.
Yess I don’t know if this is also part of what you were talking about but the simple fact of being me is bringing me in this sort of hypnosis or perpetual thinking. I don’t really know how to describe it but once you start thinking consciously about how YOU’RE the one experiencing things and how everything up till now was YOUR perspective it becomes really weird. Your first sentence described really well part of what I’m trying to say.
I experienced existential crisis at the ripe age of 12, this was due to my self identity crisis that rooted from my OCD, however, it strangely calmed me, knowing that I dint matter, everything that I love hate and know will all come to an end, death, the most major thing that we can do in our lives insignificant and would be forgotten or go unnoticed to almost everybody else. So through that I got into philosophy and nihilism, I would often lay in my bed just still and thinking about the absurdity and the tragic reality of all forms of life, I recognized that death was pain, death was ugly, yet death was beauty, death was peace. I still indulge myself in philosophy both in my own and others, it brings me a sort of melancholic sadistic joy In a way, to know the horrors of this life, yet the acknowledgment that we still must, want to live it anyway. Deep down, a small part of our soul wants to live, it must live, it is programmed to, to avoid the biggest failure of mankind, failure to live, death.Our body betrays us, it’s survival instincts, our soul too, it’s inexplicable yearning to live. Soul and body betray the mind, mind betrays the body and soul. I have betrayed myself, I am betraying myself, and I will always betray myself. This sort of crisis is one that I experience frequently, but I continue to indulge in it, for it brings me joy. When I get anxious or sad about this I paradoxically use more of these thoughts to calm me, if I’m freaking out over death, I simply tell humor myself a fool, for this is human nature to fear death, yet so foolish to do so for it is inevitable and it is what brings beauty into this world. So this is basically just a rant but perhaps someone can take away something useful from this but just remember “Don’t take life too seriously, no one makes it out alive” in within it of itself it can help soothe your anxiety about death.
yeah, i came out of a cult when i was 19. i actually completely understood that i was going to be friendless for a long time. i had 1 friend who i would see face-to-face about once a month and that was it for over a year. and honestly, it wasn't all that bad. i was isolated but i didn't feel all that lonely. I sorta romanticize that time.
I've always been an existential person since i was a kid. i questioned why things were the way they were, the school system, i struggled with religion very young often battling fear based faith versus true faith, etc. Later on as a late teenager i attempted suic1d3 twice, even ended up in the hospital for it and my existentialism expanded so much more after survivng wondering if i didnt die bc i havent fulfilled my purpose and just questioning fkn everything. idk. life is weird.
I always find it so fascinating why a living being is even allowed to think itself to death. Like why are we capable of ending our own life? Why are we even able to think this way? All I know is that I was assigned by something, whether it be nature/the universe or God, to live and also assigned to die.
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time. What if hell is an entity and not a place. What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself. What if there is no way out. What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff. What if it might as well all be a dream. More like a nightmare.
Thank you for making this. This has been a major problem ever since I was a child all the way up until now. It has been an uncomfortable experience, so thank you for going into depth on the causes of these beliefs for others.
The script being written by ChatGPT adds a whole new layer to the concept of questioning whether or not the things presented to us in life are reality, lol
Listening to this made me feel like I was in high school while the class has to popcorn read and that kid with subpar reading comprehension skills is reading.
I've lived in existential dread off and on all my life. Sometimes for years straight (currently in a crisis). I've contemplated all things on this iceberg many times, and have experienced all the things listed here. Raised in religion, now atheist, attempts at suicide, NDE's, Derealization/Depersonalization, Ego death (many from drug experiences). On my best days, I feel like I'm just waiting to die, and feel pains in my chest, suffer night terrors and waking to find myself in sleep paralysis. Then feel myself fall out of my body and have to lash out to catch myself from falling into a void. Ego death was the most terrifying thing ever, because the ego is the single foundation that connects you to any normal perception of reality. Without that you lose who and what you are, and are pure experience in all its un-filtered fury. Id rather be real dead than that. Sorry, just needed a place to vent about the suffering. I know I'm not alone, so felt inclined to share.
thank you for this. after months of obsessive reddit-searching about ego death trying to understand how i felt everyone was always talking about how ego death is love and bliss or whatever, but it just isn't for some people. brought me to the conclusion that pure experience might be all we are after death, that pure experience never ends, and that was one of the most horrifying thoughts i've ever had. that thought explained why i felt so tired in my soul, but i remind myself that experiencing trauma in this life was probably the true cause of that tiredness. it helps to remind myself that these feelings aren't reality and what i experienced was drug-induced, but also to hear that other people experienced the same absolute terror/horror that i did. i agree, i'd rather be real-dead than that. gotta keep saying other people are real and solipsism is a soul-trap, and not to let myself fall down those thought loops again. in the mean time, i find as much solace as i can in painting my ego in bright, brilliant, and dark, depressing colors, hoping someone else will see a little bit of my soul in my self-expression. that's all i can hope for. i hope your recovery from that experience is going well. it's a long and arduous journey but it gets easier every day. much love
My mother died from cancer. Needless to say I've had more existential crises than I can remember. 22 years old, I really don't have them now a days unless I'm really stoned and anxious at the same time. I used to have them every night as a kid, I'd cry every morning bc I'd be sad and sleep deprived. Man life is rough sometimes
Sorry to hear about that man, but thanks for sharing your story. I hope things get better for you, if your just stopping by the channel or staying for a while, welcome to the community, and I hope all gets better ❤️
I remember having one when i was just 4 years old. I tried so hard to imagine what it would look and feel like if i was never born. Just trying to replicate a feeling of non existence and in some cases it seemed like i was succeeding at imagining it to the point where i would feel a deep void inside of me. Kind of like a sense of anxiety but intrigue. I have no idea why my 4 year old me was trying to achieve that but that feeling has always stuck with me. Now i feel numb to the idea of not existing or that anything in my life would matter in a cosmic scale (not suicidal btw)
I had ego death, NDE, tried to end myself 7 times... but the existential crisis that im always stuck in thinking is the one that nothing of this really exist (i mean, it kind exists but dont exist at the same time. Its hard to explain) and i really died in my first attempt (and in all the other ones, also, i think i died countless times). I already saw heaven, hell, "the light" as they say, a endless black void and everything they describe as what happens after death... i think that our mind may be shifted to a similar universe when we die... our mind go to a universe that somehow we survived. I also think that this cicle keeps going until you accept the death and reeincarnate or overcome all of this and become "something else", the part of one only thing.
There is also the existential crisis of knowing that we are made of flesh and blood, we are weak, fragile, vulnerable, anything can kill us, we can be victims of accidents, the suffering of certain deaths, the injustices of dying, the cruelty with which some people leave and see that humans are chaotic by nature and do not hesitate to kill and commit atrocities (usually by seeing gore, seeing someone die or experiencing an accident)
I had existential crises starting from 5 year old but after more than 12 years ,I have searched for meaning in books, religion and spirituality my existential crises was cured by science now I understand that we are not created we never died we were always here but in different forms
I remember the first time I fully conceptualised death when I was five or six. Not existing, not being able to perceive anything, for all eternity really freaked me out I remember crying to my mum about it and she asked me if I remember what it was like before I was born, if it was painful or negative obviously I said no which brought some level of comfort at the time. It doesn’t really now though
Same. I cried for months starting at bedtime and slept in my parents room. This was right around preschool. Being separated from my mom for eternity gave me my first episode of depression. It lasted several months.
I had an existential crisis in high school after watching a documentary or UA-cam video or something that put forward the idea that nothing really exists outside of our brains, at least not in the way we perceive it. That the universe is basically static that our sensory organs translate into something we can comprehend, but its not the true nature of any of it. It's like code that our brains interpret. Exactly how true that is, I don't know at this point, but it threw me through a loop back then and it still messes with my head a little to imagine it.
When I entered high school at around 12 I had a full blown out existential crisis, to the point where I didn’t know why I was living anymore, so why not just die. I was questioning every single thing and thought nothing makes sense. Why is there anything at all. I went to therapy but she didn’t understand the shit I was going through, I think I eventually learned to quiet down and stop asking so much questions. Had a couple derealization episodes trough high school. It just feels like everyone is okay living life on this weird sphere out into the black space, but here I am questioning every single thing
Hey man, excellent engaging content. The quality is top tier and obviously not thrown together. My only recommendation (and this is being nit-picky) would be to work on your speech and pronunciation of bigger words as it would give a better flow to your dialogue. Again, awesome video!
My first existential crisis happened to me when I was about six or seven when I couldn't comprehend what would happen after the universe ends, which brought up what happens after you die, which brought up what I would do with my mother passed, and just was a spiral from there
My entire life is an "Existential crisis" started at 7 when I withnessed a Homicide at my school bus stop. Now, years later it gets reenforced, I lost my dad, all my close friends, my youngest sister, my cat, and all my grandparents. It I always feel like each breath I take is closer to my last and it hits harder each year. More reason to be in the moment, to enjoy every second, appreciate the moments I share with everyone I love. Idk if there is an afterlife or not and don't really care, I'll cross the bridge when I get there...until cheers to the moment.
One of my very first bad existential crisis was when I was in like 6th grade and I thought about how when you die it could possibly just be nothing at all. And that thought left me shaken with the biggest void and scare I’ve ever felt before
I think I have met a God/godess/spirit and it really freaked me out for a day or so. I practice meditation and 4 times a year I do a heavy dose of psychedelics, about 6 months ago now (I think) is when this happened. I was meditating and getting clearer pictures in my minds eye (mental images basically, like if you think of what an apple looks like) when I got the overwhelming sensation that I wasn't alone, looking around no one had actually entered the room so I just went back to what I was doing. 20 minutes or so go by and out of nowhere I get the mpst intense image of a beautiful psychedelic esk woman, it was like she was looking right at me in my minds eye and she/they/whatever looked/seemed surprised when we made "eye contact" as if they weren't suppose to be there (or more likely, I wasn't suppose to be there) then it just went away, no matter how hard I try to "think" of it or remember it's never exactly there. The feeling that someone was there also went away, in a way it was so surprising it knocked the wind out of me. No matter how hard I try I can't recreate the experience. Maybe someday I'll have a better understanding of what happened or be able to see them again
something that I started doing at a very young age is, I stare at the mirror for a while, realizing that I’m actually a living being inside a body that looks like me and not just a thought thats in my head. It usually makes me feel a little dizzy but I did this again a few days ago and it felt like I was about to pass out. I never had this feeling this strong while doing this and it scared me a little bit. It’s very hard to explain but I never heard about this anywhere and I wonder if other people experienced this as well. sorry for my english, but I just had to talk about this.
My first existantial crisis was at 10 years old, I was in Manila (rlly big city in my country). I was staring out the jeep and looking at multiple people in cars and walking around and running and holding each other and walking beside each other- I could go on and on. That clicked with me that everyone, that I will likely never see again except this one second I pass by them on this car, are humans like me full of emotions and web of memories that create who they are today but death will end it all. Death would end this complicated web of a creature, all in just a minute.
Your commentary on “Are all humans really equal?” was put so comprehensively, incredibly profound, and I couldn’t have put it better. This topic is my main shower thought. I do wish you could have talked about the “why are you” topic on tier six also, but great video nonetheless !!
How you die vs when you die; I think it’s better to know when you die. But, both answers can absolutely mentally destroy anyone who’s not prepared. If you know how you die and it’s NOT a natural death, you’ll do everything you can to avoid getting into that situation, spend the rest of your life with an intense phobia of potentially getting into that situation, and maybe even inadvertently causing that situation to occur by trying to avoid it (ie a person who knows they’ll die in a car crash decides to only walk, and ends up being hit by a car as a pedestrian). However if you know when you die, you can at least plan for it and still try to live your life. We have real examples of terminally ill people who end up finishing their bucket list and making amends with their enemies so they can depart feeling fulfilled, sometimes in just a couple of months. (Now that I think about it, they also learn how they’ll die too, so it’s an interesting case study in both options.) Both answers are examples of memetic hazards and require you to have done a lot of soul searching, emotional growth, and personal philosophising before you can safely deal with the information, but knowing when you die at least gives you a timeframe to work within. You can set other goals that aren’t “avoid getting into the situation that will cause my death”. I think I could eventually live semi-comfortably knowing I’ll die in 6 months. I don’t think I could live comfortably at all knowing I’ll die in a wood-chipper accident.
This is the first video ive seen of this feller and I might have unlocked a pet peeve lol. I was having trouble following what he was saying because some of the words said were kind of said in a lazy manner and could have been easilly edited/redone, sometimes the words blended together and didn't hit the proper constanents and vowels to properly form a word I reconized right away and my brain had trouble catching up to what he was saying because I was too busy trying to decipher what exact words he was trying to say. I've found myself speaking lazy in the past and that I wasnt even aware of it until I recorded myself speak. I'm sure I still do it time to time but I am now more aware of it and notice when it happens so when I hear people do it especially on a medium on which can be edited and redone before posting, I get unemersed in what he is trying to say and start to feel very slightly frustrated (which is 100% my problem because I'm most likely projecting my insecurities)... when I speak I need to consiously pronounce what I say to get my point across but maybe he has a speech impediment and has to work on it and or get speech therapy in order to get over that type of hurdle. Although I agree that it is humanizing because mistakes and imperfections happen, it seems unprofessional in the terms of how much work he puts into his videos.
i had my existential crisis starting 8 when my grandma warned me not to touch a wall with ant poison “all your dreams, your aspirations will be for nothing if you touch this wall.” or whatever and it made me think a lot
If I remember correctly I've had two existential crisis when I was in middle school/high school. Where I was watching some game play of dead space 2. I had a fear of which dying alone and nobody finding made me scared of dying alone. My second one started when I was getting ready to graduate from my university. This one involved the world moving fast while I struggled to keep up. Scary times but we all can do our best with this beautiful and chaotic world. Love you y'all and stay safe
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Hey man, just wanted to say I’m proud of how far you’ve come. I remember months back you replied to one of my comments on a different channel and asked me to watch. I don’t think you even had 100 subs yet. But after a lot of work and continuing to put out quality content you have 10k subs and have good view counts. Keep up the good work and good things will keep coming man.
Hey Snook, I like your video and I enjoy your narration however I have some tips when narrating your script.
When you are practicing narration and recording yourself, you could try to slow yourself down and announciate your words better a few times just before you make a final recording. This way, after you record your narration at a faster speed, your words won't come off as mumbley or slurred.
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Someone that makes so much effort into a video and having that little subscribers just does not feel right, you earned a new sub!
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Edit: I started getting replies to a comment I didn't remember leaving. Turns out my cat liked this video but apparently he's not the best with words.
One of my first existential crises was when I was little, I realized you didn’t live out your life and die when you were old, and that you could die at any time. And that scared me so bad
Memento mori; Amor Fati - remember your death, love your fate. Embrace that. I felt the same way. It’s why I have the word “Death” on my body in several places, to always remind me of that. Yes, it’s for the band lol, but it’s also to remind me to…at least try to live life. I know I don’t live it to its fullest potential though, but I feel I do try. But I also know that I’m not a typical person, but then, I don’t think anyone commenting here is a regular average Joe or Jane. I think a lot of us think and feel things a little differently than most, and there’s nothing inherently wrong with that. Just know that we have a soul, and we’re spiritual beings having a human experience, not the other way around. This human existence is but a blink in the grand scheme of things. We are truly eternal.
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My dad always said a meteor could end my life any second 😂😂
I had my existential crisis at 6 years old, apparently being fond of mummies reminds you that someday you'll look like them too
I was NOT fond of mummies
Mind blown
You must have been a very unusual child. I mean that in a good way, you probably have to possess a pretty unique mind to be contemplating the nature of mortality before you lose your baby teeth, even moreso to have an existential crisis while other kids are drinking from water guns and eating worms
why do you talk about existential crises like everyone gets only one lol people who have one are very likely to have several throughout their lives esspecially having one so young. youre pretty much guaranteed to experience it some more. have fun. oh, and youll likely look nowhere near as cool as a mummy when dead
@@justfor8550skeletons are pretty cool too
When I was a kid, I watched Steven Spielberg's War of the Worlds and the concept of a greater, more advanced race destroying all of human civilization was kinda cool at first watch, ngl. A week later, I was helping my dad with gardening and I opted to spray pesticide and something just "clicked" in my head. The same indifference I felt earlier was probably how those martians felt when shooting lasers.
At any moment, something greater then us can just destroy us all with the same indifference I use when using a can of bug spray.
Its one thing to imagine an evil villain taking glee in destruction, its another to kill with the same ease as breathing. THAT hit me harder than any horror movie I've ever watched at that age. My childlike worldview of black and white morality was shattered with the concept of indifferent cruelty. That was my earliest memory of an existential crisis.
Wow dude, I really like that. Very eye opening. Very. Thank you for sharing that perspective. That is incredibly profound. Thank you for getting the gears turning in my head again. That’s a very deep thought. When you think and feel things on that level, life can get pretty difficult. Yesterday, I killed a fly with windex and my fist. I felt very indifferent, er, well, almost angry at it, to be honest. The second I killed it, I had to wonder what exactly I had just killed. It has blood that was red. I hope I didn’t just extinguish some poor reincarnated soul for my own convenience/benefit.
@@ajhproductions2347That’s why when I find spiders in my house, and insects like grasshoppers, I use Tupperware containers to catch them and release them.
We consider them to be bothersome pests, but it’s not like they go out of their way to bother us, they’re just existing in the world like us, struggling to survive, doing their best to get by.
The only reason they’d ever be inside our homes is that they accidentally ended up there, or went there to find food, be it to eat scraps of our food or to hunt each other, to me, it’s always been the case that it just doesn’t seem appropriate to kill them for such a mistake.
I do my best not to kill insects now for the same reason. If you watch insects they are pretty cool they have their own lives and mostly just keep to their own business. I'm inclined to think that if there was species far advanced from another civilization they might feel the same way about humans and are less self centered people than the more primitive humans.
That's some heavy lifting for a 6 year old, let's hope we never have to face off against something like that
Big fish eats little fish.... but i feel awful killing a bug and wondering if it feels pain
I was petrified at the idea of dying at 9-10 years old. That used to keep me awake at night with my stomach in a knot
Same here! Only difference is, this fear is haunting me to this day. I have phases where I think about death regularly and it's torture mentally and physically
when i was 14 i realised i can do anything i want, i was so horrified bout this
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@@kivi8213 free will is terrifying
I had a horrible existential crisis this past March that lasted about 5 months. I knew I was turning 30 this year and that just sent me spiraling down. I felt shock that I was going to hit 30 already, I always felt it was still so far away. I’ve never felt my age up until this year. I always saw myself as a 21 year old still trying to figure things out and that I had so much time… but the idea of turning 30 was a slap to the face, a reality hit across the face. I saw “Interstellar” one night and even thought I’d seen the movie numerous times before, it hit me different this time. Something about space and time, about Black Holes and the Cosmic sentinels that exist out there that we will probably NEVER comprehend in our lifetimes, just made me realize how small and insignificant we really are in the face of this grand Universe. I was afraid that there was truly nothing after we die - and that we only exist because of some anomaly. Not long after, I profusely started researching about black holes and space. Eager to know all that I could know about the universe, in hopes of maybe finding solace that our existence means something and that we can continue. I researched what people described when they were dying, I needed to know what was on the other end of death. The Black Hole was definitely a metaphor of this existential crisis. We don’t know what’s on the other end of a black hole, just as much as we don’t know what is on the other end of death. Soon after, my Grandma passed away and it sent me further into a dark place. Not to mention, I had a horrible feeling that something bad was gonna happen. At first, I thought it was just premonitions of my Grandma’s imminent death - but even after she passed, that feeling lingered… on June of 2023, I was hit by a drunk driver and my car rolled over. Thankfully and by some miracle, I was not hurt at all. A tiny scratch on my hand but nothing more… after the accident, the feeling of dread disappeared and I stopped questioning or having thoughts about what happens after death. The point of living is to experience life. We are the Universe experiencing itself and we are all part of the same cosmic energy that holds us together. I’d love to write more but I’d need more space on here 😂 The point of living, in my experience is to exist. To enjoy every day as best as we can and make the most of the time we are given in this flying rock. We may never truly understand why we are alive but why stress over questions we don’t need to know the answers too. Maybe it’s ignorance but I want to embrace life and live it happily, to the best of my ability.
I agree with you, I believe life is the answer itself. However, you saying you experienced horrible things after feeling existential dread makes me uneasy as I am feeling it right now lol.
@@abyss7378 I just think it was part of the journey. I’ve always been able to see the good in the bad, even when things just get really nasty and bleak. The best advice I can give is never lose your optimism/faith/belief/whatever - that things can better. The world is horrible already, we should try to stay optimistic ourselves and hope that the “better” part is out there within reach. We just gotta move forward!
Althought i can understand how you came to the conclusion that you exist to "live", but it sounds like a coping thought your mind came up with or agreed with to help you get of the existential burden. The answer you had still is unanswered, are you alive just to die and not exist anymore ? I am a religious but I still like to ponder on these questions, even though for me the answer is clear : to believe in God. We have been put here to believe in a creator and to search for him. If you really take time to analyze how life is and how precise and ordered it is, you can only come to one conclusion. After this, everything follows.
@@GreatSun23 Now, if you are past the point of having doubts about the existence of god, that’s a good thing, but sadly most people try to dodge these kind of questions. So if you believe there is god, you should also believe that he has made it possible for us to look for him and find him, but which god you asked? that’s for you to search and find. And I can assure you, that if are completely honest about wanting to find him, you’ll eventually do.
@@anaskun3645 You aren't alive just to die, death is a part of being alive. If it weren't for death the concept of being alive wouldn't even exist. We are alive to experience everything, same way you might play a game.
I had multiple when I was 15-16. One of them was because of anatomy and physiology class. I just looked at people and imagined their skeletal, muscular, nervous system structure and everything working together. All the chemical reactions in the brain that cause emotions. What’s the difference between an unalived person and a live person physically? Nothing, just an absence of chemical reactions that caused “life”
What gets me from time to time is just how fragile the balance of those reactions and processes can be. For some humans, especially the very young and very old, just a little one way or another and the whole system shuts down. Meanwhile other humans are so resilient that they can last through over a century of pokes, prods, and attacks on the system.
Dead person* stop saying unalived, its juvenile and dumb
@@Magellann365 That one also really perplexes me! you hear about some people performing immense feats of fortitude, surviving the impossible, Etc. and some dying from what seems like next to nothing
@@Magellann365 I watch a lot of Chubbyemu and what surprised me is people dying from daylight savings
I think about this one all the time
I suffer from depersonalization/derealization every day. It's been constant since I was about 13. I'm now 34, and there is nothing anyone can do for me. I suffered a grade 4 brain bleed at birth, and it resulted in hydrocephalus. Doctors are unable to put a shunt in because the hole is being kept open by the fluid, and if they drained it, this could get even worse. This whole ordeal has really impacted my way of life and mental health. Dealing with the depersonalization and derealization is so terrifying. The existential crisis thing just makes me feel like I'm losing my mind. :/
i hope things will go better dsy by day for you
I hope you will get well please dont give up🫶🏽
I’m very sorry you are going through that my friend. I truly am. My issues are all mental, so I don’t really have an excuse to complain. I hope things improve for you some day, or at least, that they don’t get any worse. We disassociate to protect ourselves. I’m just very sorry you feel that way. When you truly know that there’s nothing anyone can do to help you, it’s the most lonely feeling anyone can ever have, especially, when you cannot help yourself. Good luck my friend, just know that we are eternal, our souls do go on, and this human existence is but a classroom where we learn what it is to be human. Hard lessons indeed, but things will get better. 🙏
DPDR is scary, I suffered from it for a few months. I send you the best energies I have and wish you find the strength to get through such obstacles.
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I was really expecting to see dementia featured here. I've never had a more intense existential crisis than realizing that even your most important and beloved memories don't necessarily last as long as life.
They do. You just have a hard time accessing them sometimes. Amnesia is worse than dementia by the way
@@nvmffs Oh nah, I looked _way_ too hard into it. Like the early stages aren't too extremely bad, but once you get into the later stages life becomes a non-stop horror show.
Don't honestly know much about amnesia, but dementia is literally brain death. It usually happens pretty slowly - over many years, and the whole time the connections in your brain that make up memory are deteriorating and will eventually completely sever. It's also irreversible and terminal: once you start showing symptoms it's already too late to fix anything; you already have serious brain damage, and it will eventually kill you - tho you won't even know what "you" means by that point...
I don't think anything in this world scares me more lol
@@nvmffssorry, but you literally lose concepts that held together your reality. Saying you just have a hard time to access them is not correct in any way
Yeah, that's why I will just off myself immediately if I ever get diagnosed with dementia or alzheimers
@@GameTornado01 It's kind of the plan ye. I don't wanna know what Stage 5 is actually like ...but then I also really don't like the implication that people suffering through it now would be "better off dead". It's just ...what a hell of a thing to have to experience.
I had a huge existential crisis when my best friend died at 15. I was only a year older than her but I realized that people can die young. I mean I knew it happened but I didn’t think it would ever happen to someone I know or care about. It made me so unstable and scared of everything, arguably to this day
Honestly that’s one of my biggest fears
same
Asuka's fate in NGE gave me an existential crisis when I was 15. The whole idea of doing your best and it not mattering really highlighted how unfair and capricious existence can be.
Existence owns you nothing :)
@@avppr3451didn’t ask to exist
@@avppr3451That was supposed to be a kick in the nuts, wasn't it?
Whole nge gave me an existencial crisis
If it matters to you that's all that counts
I rarely hear people talking about Depersonalisation Derealisation in relation to philosophy and existentialism- it makes my heart really warm to be acknowledged in a context like this. I have Depersonalisation Derealisation Disorder, and for me that means I've been in a chronic dreamlike state of unreality for over seven years. It's an incredibly exhausting and relentless way to live, and forces you into a constant existential crisis - it's also criminally underresearched, which leaves little hope for long time sufferers.
There were several different existential 'triggers' you posit that I've grappled with, some since childhood. Results in ceaseless intersectional existentialism, I guess - makes the 'crisis' part of existential crisis more complex to deescalate.
I really enjoyed this video - phenomenal work!
Wow I haven’t even heard of this until now. I hope that life gets a bit easier for you and I wonder why they haven’t researched Such a thing
I never knew that there was a disorder involving depersonalisation. I have been looking into it and feel like it really resonates with what I have expereinced throughout my life. Since a child I have felt confused with reality. I have always felt so depressed and unable to feel like I am truly alive. I truly feel as though I have always been in the background of my life, never really taking anything in. Just so much distance from not only the others around me but also myself. It is an incredibly lonely feeling. I do not feel human most of the time because of it. More research should be done involving this disorder for all the people who struggle with it. I hope things get better for you.
Ive only had to deal with this on 2 different occasions for about 3 days each time and I truly feel for you. It was a very uncomfortable experience to say the least.
The best thing about your comment is that it shows that I'm not alone. I'm glad that I can at least say others are going through this too. My crisis has been going on for less than a year, but I don't think its ending anytime soon. Stay safe and look out for yourselves, it helps me to know kindred souls are out there.
same, I suffer from the disorder too. and its always a huge string of existential crisis. cause its sometimes feeling like you aren't real, then maybe the people around you aren't real, or that you don't belong in that body or feeling like you are living in a dream. it's an exhausting way of living.
the way he reads the script as if it’s his first time reading it, mispronounces words he supposedly wrote, and the overall robotic nature of the script makes me think he just plugged each topic into chat GPT 💀
Same thought here it’s genius
I use ChatGPT a lot and this script is definitely written by AI. Some signs of it are the ones you mentioned, but also look at the amount of adjectives and adverbs and the way each entry to the iceberg is divided in a few parts - some introduction, the main idea and empty soulless conclusion that doesn't contain anything "it is definitely an important and dangerous factor to the human mind" and things like it. I bet it wasn't written by a human
This would all be well and good but when he gets to topics with no script he just says “yeah that’s just what it is guys crazy huh” like at least attempt to speak on some examples or situations related to the topic 🤦♂️
He copy and pasted
At least he is doing Icebergs that I enjoy and I love him for that regardless of his method
I remember being 6yrs old and realised my parents and siblings would die one day, I hid in the closet and cried, my mum found me and I cried at my mum to not die, now I'm 22 and soon to have no parents.. sleeping next to my mum at hospital. Please cherish your loved ones everyday and spend more time with your parents, if they took the time to raise you well and look after you, you can also take the time to care for them when they are sick ❤
Hey I hope your ma is still ok and you are also ok, sometimes we need to be strong though we know that one day our ma and dad will die.I lost my dad when I was 3 and a half and I never cried for him and cared for him because I never got to know him because i didn't even had emotions back then
Sorry that this is your fate. Sounds like you had good parents and that they raised a good child.
Had my first existential crisis around 10-12 years old. Consciousness is my main culprit. It even made me dizzy and hyperventilate several times. Felt like I unlocked something deep in my mind that I should've never get near at.
1.5 months ago I couldn’t fall asleep, since then the only thing I can think of is what the meaning of my life is
I overdosed on heroin and experienced a near death experience a few years ago. I saw everyone in my life standing around me telling me how ashamed they were in me. It helped me get clean and now I've been clean 4 years.
Congrats man 🫂
One of my first ever memories was basically existential. My cat had ran away to the neighbors and my mom refused to get him fixed. I must have been under age 5... i remember just seeing my cat across the yard and saying "why cant we go get him?" And my mom said "he would be over here if he wanted to." Immediate depression and "why do i even exist then."
This made me go in the other room to get my cat :( I’m sorry u went through that
i hope life is good for you breanna ♥️
Cats are cute, and that is their power. They have terrible memory. . Dogs are mans best friend.
@@trippyvortexdid you really have to bring up your opinion on cats vs dogs on a story about someones cat running away
@@Sulphur_Gameroof
i swear on everything i’ve been looking for an existential crisis iceberg for months you earned a sun
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@@eleven27 You should still give him a sun too. He deserves it.
Same. I needed to be humbled
Or a son. Birth him a son.
I want him to have a sun for himself, also for me and you and we will be like Solaire
I've never really had an existential crisis per se, but back in August 11th and 12 I had an existential moment where I was in a hotel and I was looking down at the city lights and traffic and I thought to myself "it's crazy to think that there are so many people and they all have their own lives" and I just thought to myself about life and how life can be so short, but you can have the most beautiful moments
There's a term for that called "Sonder"
@@jameswilkes451You beat me to it
@@jameswilkes451nigga heard it on tiktok
Had my existential crisis at 5 or so. Watching the Iron Giant and hearing Hogarth explain death scared me, so i asked my mom about death and she further explained. I then cried my eyes out hugging her and said how i didnt want her along with all those i love go and be gone forever.
I remember having my one of my first major existential crisis at around the age of 9. I was reading a science book on my living room couch one day and came across a section detailing the concepts of red and blue giants; this terrified me because in my mind that would mean that eventually, the sun would “explode” and kill every living being on Earth. I thought that even if we somehow found a way to live on Mars we’d still die because the book stated that death of the sun would cause an “explosion” so large that it would be able to destroy Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, and even Jupiter. I was struck with fear and grief for several weeks because my mind kept reminding me that eventually, all life as I knew it would come to an end and nothing alive would be able to exist anymore. It didn’t matter to me that the book stated that it would take billions of years for the sun to start dying, I cried every almost every night during those weeks thinking about the people and animals in those billions of years having to one day witness the star that provided them light every morning explode and destroy the Earth as they realize that all life in existence would go extinct.
Learning that blackholes were in fact a real thing when I was a kid, rather than a fictitious obstacle in Super Mario Galaxy, hit me real hard and still kinda freaks me out today when I think about them.
If you first heard of an ever-expanding inescapable void in the deepest reaches of outer space, to where not even light could escape them once it reached their event horizon, you’d think it was something conjured up in a Lovecraft story.
On the brighter side, with what research I’ve put into the subject over the years, it’s extremely unlikely (if ever) a blackhole’s going to be remotely close (relatively speaking) to us during our lifetimes and many millennia beyond, let alone near an event horizon. Even so, the inevitable heat-death, matter-crumbling or whatever reality-ending scenario’s going to affect everything and everyone simultaneously anyway, so as the old saying goes “we’ll all go together when we go”.
The existence of blackholes have made me realise that reality is relative to yourself and whatever situation you’re in, so it’s best to just make the best of what you already have and what you can do.
Oof, I know what you mean!
I get it...if we just dont worry about what isnt affecting us, we can still achieve a good life full of wonder and joy, even if for a moment. I think trying is the fun part. The planning, the waiting, and maybe the payoff, or not.
Edit:forgot to mention i used to want to be an astronaut to explore space when i was a little kid. I didnt realize it wasnt a job just anyone could get as a 4 year old, but i wanted to be one so badly to just find out what is the point of it all. Im now not sure if traveling for an infinite amount of time would ever reveal the meaning of it all. I think the meaning now is to be alright with what we have in the moment and searching for a better way to convert the energy.
Your last paragraph!!!! Couldn’t agree more and that is my favorite thing I’ve read in a comment!!!
I’m a 33 year old man who’s lead a life that I feel like is book worthy in my own eyes and I’ve experienced a lot of things that have caused me to have an existential crisis. But I’m a astronomy student and that’s what I tend to think about most often…. And black holes and heat death routinely give me panic attacks haha.
and the realization that even the universe will go someday when there are only blackholes consuming matter around them, devouring even each other when the void has gone cold with the absence of light
Also, black holes are celestial phenomena in the same way stars are--I mean get too close to the Sun and absolutely awful things will happen, and yet the Sun is the very thing that gives us life.
It's theorised that planets could also orbit black holes just like stars, and life could well develop there.
I had an existential crisis as a kid regarding dreams and the nature of reality. If dreams can seem real, we really don’t know what this is. I still find the theory that this is essentially a collective dream very interesting.
It's a collective dream but so what. Experiences are real regardless of the metaphysics of it all. Lets all have a nice dream together everyone 😀
yeah no coolest shit is consciouslly flying in a dream
@@Josuh when you are asleep cheat codes are enabled 😄
What about an individual dream instead
I'm honestly fucked in the head because of this. My dreams can be hyper realistic, and every time I find a way to know I'm dreaming it doesn't work the next time. I literally could be dreaming right now and there's no way that I'll really know.
Reminder: multiple takes are allowed, as are breaks between items or sections. You don't have to do everything in one take, if you mispronounce words or things, you *can* do a second take.
99% sure this is AI reading this to be honest, i think a lot of them do it now, it's subtle but it allows for incredible content output
@@ShayHowardBennett well the reason idk if it's ai is that MF said things that weren't even on screen and mispronounced basic words any decently trained ai probably wouldn't mispronounce
@@themc3140 I like it because it keeps it genuine
@@ShayHowardBennettpretty sure it’s a real person just reading a dialogue generated by chatgbt
@@ShayHowardBennettits a real person reading a CHATGPT Script. Its reay obvious..
I've always loved videos that talk about existentialism and philosophy, as someone who has have depression for most of my life, I've thought about these topics frequently. It is sad to think about, but it has always fascinated me and gave me a sense of fulfillment doing so. Trying to understand the mysteries of all of creation and the why for it, is a part of why I love being human. We'll never know the true answer to everything, but defining your own reason for life is comforting. Nothing matters isn't always a bad thing.
My existential crisis happened at 6-7 y/o when I saw a documentary about archeology. My father told me that I asked him a very strange question like: "Are we going to be bones in the ground after we die?"
Boom, self awareness kicks in and I start to fear death and started to preserve each and every memory of myself by drawing situations from my life in fear of being forgotten.
I still have some of my old drawings. I remember that I had passion for art cuz I wanted ppl from the future to have much clearer image of life. That's how I became an artist.
@@glib_in_spaceYou won't. You have existed for eternity in the form of atoms but have not at the same time. You were born in the universe billions of years prior but they intertwined to braid.
If it were not to intersect, then reality would be unstable.
Just like you existed a few decades ago, you will exist again and not-again in a rejection of dualistic terminologic classifications.
You should read the book of Micheal Newton called journey of souls. The guy was a hypnotherapist who started doing regression therapies where people allegedly go back to previous lives under hypnosis. Although we of course don't know for certain. Apparently the thousands of clients he had would give similar answers when he asked them to describe what the 'spirit world' in between lives is like
What is the answer? @@chaos1491 Give a link or ISBN.
@@frierenpout Bro watched a single Bill Nye the science guy video and now he thinks he's a genius
For me I had a existential crisis pretty recently being stuck in the hospital for a really bad motorcycle accident, I almost died like 3 times and just gave such a profound realization of how fragile we are and I am
Any problems currently?
Damn, get well soon ⟨:/
Really hope you get better. Happy youre Alive though
@@00RoxPink nah, prettt much recovered for the most part, still in physical therapy tho since both my femurs were completely shattered and my left one left my leg a bit 😆
@@hyenahallstrom7034I will be on physical therapy because my leg got dislocated.
The religion one is big. One of my first and most impactful experiences was being told by my christian camp counselor that it was my fault that my grandpa (died earlier that year) was in hell bc I didn’t tell him about Jesus. This started my addiction to self harm that I struggle to get over everyday still - Christianity really glorifies self flagellation and guilt. I was 11 and I felt it immensely.
As a Christian I am so sorry that people like that spoiled your view of God in that way. I can't even imagine how that would've impacted me as a kid. Often 'christians' don't actually reflect Christ.
@@MintheFur thank you sm, i’ve healed a lot and know that there’s really great Christians in the world :-)
There is nothing as hateful as a Christians "love"
@@Rebzyyx_fan-545And nothing as stupid as an anarchist
@@Rebzyyx_fan-545Very beguiling.
Dude I couldn’t sleep at night for like a week when I was 9 because I had an existential crisis💀
Bro I was watching a Backstreet Boys concert on MTV when I was about 10 and for some reason had a crisis about death lol My parents slept with me that night
Dude me too. Probably around the same age, about the fact that someday without being able to help it, I and my parents would die someday and it could be tomorrow and I've been disassociating ever since
@@sunnny819imagine not having a dad
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I concur...my son went through it and we had a big talk. He has had to be a mini adult (not by me or my family btw)...yet he handles it so well. I knew he was a real special kid when he would have me explain God. I am more...spiritual. Ex-Catholic. He was raised to choose his own adventure. He showed me there are just concepts you learn with life moving at it's normal pace. I learned capture the moments that stick with you to help others. It is a scary world, but follow the road signs it gives you. They are screaming for your attention (think the road less taken the aha moment)
Your content was really great, but I really wish you checked the pronunciation of certain words especially in a video about philosophy. It just adds an extra step to both listen and figure out what word you were trying to use.
I mean this is the best way possible btw this is a massive undertaking and involves lots of research and was a great listen :D
Sounds like he wrote it but just got a chatbot to read it.
I’m 35 and death still doesn’t feel real to me. I’m one of the lucky few who have not had anyone in my immediate family or any close friends pass away. I know it’s a blessing, but I know it’s going to be one of the hardest moments of my life when it does eventually happen.
It may not be, just be open to the experience and the emotions that go along with it.
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time.
What if hell is an entity and not a place.
What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself.
What if there is no way out.
What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff.
What if it might as well all be a dream.
More like a nightmare.
Had my crisis when I was 6 years old. Life is a mystery, same with death, many things we will never know, this is why its good to learn within yourself and being open minded what others have to say
how dafuq did you have ur crisis at 6💀💀
So you're 7 years old now? :^) Mommy gave you the ipad at 6?
Honestly, same. I remember looking at myself in the mirror and realizing that one day I'm going to pass on. And then questions pertaining to eternity. A lot of ppl seem to gain that consciousness around the ages of 5 to 7 I've noticed 😅
@@MonanniverseI had mine at 6-7
@@Slavic_Snake Its not that rare tbh i had one when reading about the universe and realizing there are tons and tons of km2 of space out there that we will never touch or even see on our lifetime
When I was 15 I went through a major depression which involved me feeling suicidal, angry with the world, feelings of hopelessness and pointless existence. From the ages of 16 and 17 I had become a hard core angry nihilistic rebellious teenager who got involved in risky behaviours and getting involved with bad influences. I got involved with drugs, alcohol, meaningless sexual actions. It was a very rapid decline of my personality and to even 'soul'. This went on and on for a few years when at the age of 22 I overdosed at a party after mixing large amounts of alcohol and cocaine and whatever I could get my hands on. I was immediately rushed to hospital and was pronounced dead for 5 minutes. Let's just say I was not necessarily aware of death, or these 5 minutes. I felt myself almost pulled from my body and I ascended out of my body while looking down on me in a hospital bed and doctors trying to save me. As I went up everything faded to a complete darkness, I'd compare it to a state of being completely awake in a total dark room. In this total darkness I felt this extreme presence surround me, I then saw this glowing white apparition walk towards me. As this figure walked I noticed how light glowed under him, sort of like pointing a torch at the floor and noticing its reflection if that makes sense. As it approached me I felt immense feelings of love and understanding. Eventually this apparition walked up to me with a glowing white face that I could not make out. His hands were out in front of me holding a small cup which looked like it was made in ancient times. He was holding the cup not from the handle, but both hands placed on the top of the cup, I then saw 2 holes through his wrists when I came to the immediate conclusion that before me was Jesus Christ. He had bright blue emotionally expressive eyes, reddish, olive skin, and wavy brown hair which hung just below the collar. He had on a hoodie which was part of this white robe, and a headband of some sort. As he got closer a bucket appeared next to me. I had no desire to speak, it was as if every question I ever had was answered before I even thought of it or spoke of it. Jesus then dipped the cup into this bucket and filled it with water. He then put it to my mouth for me to drink and spoke ''in the name of my father''. As I drank of the cup I felt as if would describe it as if both physical and spirutal enlightenment, wisdom and knowledge was given to me. He then dipped the cup back into the bucket and filled it once more and held it above his head and spoke "in the Son". He again put it to my mouth for me to drink, which then did not taste of water, but of wine. This wine then made everything I felt previously once again. Before finally dipping the cup back into the bucket which became once again water, he poured the cup on my head and spoke ''and of the Holy Spirit''.
After all this happened he put his hand on my shoulder and said, ''the knowledge you have sought has been given to you, for this is what is gifted to you by the Father, so that you may dwell in the flesh, not in arrogance or ignorance, but peace.''
I then took notice to that I was not 'flesh' but spirit in which I spoke to him saying
''Of what flesh am I? For my body has faded away." This was not necessarily me speaking from my mouth but from my soul, I didn't speak in words or language but almost I would say emotionnaly telepathically if that makes sense. He then said, "The flesh is given to you again. As a place of this life is not yet prepared for you.'' He then spoke, "into the earth, you must go.''
Immediately I felt sucked into my body before awaking and facing the judgement and humiliation of my family. But this humiliation meant nothing for me, because I understood life and soul on a much more deeper level that is somewhat personal but hard to explain.
wow, amazing story. Thanks for sharing.
Wild how the brain can fester up these visualisations
@Jess-ci8re Honestly I don't understand the whole 'vision' and I don't know whether I should shrug it off. I am not religous before or after this event. This sense of understanding goes beyond traditional walls of religion. It all felt like in the flesh everything was illusionary.
Amazing NDE right there. Thank you for sharing that. You should consider writing a book, or speaking about it. Plenty of NDE channels out there with some incredible stories!
@ajhproductions2347 I have this acknowledgement of what was given to me was rather a personal lesson, rather than this 'preach what you know' or 'preach the gospel' type of lesson. I was not necessarily transformed to become this spiritual guru or devout Catholic/Christian. I also have a understanding that all church indoctrination and dogma was dismissed. Originally I always believed it was this simple heaven and hell, worship God.. you name it. Rather I have this sense of closure that all religions have their truths. There is a God, but this God is whatever you believe this God to be, Shiva, Allah, Jesus.. you get it. Your true God come down to the 'One God.'.
After this experience I explored religion more in depth and stumbled upon a non included Gospel named "The Gospel of Mary''. Like most Gospels it is quite confusing. But Jesus talks of sin simply being non existent in the spirit, rather a fleshly thing that affects the conscience. The feelings of guilt, shame, lust, attachment weigh your physical self down and halt you from becoming this 'truer self'. Way I see it is we live in this flesh, and continue again, we are born into life, and we can never really leave it.
Derealization/depersonalization is such a horrifying thing. I have have spells of it every few months when life gets harder than normal. I never leave my room, barely eat, ignore my hygiene, I just rot in my bed and sleep until I realize two weeks have past. I don’t talk to my family at all and get aggravated if they approach me. My relationship nearly falls apart every time because it doesn’t feel real and I have no feelings for him. Luckily my boyfriend understands this about me as we’ve had very deep talks regarding it and he knows deep down I love him. Not feeling like a person is beyond lonely and just makes you want to escape and die. I’m currently coming out of one of my spells after injuring my back a few weeks ago and losing two pets within two weeks of each other. I’m proud of myself and others for making it through
Yup the closest thing I can describe it to someone else is like your watching a movie but everything is a movie. Also when you walk out of a movie theater that you e been in for a couple hours and everything is like super huge and your very aware and sensitive to everything around you.
Wonder if you do same thing if he was going through what you do
I’m sorry for your loss. My pets give me purpose. Might not be able to save the earth, but we can save these beautiful animals
I think my first true existential crisis was the realization I can never escape my own mind, can never think as someone else, be someone else. I'm always stuck to these thought patterns, ways of thinking
law of identity
We're pretty much the same. Looking at my own nose, for some reason, makes me feel like I'm trapped in this body.
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time.
What if hell is an entity and not a place.
What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself.
What if there is no way out.
What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff.
What if it might as well all be a dream.
More like a nightmare.
It's refreshing to find icebergs that are straight to the point
Had quite the experience at 19 on a lot of a certain swirly paper, went through ego death and landed myself in an existential crisis that lasted for 3 months.
I had experienced, in the span of 3 hours, more time than I had ever lived by a lot. Every moment lasted an eternity, as I floated mindless through a lonley, dark abyss. I watched every single other being float away from me forever, then lived all of their lives over and over. I broke my perception of reality so that it flipped on its head, and now my entire metaphysics has inverted.
It lead me down rabbit holes on theories of conciousness, and I eventually settled on reality being a shared dream of all life, in which one single entity experiences everything. Total reincarnation through all things, man, beast and bacteria alike.
I came away from it realising that my life really isn't as bad as it could be, as so many other existances are short and filled with agony.
Haven't really gotten out of it but it no longer scares me as much as it used to. Also changed my politics a bit
Cap
@@jonny-dp2qr oreet.
Teotl beckons regeneration, self-generating into the next cycle
that is an amazing trip report, i cant imagine the emotional struggle it must have been for 3 months
I've always theorized of an ethics built on this idea of "imagine having to live through every experience of every conciousness that has and will ever exist. How would you live your current life, given this revelation?" So tell me, how have you decided to live your life?
Listening to this guy mispronounce “philosophical” like 18 times and stutter and trip on his words throughout the entire video had me in tears
Whew so it wasn't just me. Also "morality" instead of "mortality" lol
I thought I was tweaking !
Dude for real. The way he said “baskilis” instead of Basilisk was irking me
wait till you hear how he says Vietnam
"Daasire" lol, its cause you can tell hes trying to read it off a script
I had my first one at like 9-12, it lasted awhile.
I asked a question in sunday school that never got a real answer and it shook me. Everything fell down, heaven, hell, afterlife, life purpose, it all went.
As a kid, the realization your life doesn't have a grand purpose or meaning, there probably aren't supernatural beings watching over you, and that nothing happens when you die is scary. I remember crying back to back for days when I was like 10.
By the time I was 14, I had gotten over it all almost completely. Whether my life had meaning or not was entirely up to me and what happens to my body doesn't matter since matter cannot be created nor destroyed. I shall return to dust only to be the building blocks of some other construct in this universe. In that way, I shall live!
Ofc by 14, the other existential crisis kinda reached a new height, it'd been with me the entire time but it got worse by 14, born in the wrong body. Yeah that eats at you pretty good and just when I came to grips with my mortality, I'd reached the age where, the difference between boys and girls become noticeable and it was almost like a body horror kinda deal for me.
I'd be lying if I said I didnt enjoy any element of being a teen boy, I have made really close friends, been on the edge of death and extremes more times than I can count with those friends, and yeah, not having a period is fine.
But it was just a sense of going through the motions, that sense of I'm just a girl whos one of the boys, but to them, I just was one of the boys.
It was weird because it was so internal that it felt jarring when i was reminded. Oh yeah, i am a boy, or at least, so they say to me...
I glad you found purpose. What was the question that no one could answer?
@@followingthelight3232I’m pretty sure it has to do with “Nothing has purpose so why do anything at all” and the answer of “Because there’s no purpose, you can just make whatever you want up!” Is just a copout
Purpose would be something greater than yourself so it wouldn’t really be possible for you to give yourself purpose since you aren’t greater than yourself plus since everything doesn’t have purpose that would also mean that the purpose you tried giving yourself also just…doesn’t have a purpose
@@gabrielsalahi3656The fact that life is meaningless and that nothing happens when you die (fortunately) is exactly what makes every waking moment of your life meaningful. Except for the bad moments of course whatever it may be.
@@spacetofu19 I literally just addressed this
What is the meaning in you trying to give yourself meaning. You’re assuming a purposeless object and give itself purpose
What does your so called “purpose” mean during your lifetime and especially after you die? Nothing
Saying you can give yourself purpose despite being a purposeless being is a copout
@@gabrielsalahi3656there is no meaning in giving urself meaning. People just do. And it dont matter anyways people can do what they want not like it matters. As long as theyre happy who cares if theres purpose in it or not.
And whos to say u cant assign meaning to urself? Meaning and purpose are pretty much man made concepts after all. The universe is crazy and just does shit we assign meaning to things.
Like how we assign meaning to the axe to cut trees we can assign meaning to ourselves too. Neither means anything in the end but thats not why the purpose is assigned. The purpose one assigns oneself means something to them while they feel and give it and there isnt anything anyone can do about that bc that purpose is only relevant to the one assigning it in the first place.
Doesnt make their existence special in the universe or anyone else just makes life more enjoyable and special to them.
My biggest existential crisis was persistent distrust of any thought habits that make me feel good. Always thinking to myself "what's really there to stop this from going away? everything else of value I've ever had has been cut off from me."
Im convinced this guy reads off chatgpt for all his videos
I was thinking the exact same thing while listening and I started looking for this comment LMAOO
I was thinking the same dude,.
@@nouriddin3375I followed your path & ended up here
i had my first existential crisis at four. i was about to go to bed but began thinking “what if God isn’t real?” then began thinking of other afterlifes but always came back to nothingness. im 16 now and still a Christian, but i have crises often enough to the point my therapist recommend that i dont be alone because when im alone, i always end up thinking of death. ive even gained a fear of time passing and death to the point that whenever im doing something, i always tell myself i could be doing something better so my life is actually worth living.
Hey how have you been since then? I’m 17 and experiencing this now
I remember one of the worst existencial crises I ever had was at 6-7 years old, when I noticed that reality was all there is, and if I didn’t exist, I wouldn’t feel anything. The feeling that instilled on me was of deep dread, and I never want to feel that again.
When my father died it made death real for me at the ripe age of 17. I then asked the question “is never existing before the same sensation of existing and then dying?”. Typically, nowadays, I try not to get too deep into this thought process and use humor to make me feel better lol it’s obviously only slightly effective. Thanks for making a great video and to everyone who shared their stories! ❤
Thank you for sharing your story! And thank you for watching, glad you enjoyed
It's what we all do
I pray reincarnation exists
But the odds anything exist after death is slim to none
@thedudecalledalan9095 I say post death experience is almost 100% certain to happen. The fact that literally anything exists, proves that there is something else that we simply don't know about.
Think about a cat, now think about that cat watching you read a book. The cat has absolutely no clue what your doing, it's so advanced to them that they couldn't even begin to figure out exactly what your doing. It's because their brains just aren't smart enough.
Now think about humans, the thought of death stumps us so much, we are in the same situation as the cat. It's so confusing, but we know it exists. The cat knows the book exists, but doesn't know what it is. We know that death exists, but we don't know what happens after.
Think about the cat scenario again. We know what the book is because we are smarter, so we have an understanding of the concept, but the cat doesn't. With death, we are just like the cat. It's such a crazy thought we can't wrap our heads around it at all, but what if there is a "book" beyond death? Something else that exists, but that we just can't grasp the knowledge?
@@thedudecalledalan9095i mean, the fact that you were born is slim to begin with. Why it cannot happen again? Energy cannot be destroyed, but it can be transformed into something else. Who knows what happens with energy that carries our consciousness
It may be who knows, but one thing for sure is that the subjective impact you made meant something at some point, that’s all that anything really needs
Love the video but i wish you would have taken the time to re-record some spots that you stumble to articulate
this video is like listening to a kid in elementary school read out his project to the class....
Why be rude. Does it make your day any better???
@@Roseincolorsorry bro cant read like gd
@@samuelorona9874 he can read it’s just not the best. Seriously read a full page and don’t make a mistake.
@@Roseincolor better about what? i did it because it might make the presenter think twice about how they present their work and put some effort into it before publishing some stuff
@@Roseincolor He's not rude, this in fact sounds like a kid reading a project for school, that's what comment section is for, to point things like this out
Your videos are getting exponentially better with each one. Less stuttering and mistakes, and a great flow. Keep up the great work, dude, I can’t wait for the next one!
There’s no way I’d be able to go that long, can’t stand the sound of my own voice!
lol there were def a lot of mispronunciations but it was still a hella good video. i hope he gets even better and double checks words before speaking them and gets his statements out better bc they are hella well written and would come off 10x better with some better articulation and being more expressive forsure! (better than i could do just my 2 cents lol)
he was worse?
I still remember the horrible feeling I had, that basically took over my life for an extended amount of time when I was 8 years old. Although I knew what death was, I had never put so much thought into the fact there's nothing, like literally nothing once you die. It was way too much for my young brain to come to terms with and I just felt sick for so long
I know the feeling your describing, I have had it really bad on and off since I was 7 and now I'm 17. I hope that one day I just won't care about death
Yeah I think this often, it's really a scary thought...@Switchblade1013
How do you know there's nothing?
@@thevulture5750it makes the most sense, anything else sounds like cope
@@domainexpansion-boosiefade why does it make the most sense to you?
I remember at 5 when I became aware of "wars" and "peace", I got freaked out because I realised nothing would actually prevent it if a war broke out right then. Before that, I always thought of "peace" as the default setting of the world.
And it kinda took me days to stop staring at the ceiling, anticipating the possibility of a bomb being dropped on my roof. Of course that was super silly since it was not like a war could just suddenly happen out of nowhere, but the thought itself profoundly changed the way I perceived my reality and anything else - that nothing would stay the same as it used to be at the time.
This tier list is tame. I have discovered probably the scariest and most depressing existential crisis which is the idea that we live in a perpetual hell.
The idea works off the premise that there is vastly more suffering than there is pleasure/enjoyment. Most people in this world deal with more struggles than rewards and many live out their lives in misery, depression, disease or torture. Any good we experience is peanuts compared to all the bad things that can happen to us merely for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
This theory also makes the assumption that death is a temporary state and you eventually respawn in someway. It hinges on the idea that death is not the end, because you were dead before being born which is proof that life starts from dead things becoming alive. You did not will yourself into existence, the laws of physics did and there is nothing that says it cant nor wont happen again and everytime it does happen your chances of living in a worse life than the previous one is more likely.
It essentially boils down to life happening over and over in a world that is mostly pain and suffering and there is nothing you can do to stop it and just take it forever and ever.
I also want to add the idea that we have no free will making us essentially robots just along for the ride, good or bad. That is pretty depressing as well.
Thank you this was very interesting
15:21 I find this one quite beautiful. Even if those stars are no longer with us, they still have lasting beauty that's effects are still active. It's just so poetic and a reminder that we as humans, even after we pass, have an impact that at least one person will remember. It's comforting in a way.
My brother gave me my first existential crisis when I was 5. We were watching a nightmare before Christmas for the first time I could remember and I asked if that was what really happened when you died (the skeleton) and he looked me dead in the eyes and said
“No when you die there’s nothing” and I ran crying to my mother. To this day I have never been able to watch a nightmare before Christmas because it reminds me of the feeling of dread the moment I tried to imagine absolute nothingness
I’m sorry, I don’t like to get in someone else’s business, but that was a very fu**ed up thing for your brother to say, especially to a five year old. I know I was pretty cruel to my sisters at times, and I still haven’t forgiven myself for that. I used to feel that way, that we just become worm food, and there’s literally zero comfort in believing that. You feel smarter than others for it, but when you get older and more mature, you realize that just isn’t true. That is arrogance and ego speaking, not your higher self. We are eternal, whether we believe it or not!
@@ajhproductions2347This ❤️
We are the universe my friend
How did you feel like before you were born
L brother
I had a huge existential crisis era about 3 years ago, i remember watching space videos about how small our world is and that had awakened something in me i never had thought of or felt, i felt so small, so helpless, so afraid yet fascinated thinking of how meaningless it all is and how small we are yet we make things seem as they are so important. I then fell into a depression state and even suicidal afterwards. It was such a hard yet eye opening era for me
Hope you're doing better now
same and i’m glad you’re doing better
So you got depression from a space scale comparison video? Tf
@@4amalreadyy shut up you clearly dont get it
Same except I was never suicidal just struggled physiologically
For a large part of my life I’ve always lived with a nihilistic mindset, it’s never been particularly depressing to me but I’m constantly reminded that nothing holds any inherent value
Dude, these mispronunciations are killing me, but still you made a good work.
So much so that before tier 8 I HAD to check the comment section 😂😂
Realizing my childhood was falling away in eighth grade forced me to really deeply consider my life, and realizing how it was wasted led to 3 years of unending self-loathing and suicidal ideation. I ultimately crawled out of that pit after taking SSRIs for about a year, which brought me to a place where I could be convinced that there was something to make life worth it by reading the works of theologians like C.S. Lewis and listening to the lectures of UA-cam educators and philosophers, primarily Jordan Peterson in his earlier work. The daily grind is still a struggle and I sometimes still slip into that mindset of "suicide is the ultimate solution". I probably need to give therapy another try, but my current state is indescribably better than the infinite despair I used to face.
I feel like you’re narrating like an essay where you have to read it in school which no one wants to do, granted doing something like this helps others to better understands themselves. Kudos ❤
yeah, he definitely could deliver it much better. Interesting video nonetheless
reading a chatGPT essay. But I guess at least it's a person reading it rather than that grindingly annoying text to speech voice these videos usually use.
But yeah he mispronounces a lot of words and sounds like he's reading which makes it harder to listen.
Lowkey sounds like he hasnt even written it himself
@@Pahavaanii1111I would say he hasnt, but thats too mean
The way he keeps slurring and messing up words is making me cringe… but this video is too interesting to click away from
I'm really afraid of death and if after dying, there is just a void, with losing all your memories and entire consciousness. This got way worse, when I developed anxiety and panic attacks two years ago, with every time I suddenly get panic attacks and thinking I will die any moment, thinking more and deeper about the topic of losing consciousness again.
Then on top of that is the fears surrounding death, like that we are all going to die and there is nothing to do about it, that death can happen at any moment to us and that time flies by so fast and you get older and older, having the fear on missing out on something (like I struggling to do more for my dream, planning since 2018 to travel with my father to Italy, not being able to go on holidays this year etc).
Then there is also the hopelessness in humanity and society, seeing how it seems to get worse and worse. There are so many deranged and bad people out there, that seem to live their life in happiness, because they just don't care, while really great and good hearted people suffer most of the time. The fact that life itself is so unfair. The fact that I tried so many years in my life to connect with people and building friendships, but just ending up isolating myself, because these people treated my like trash and in conflicts, I was always the bad guy and in the wrong, even tho they most of the time were. Keeping it in with the topic, I had so many experiences with atheists (me being agnostic) that were so toxic and annyoing, telling me that their world views are the right ones and proven by science, not accepting other world views. What's most shocking about it is that many other people thought this was totally okay to act like to people with other views or believes, telling me I was wrong for critisising this behaviour, even tho I was the most reasonable one, with accepting other people's opinions, while they don't. This just made my lose my words entirely and not getting into my head, how many people could be like that and team up against me together. They are toxic, hypocritical and intolerant, but they just can't see it, thinking it's totally polite to act that way.
Like I said, I'm agnostic, because for me personally, it's the best world view you can have, because you just don't take one side and think everything could be possible but also critisising the other sides politely. But it's also because I'm unsure myself and can't fully take one side, because I would be more unhappy with atheistic or theistic world views. The first sounds to depressing and to simple, while the latter sounds too complex and just too good to be true. It's better to be open minded and seeing both possibilites like I said, because you can't know all the truth in existence, but then, this agnostic world view also doesn't make me happy and fullfilled. Because I'm becoming more and more nihilistic and giving up on my dreams, because sometimes I think to myself "What if it's really like that? That we die and don't exist anymore. We will lose everything we have accomplished and enjoyed in life, so why living in the first place? What was the reason for all that?" or "What if God really exists? What if he really is like in some religions that he will punish me in hell for not believing in him? I'm scared of suffering after my death for all eternity but being strictly religious would be also a even worse life, because you have to life like that and being restricted, not being able to do many funny things".
Then there is also the fact that I don't trust anyone anymore and think negative about most people, because of how most are toxic and disgusting, thinking if it really has a purpose to try to live in this world with so many unfair and bad things going on, because it's in our nature to be with other people, but then you isolate yourself because you're just disappointed by most people, what makes you even more depressed.
There are many things I experienced that I just can't wrap my head around and don't think they could have been coincidences, because they are just happen so regularly and so fittingly, that it somewhat moves my day routine in a good or bad direction. It can get both ways. Or things I can't explain with science, like thinking about something and exactly this being brought up by a person later this day or seeing it in a random video that didn't even had this topic (it even happened now with this video, because today I had experiences with bad atheists again and then this popped up in my recom) or the sun shining on my dog's grave after we decorated it and there being trees were the sun never could've shine on. It's things like that, that just leave a little shred of hope in my, hoping that their is a higher power and purpose, because otherwise, life would be so meaningless and depressing....
I used too think about this shit everyday but I came to a realization . Ain’t no amount of worrying in the world that’s gonna change the final outcome my G .
I feel blessed every time I wake up in the morning cause not everyone is blessed with that luxury , ontop of that how can this reality spawn your sense of self ? Nd what’s stopping it from spawning it again??
Next time you worried about death and feel anxiety take a quick deep breath and truly with your heart ask yourself if you deserve to be feeling bad on YOUR journey when you can be big chilling 💯💯
I take comfort in the fact that, nothing ever really dies it just changes form. When I die, this form I currently inhabit will become sustainance for untold billions of bacteria and bugs. Those things join in the ecosystem,as do the nutrients within my bones and hair. I become a part of a tree, I become the reason a bird can lay eggs, I become the rain. These things themselves go on to propegate more and more life that exists all around us. The person I was lives on through my contributions to the world. The great example I make of how not to create music, the love and kindness I try to provide to everyone everyday, the material effects of my jobs on the world.
Imagine if you are granted one wish: To be an immortal.
Do you take it?
Think about this, it might be the most important decision you make.
You could choose immortality and live forever, through a brief glimpse of the universe, you live through prosperity an d suffering, unimaginable happiness and unimaginable torture.
Most of your life will be alone, floating through the empty universe alone, with all of your loved ones dead.
If you don't choose to become immortal, you might be taken in to heaven or hell, you may be endlessly reincarnated, or suffer an even worse fate.
You may be transported to an endless void, making your choice practically useless, because either way, you float through out a void for an eternity.
Or if you are trapped in your body, buried alive, and bored and in pain, because you will feel yourself decompose, and live to see the sun eat the earth and burn you, not exactly alive.
Think about it one more time? Do you want to be immortal?
Dont be scared of death.. I’m going to tell you something that happened to me, that actually woke me up spiritually.
I was pregnant with my son in 2014, and when I was about 7 months along I had a dream that I was giving birth to him and I bled to death. Woke up freaking out bc it felt so so real. In reality when the time came to have him, after he came out I started hemorrhaging so badly that they called a code blue on me and i ended up in the ICU needed 7 blood transfusions and 4 bags of plasma. It a lot of blood!
There’s no way that there is nothing after death, no way. I often wonder if we all keep repeating our same lives until we “get it right” and then we go to our creator.. Idk 🤷🏻♀️. But for me to see in my dream something that was in the future and then that happens, well..
@@krystalgardiner5591 That's amazing!
Not that something like this happened to you, that you nearly died, but that you had a vision that came true. I also actually had a vision a few days ago after waking up from a dream and everything was colorful and peaceful but that's about it. However, when I woke up, I couldn't really move at first but felt like I was transending and felt so relieved and good.
Btw that's also a theory that came into my mind and was very plausible to me, that we just keep getting living our same lives. That would also explain deja vus, that I personally, had many times in my life, even a few days in a row, what was really crazy and scary to me.
Ever since I was a young child, and I’ll try to properly convey this thought, I’ve always wondered if what I’m perceiving is how things really are. Like, when i see myself as calmly talking to my sisters about why the grass is green, what if what is really happening, is im running naked through the streets, people are trying to calm me down, and I think im fine because I think im just….speaking to my sisters about the grass.
It’s too hard to explain really. I’ve never really tried to convey that idea to anyone. Im just using an example to try to put it into words others might understand. Who knows, im reading my comment this particular way, but what if im really telling everyone how much I hate the world, and I just perceive myself as attempting to be logical?
Honestly, I don’t like to think about this kind of thing too much, but suffice it to say that I rarely leave the house these days. I rarely take phone calls or even respond to texts. Sometimes, it’s easier to just send a thought out to a bunch of strangers and see what happens. Less to lose that way. I have to wonder though, if anyone else ever has that thought about reality being different for each and every person, and having absolutely no way of knowing that, because we all live in our own individual worlds.
I also remember noticing what is now called the Mandela effect. I remember noticing that they changed the name from Barenstein Bears to Barenstain Bears, some time in the early 1990’s, and wondering why they suddenly changed it. I also couldn’t figure out why all of the books we already had, suddenly had the name changed as well. It was a fleeting thought and I didn’t dwell on it, because, what if that was just my warped perception of it? Maybe I’m just remembering it that way, to protect myself from noticing so many glitches in the matrix?
If anyone actually makes it though this comment, thank you for actually reading what I have to say. I know how crazy it all must sound.
I understand what you are saying. In a sense reality is different for every person because everyone's life experience and understanding is unique to their own lives. I like to think of it as a single life experienced from many different perspectives, deep down all humans share the same mind but different personalities based on their own life. The less importance I put on my little piece of the experience the more free I feel because I'm not caged up in my own mind. If you are experiencing speaking to your sisters about grass then that is reality for you, no reason to suffer your imagination about things that are not actually happening. All we can do is try our best which will be imperfect but such is the case for every human. Your experience of social anxiety is not unique to you it is a part of every person, you will be able to grow out of it. Your insecurities are illusions that will be dispelled when you cease feeding into them with your thoughts. You are lovable like every other human, share your love with others and it will come back to you. Your heart is good, just live your life without overthinking it and be humble so when inevitably you do make a mistake you can apologize and move on and become even greater instead of fear stopping you from living. Hope this helps. ✌❤
Not crazy at all you make perfect sense. You should def try and be vulnerable and express yourself to a person you trust. You’d be surprised how open minded some people can be. I genuinely appreciate you taking your time to write your thoughts out and share
I had an existential crisis dealing with that Mandela effect when I was younger . I was like 5 so this was 31 years ago now and remember sitting on the floor while mom was watching tv staring at the cover of one of those little Bernstein books and suddenly everything started shaking violently and every molecule blew way like sand in a breeze and the whole world was standing before what I assume was God crying and freaking out and were were like being counted... then suddenly our world appeared again and the books title changed before my eyes read Bernstain bears . I looked at my mom who looked like she was in a trance and asked what was going on and she like zapped out of it and acted like nothing has happened and I said look at the book and she was like yea so what like she didn't even know or remember what happened I kept trying to tell her what I saw and how the book changed and how she was like just in a coma and and acting strange after like nothing happened and she just got annoyed and just refused to believe me or even acknowledge how she was staring and how she acted and kept saying I was imagining things and that she didn't even rember staring or what she said or how she acted so I dropped it but it's always bugged me and no one believes me when I used to tell people about it so I just quit talking about until literally just now
I definitely have had those same thoughts. Or if in someone else's reality I am every stranger in it. Or if in some reality I'm you and you're me.
I think maybe there are multiple similar simultaneous occurring dimensions. Maybe it somehow is how God has control. I don't know. But I wonder if something man is doing caused the mandella effect.
I went to christian school as a kid and we used king James Bibles. And I suddenly saw the mandela effect right from the very first verse genesis 1:1 "in the beginning God created the heaven(s) [plural is how I memorized it] and the earth." Now it's singular and always was.
I dunno. Life is weird. Especially once you wake up to the spiritual things you didn't see at first.
Noticing music lyrics were spiritual and slowly learning to decipher them and realizing most are about losing your connection with God is something that utterly changed my whole life.
I rambled but thanks for the post.
@@dancash5353if you're being serious that is so so so wild. I think it's something man did he shouldn't have. Maybe trying to break souls out of hell. Who knows but something serious had to be the cause.
had the worst existential crisis while shopping at the market, stopped for a second thinking that if i died id be in an endless void of nothingness forever for eternity, while this isnt certain it scared the living life out of me and my anxiety spiked the most at that moment, i still have moments like this sometimes but on different topics about our life.
I had my first existential crisis at 12 years old when my dad died. Though I hardly saw him in my life because he wasn’t a full US citizen, he was my hero and did everything he could to make every visit memorable and happy. He was the only person in the world I fully trusted as a friend who truly understood me during a time I was being bullied by EVERYONE for being autistic, several relatives included.
Never had I felt more alone and lost after that day.
my dad died in August of last year. Mine wasn't around much either but he was there when he needed to be. Had something similar to you when he died, everything just kinda, stopped for me. Even if he was shitty and never around, I still feel somewhat empty without him.
I find it fascinating that we, as a species, don't know everything there is to know. In fact, we don't even know all of the questions to ask, and how little we actually know of right now is pretty daunting. We're just here trying to figure this shit out together, and we're made to feel like there's an answer to everything that someone somewhere knows, but that couldn't be further from the truth.
Couldn't have said it better. There will always be questions that will be left unanswered, maybe that's how it's supposed to be. All we can do is live the lives we were given and focus on what matters to us.
your comment is indescribably naive.
@@MeshuggahDave.Explain dr hubris
@@Will-jb7dd look in the mirror
I’ll be honest i’m pretty young and i’ve heard nihilism and nihilistic choices being thrown around in reading things and it’s crazy how i’ve felt nihilistic since i was 9 from introduction of religion and still do 6 years later these videos are pretty good appreciate the way you display the concepts made sense and actually made me feel related to a lot more than i would’ve thought
My existential crisis is happening right this second because the non-word "crisises" is said ten thousand times in this video and it's supposed to be "crises".
My first existential crisis was being worried at the fact that everything and everyone will die. I worry that people I love will be gone and everything will eventually be for nothing.
Really what nobody tells you is that existential crisis isn't reserved only for adults. From the ages of 7 to 9, I was petrified of death, not knowing what it feels like, what goes on after that. I still don't dwell on it a lot, because I enter that headspace. I don't think anyone realised it was an existential crisis, because outside of my immediate family no one really knew. I was embarrassed that I was sleeping with my mom at 9 years old. I used to be obsessed with the idea of creating a potion of eternal youth, so I would live forever.
I still don't know why that happened and if I was just starting to understand death and mortality, but seeing that other people have experienced it gives me peace of mind somehow.
The scariest existential crisis I’ve ever had came when I was completely sober and relaxing in my bed…
I was working on 3D art as a hobby, and realized that everything was geometry connected by vertices, edges, and faces overlayed with a texture.
Made me freak out that I was in a simulation. It doesnt help that I have visual snow (static vision) either, because all of the RGB dots in my vision could just be pixels.😳
I developed visual snow after an ego death at a young age and have been viewing the world as pixels for 3 decades now. I've always thought of it as me seeing a deeper, more subtle layer of reality.
Happened when I was very stoned playing r6 it was like I was ultra aware of all the geometry in the game and in real life its weird but I did feel like I play better around cover now like I lvled up my understanding of reality if that makes sense
BRO I HAVE SNOW VISION TOO I THOUGHT IT WAS NORMAL TILL MY SISTER MENTIONED IT TO ME ONE NIGHT AND NOW I CAN'T BE THE SAME 😭
@@DeezNutzs_got_Cheeks When you cant see the starry night clearly but your friend can 😮💨
@@Waloo371 I can bruh 😭 I'm just trying to pass math
I have an extensional crisis every few months lol, I’ll often be talking to family or a friend to then suddenly get struck with how I know this person and understand the sounds coming from their mouth and how I have all these memories from my childhood and then suddenly I snap back, it scares me every time man
Broo I literally go through the same thing lol
SAME
You are the "extension" of your existential crisis
...how is that an existential crisis?
mainly cuz I realize that I’m conscious and reflect that there’s a universe I just managed to exist in
Thinking about myself just gives me an existential crisis, if you think about how are you interacting with things and thinking about them. You move your arm and you have no idea how or why this happens it just happens subconsciously, your mind is constantly processing and memorizing things around you, from the things you learn to the people you know, you may have to conscious consider it at first but after some time it subconsciously happens. This really helps me to revaluate what I know and continue to learn.
Yess I don’t know if this is also part of what you were talking about but the simple fact of being me is bringing me in this sort of hypnosis or perpetual thinking. I don’t really know how to describe it but once you start thinking consciously about how YOU’RE the one experiencing things and how everything up till now was YOUR perspective it becomes really weird. Your first sentence described really well part of what I’m trying to say.
I’m like two minutes into an anxiety attack and of course my feed brings me this 8 month old existential crisis.
I experienced existential crisis at the ripe age of 12, this was due to my self identity crisis that rooted from my OCD, however, it strangely calmed me, knowing that I dint matter, everything that I love hate and know will all come to an end, death, the most major thing that we can do in our lives insignificant and would be forgotten or go unnoticed to almost everybody else. So through that I got into philosophy and nihilism, I would often lay in my bed just still and thinking about the absurdity and the tragic reality of all forms of life, I recognized that death was pain, death was ugly, yet death was beauty, death was peace. I still indulge myself in philosophy both in my own and others, it brings me a sort of melancholic sadistic joy In a way, to know the horrors of this life, yet the acknowledgment that we still must, want to live it anyway. Deep down, a small part of our soul wants to live, it must live, it is programmed to, to avoid the biggest failure of mankind, failure to live, death.Our body betrays us, it’s survival instincts, our soul too, it’s inexplicable yearning to live. Soul and body betray the mind, mind betrays the body and soul. I have betrayed myself, I am betraying myself, and I will always betray myself. This sort of crisis is one that I experience frequently, but I continue to indulge in it, for it brings me joy. When I get anxious or sad about this I paradoxically use more of these thoughts to calm me, if I’m freaking out over death, I simply tell humor myself a fool, for this is human nature to fear death, yet so foolish to do so for it is inevitable and it is what brings beauty into this world. So this is basically just a rant but perhaps someone can take away something useful from this but just remember “Don’t take life too seriously, no one makes it out alive” in within it of itself it can help soothe your anxiety about death.
yeah, i came out of a cult when i was 19. i actually completely understood that i was going to be friendless for a long time. i had 1 friend who i would see face-to-face about once a month and that was it for over a year. and honestly, it wasn't all that bad. i was isolated but i didn't feel all that lonely. I sorta romanticize that time.
me right now
Cult?
@@hell1942 Yes those are a thing timmy
I've always been an existential person since i was a kid. i questioned why things were the way they were, the school system, i struggled with religion very young often battling fear based faith versus true faith, etc. Later on as a late teenager i attempted suic1d3 twice, even ended up in the hospital for it and my existentialism expanded so much more after survivng wondering if i didnt die bc i havent fulfilled my purpose and just questioning fkn everything. idk. life is weird.
I always find it so fascinating why a living being is even allowed to think itself to death. Like why are we capable of ending our own life? Why are we even able to think this way?
All I know is that I was assigned by something, whether it be nature/the universe or God, to live and also assigned to die.
this video skirts the real issue the entire run time.
What if hell is an entity and not a place.
What if we are all the same brain in a jar, living concurrent lives together with ourself.
What if there is no way out.
What if nothing matters and life is another river flowing over rocks and down a cliff.
What if it might as well all be a dream.
More like a nightmare.
I'm starting to think having little to no serious problems is weird now😅
Thank you for making this. This has been a major problem ever since I was a child all the way up until now. It has been an uncomfortable experience, so thank you for going into depth on the causes of these beliefs for others.
The script being written by ChatGPT adds a whole new layer to the concept of questioning whether or not the things presented to us in life are reality, lol
Listening to this made me feel like I was in high school while the class has to popcorn read and that kid with subpar reading comprehension skills is reading.
I've lived in existential dread off and on all my life. Sometimes for years straight (currently in a crisis). I've contemplated all things on this iceberg many times, and have experienced all the things listed here. Raised in religion, now atheist, attempts at suicide, NDE's, Derealization/Depersonalization, Ego death (many from drug experiences). On my best days, I feel like I'm just waiting to die, and feel pains in my chest, suffer night terrors and waking to find myself in sleep paralysis. Then feel myself fall out of my body and have to lash out to catch myself from falling into a void. Ego death was the most terrifying thing ever, because the ego is the single foundation that connects you to any normal perception of reality. Without that you lose who and what you are, and are pure experience in all its un-filtered fury. Id rather be real dead than that.
Sorry, just needed a place to vent about the suffering. I know I'm not alone, so felt inclined to share.
thank you for this. after months of obsessive reddit-searching about ego death trying to understand how i felt everyone was always talking about how ego death is love and bliss or whatever, but it just isn't for some people. brought me to the conclusion that pure experience might be all we are after death, that pure experience never ends, and that was one of the most horrifying thoughts i've ever had. that thought explained why i felt so tired in my soul, but i remind myself that experiencing trauma in this life was probably the true cause of that tiredness. it helps to remind myself that these feelings aren't reality and what i experienced was drug-induced, but also to hear that other people experienced the same absolute terror/horror that i did. i agree, i'd rather be real-dead than that. gotta keep saying other people are real and solipsism is a soul-trap, and not to let myself fall down those thought loops again.
in the mean time, i find as much solace as i can in painting my ego in bright, brilliant, and dark, depressing colors, hoping someone else will see a little bit of my soul in my self-expression. that's all i can hope for.
i hope your recovery from that experience is going well. it's a long and arduous journey but it gets easier every day. much love
@@sunblooomI also constantly ruminate about Solipsism, wondering if I've just created all this from my mind. It's a continuous battle
@@sunblooom Thank you for sharing your thoughts. It is true that we are not alone, we are just few. ^_^
My mother died from cancer. Needless to say I've had more existential crises than I can remember. 22 years old, I really don't have them now a days unless I'm really stoned and anxious at the same time. I used to have them every night as a kid, I'd cry every morning bc I'd be sad and sleep deprived. Man life is rough sometimes
Sorry to hear about that man, but thanks for sharing your story. I hope things get better for you, if your just stopping by the channel or staying for a while, welcome to the community, and I hope all gets better ❤️
I remember having one when i was just 4 years old. I tried so hard to imagine what it would look and feel like if i was never born. Just trying to replicate a feeling of non existence and in some cases it seemed like i was succeeding at imagining it to the point where i would feel a deep void inside of me. Kind of like a sense of anxiety but intrigue. I have no idea why my 4 year old me was trying to achieve that but that feeling has always stuck with me. Now i feel numb to the idea of not existing or that anything in my life would matter in a cosmic scale (not suicidal btw)
I had ego death, NDE, tried to end myself 7 times... but the existential crisis that im always stuck in thinking is the one that nothing of this really exist (i mean, it kind exists but dont exist at the same time. Its hard to explain) and i really died in my first attempt (and in all the other ones, also, i think i died countless times). I already saw heaven, hell, "the light" as they say, a endless black void and everything they describe as what happens after death... i think that our mind may be shifted to a similar universe when we die... our mind go to a universe that somehow we survived. I also think that this cicle keeps going until you accept the death and reeincarnate or overcome all of this and become "something else", the part of one only thing.
There is also the existential crisis of knowing that we are made of flesh and blood, we are weak, fragile, vulnerable, anything can kill us, we can be victims of accidents, the suffering of certain deaths, the injustices of dying, the cruelty with which some people leave and see that humans are chaotic by nature and do not hesitate to kill and commit atrocities (usually by seeing gore, seeing someone die or experiencing an accident)
I had existential crises starting from 5 year old but after more than 12 years ,I have searched for meaning in books, religion and spirituality my existential crises was cured by science now I understand that we are not created we never died we were always here but in different forms
I remember the first time I fully conceptualised death when I was five or six. Not existing, not being able to perceive anything, for all eternity really freaked me out I remember crying to my mum about it and she asked me if I remember what it was like before I was born, if it was painful or negative obviously I said no which brought some level of comfort at the time. It doesn’t really now though
Same. I cried for months starting at bedtime and slept in my parents room. This was right around preschool. Being separated from my mom for eternity gave me my first episode of depression. It lasted several months.
I had an existential crisis in high school after watching a documentary or UA-cam video or something that put forward the idea that nothing really exists outside of our brains, at least not in the way we perceive it. That the universe is basically static that our sensory organs translate into something we can comprehend, but its not the true nature of any of it. It's like code that our brains interpret. Exactly how true that is, I don't know at this point, but it threw me through a loop back then and it still messes with my head a little to imagine it.
When I entered high school at around 12 I had a full blown out existential crisis, to the point where I didn’t know why I was living anymore, so why not just die. I was questioning every single thing and thought nothing makes sense. Why is there anything at all. I went to therapy but she didn’t understand the shit I was going through, I think I eventually learned to quiet down and stop asking so much questions. Had a couple derealization episodes trough high school. It just feels like everyone is okay living life on this weird sphere out into the black space, but here I am questioning every single thing
12 year old in high school? You meant middle school?
@@flyingdoggo316 it’s different in canada
Hey man, excellent engaging content. The quality is top tier and obviously not thrown together. My only recommendation (and this is being nit-picky) would be to work on your speech and pronunciation of bigger words as it would give a better flow to your dialogue. Again, awesome video!
My first existential crisis happened to me when I was about six or seven when I couldn't comprehend what would happen after the universe ends, which brought up what happens after you die, which brought up what I would do with my mother passed, and just was a spiral from there
My entire life is an "Existential crisis" started at 7 when I withnessed a Homicide at my school bus stop. Now, years later it gets reenforced, I lost my dad, all my close friends, my youngest sister, my cat, and all my grandparents. It I always feel like each breath I take is closer to my last and it hits harder each year. More reason to be in the moment, to enjoy every second, appreciate the moments I share with everyone I love. Idk if there is an afterlife or not and don't really care, I'll cross the bridge when I get there...until cheers to the moment.
That’s sad :(
This is the most underrated philosophy channel I have ever seen!! I am going to take my seat before 20k :))
i remember being 5ish and my dad had to console me at 3:00 am because i was bawling and repeating “i don’t wanna die.” self awareness is a curse lolll
One of my very first bad existential crisis was when I was in like 6th grade and I thought about how when you die it could possibly just be nothing at all. And that thought left me shaken with the biggest void and scare I’ve ever felt before
The Lord cured this for me, many say "muh religion" and shrug it off, but no, its not religion, its not the answer, The creator himself is.
I think I have met a God/godess/spirit and it really freaked me out for a day or so. I practice meditation and 4 times a year I do a heavy dose of psychedelics, about 6 months ago now (I think) is when this happened. I was meditating and getting clearer pictures in my minds eye (mental images basically, like if you think of what an apple looks like) when I got the overwhelming sensation that I wasn't alone, looking around no one had actually entered the room so I just went back to what I was doing. 20 minutes or so go by and out of nowhere I get the mpst intense image of a beautiful psychedelic esk woman, it was like she was looking right at me in my minds eye and she/they/whatever looked/seemed surprised when we made "eye contact" as if they weren't suppose to be there (or more likely, I wasn't suppose to be there) then it just went away, no matter how hard I try to "think" of it or remember it's never exactly there. The feeling that someone was there also went away, in a way it was so surprising it knocked the wind out of me. No matter how hard I try I can't recreate the experience. Maybe someday I'll have a better understanding of what happened or be able to see them again
are you sure it wasnt the psychedelics?im just asking since i hear that like,drugs can make you see stuff and all
Bro opened the console irl and the devs dropped an Easter egg
something that I started doing at a very young age is, I stare at the mirror for a while, realizing that I’m actually a living being inside a body that looks like me and not just a thought thats in my head. It usually makes me feel a little dizzy but I did this again a few days ago and it felt like I was about to pass out. I never had this feeling this strong while doing this and it scared me a little bit. It’s very hard to explain but I never heard about this anywhere and I wonder if other people experienced this as well.
sorry for my english, but I just had to talk about this.
I do this also
My first existantial crisis was at 10 years old, I was in Manila (rlly big city in my country). I was staring out the jeep and looking at multiple people in cars and walking around and running and holding each other and walking beside each other- I could go on and on. That clicked with me that everyone, that I will likely never see again except this one second I pass by them on this car, are humans like me full of emotions and web of memories that create who they are today but death will end it all. Death would end this complicated web of a creature, all in just a minute.
Your commentary on “Are all humans really equal?” was put so comprehensively, incredibly profound, and I couldn’t have put it better. This topic is my main shower thought. I do wish you could have talked about the “why are you” topic on tier six also, but great video nonetheless !!
Yeah, chatGPT can write some pretty good commentary😂
How you die vs when you die;
I think it’s better to know when you die. But, both answers can absolutely mentally destroy anyone who’s not prepared.
If you know how you die and it’s NOT a natural death, you’ll do everything you can to avoid getting into that situation, spend the rest of your life with an intense phobia of potentially getting into that situation, and maybe even inadvertently causing that situation to occur by trying to avoid it (ie a person who knows they’ll die in a car crash decides to only walk, and ends up being hit by a car as a pedestrian).
However if you know when you die, you can at least plan for it and still try to live your life. We have real examples of terminally ill people who end up finishing their bucket list and making amends with their enemies so they can depart feeling fulfilled, sometimes in just a couple of months. (Now that I think about it, they also learn how they’ll die too, so it’s an interesting case study in both options.)
Both answers are examples of memetic hazards and require you to have done a lot of soul searching, emotional growth, and personal philosophising before you can safely deal with the information, but knowing when you die at least gives you a timeframe to work within. You can set other goals that aren’t “avoid getting into the situation that will cause my death”. I think I could eventually live semi-comfortably knowing I’ll die in 6 months. I don’t think I could live comfortably at all knowing I’ll die in a wood-chipper accident.
The way you pronounce words ever so slightly wrong is very humanizing and I appreciate it.
This is the first video ive seen of this feller and I might have unlocked a pet peeve lol. I was having trouble following what he was saying because some of the words said were kind of said in a lazy manner and could have been easilly edited/redone, sometimes the words blended together and didn't hit the proper constanents and vowels to properly form a word I reconized right away and my brain had trouble catching up to what he was saying because I was too busy trying to decipher what exact words he was trying to say. I've found myself speaking lazy in the past and that I wasnt even aware of it until I recorded myself speak. I'm sure I still do it time to time but I am now more aware of it and notice when it happens so when I hear people do it especially on a medium on which can be edited and redone before posting, I get unemersed in what he is trying to say and start to feel very slightly frustrated (which is 100% my problem because I'm most likely projecting my insecurities)... when I speak I need to consiously pronounce what I say to get my point across but maybe he has a speech impediment and has to work on it and or get speech therapy in order to get over that type of hurdle.
Although I agree that it is humanizing because mistakes and imperfections happen, it seems unprofessional in the terms of how much work he puts into his videos.
@@brandon8orI had zero issues understanding what was being said Bcz I lazy talk like this all the time 😂
@@invertedc loll I see, you speak the same language! haha
i had my existential crisis starting 8 when my grandma warned me not to touch a wall with ant poison
“all your dreams, your aspirations will be for nothing if you touch this wall.” or whatever and it made me think a lot
If I remember correctly I've had two existential crisis when I was in middle school/high school. Where I was watching some game play of dead space 2. I had a fear of which dying alone and nobody finding made me scared of dying alone. My second one started when I was getting ready to graduate from my university. This one involved the world moving fast while I struggled to keep up. Scary times but we all can do our best with this beautiful and chaotic world. Love you y'all and stay safe
i like the idea of someone seeing a picture of the loch ness monster and having a mental breakdown about it
thats because predators like the sounds of the prey in their mouths.