
Kali_Yuga13
Specialist
- Jul 11, 2024
- 398
In my meanderings on the Internet to neighborhoods of philosophical discussion and metaphysics the topic of suicide comes up here and there. Places where NDEs, afterlife, reincarnation, prison planet and Christianity are discussed are where I tend to land.
Almost always the question of suicide comes down to courage versus cowardice. Suicide is spoken of in hushed tones. In some religions a suicide isn't given a burial on consecrated ground and even the family is sometimes shunned. I've heard it damns you to hell and it's spitting in God's eye for the gift of life.
From those inclined toward Eastern thought I've heard it undo's the totality of all lessons one has learned through numerous incarnation and one has to start from the very beginning. I would have to start as a bug and progressively work my way up the food chain only to once again face life with relative abundance I should be grateful for but with just enough problems to make it a psychic hell. If I can face that kind of life to the end, perhaps I can attain what? Reborn both wealthy AND well adjusted and perhaps even lucky on top of that? And from that lofty perch I can look down upon the billions in misery and poverty and stoically tell them that their suffering is the entry fee to be like me? Just hang in there. eh?
So suicide is seen as a great relinquishment of the duty that's been bestowed upon us in vague contractual terms with no means for renegotiation and no return warranty despite the product being sometimes damaged off-the-shelf. It's the great "no call, no show" to the workhouse of life. "You'd better have a good reason" they'll say.
I'll be honest, the idea of catching the bus only to find myself a disembodied spirt having made a huge mistake scares me. So does the "lake of fire" so does reincarnating a zillion times, so does eternal blackness, and yet so does eternal life and having to remember all my mistakes or having to answer to those that have made less of them. I can't find a truly agreeable scenario but I wouldn't mind a break.
And here we are in this little community where we attempt to solve the dilemma of SI and muster the courage to make our grand and final exit in a world where what we view as courage is considered cowardice. And I have to say that I really don't know. I don't know how one CAN know without the tangible certainty of what happens after death. And yet, having such knowledge would entirely remove the tension between worlds removing both the weight and consequence of the act.
No one really knows this in a way that can be demonstrated to others. Not the most faithful religious person nor the most hard-nosed materialist despite the certainty with which they make their claims. At the end of the day it all ends with "trust me bro". A belief in anything, even nothing, requires faith.
And whose to say the act can be summed up by binary values? Maybe some suicides are cowardly and others courageous. Some are acts of mercy to one's self or caregivers and others are done in revenge. Some are a matter of practicality and others are done in passion. Some are done in foolishness and others with careful deliberation. Some are for political statements or as a sacrifice for a greater good.
I have been stuck in the deliberation stage for too long. I have my means and methods figured out but now it seems that excessively pondering about it is counter productive to just doing it or attempting to recover.
I aspire to acts of courage and dignity in both life and death. Right now I stick around as a matter of dignity. Dignity may in fact be the most important factor in whether or not a person decides to catch the bus. Heck, even the legal euthanasian program in the US is called "Death with Dignity". Or when the Samurai's committed seppuku it was an act to restore their dignity and honor. Whether it be abuse, addiction, poverty, disgrace, regret, homelessness, sickness or disability much of these conditions assail our sense of dignity and also agency. If I can slowly restore both my dignity and agency, perhaps I can recover. So it looks like it's time to start browsing the Recovery section of SaSu.
Almost always the question of suicide comes down to courage versus cowardice. Suicide is spoken of in hushed tones. In some religions a suicide isn't given a burial on consecrated ground and even the family is sometimes shunned. I've heard it damns you to hell and it's spitting in God's eye for the gift of life.
From those inclined toward Eastern thought I've heard it undo's the totality of all lessons one has learned through numerous incarnation and one has to start from the very beginning. I would have to start as a bug and progressively work my way up the food chain only to once again face life with relative abundance I should be grateful for but with just enough problems to make it a psychic hell. If I can face that kind of life to the end, perhaps I can attain what? Reborn both wealthy AND well adjusted and perhaps even lucky on top of that? And from that lofty perch I can look down upon the billions in misery and poverty and stoically tell them that their suffering is the entry fee to be like me? Just hang in there. eh?
So suicide is seen as a great relinquishment of the duty that's been bestowed upon us in vague contractual terms with no means for renegotiation and no return warranty despite the product being sometimes damaged off-the-shelf. It's the great "no call, no show" to the workhouse of life. "You'd better have a good reason" they'll say.
I'll be honest, the idea of catching the bus only to find myself a disembodied spirt having made a huge mistake scares me. So does the "lake of fire" so does reincarnating a zillion times, so does eternal blackness, and yet so does eternal life and having to remember all my mistakes or having to answer to those that have made less of them. I can't find a truly agreeable scenario but I wouldn't mind a break.
And here we are in this little community where we attempt to solve the dilemma of SI and muster the courage to make our grand and final exit in a world where what we view as courage is considered cowardice. And I have to say that I really don't know. I don't know how one CAN know without the tangible certainty of what happens after death. And yet, having such knowledge would entirely remove the tension between worlds removing both the weight and consequence of the act.
No one really knows this in a way that can be demonstrated to others. Not the most faithful religious person nor the most hard-nosed materialist despite the certainty with which they make their claims. At the end of the day it all ends with "trust me bro". A belief in anything, even nothing, requires faith.
And whose to say the act can be summed up by binary values? Maybe some suicides are cowardly and others courageous. Some are acts of mercy to one's self or caregivers and others are done in revenge. Some are a matter of practicality and others are done in passion. Some are done in foolishness and others with careful deliberation. Some are for political statements or as a sacrifice for a greater good.
I have been stuck in the deliberation stage for too long. I have my means and methods figured out but now it seems that excessively pondering about it is counter productive to just doing it or attempting to recover.
I aspire to acts of courage and dignity in both life and death. Right now I stick around as a matter of dignity. Dignity may in fact be the most important factor in whether or not a person decides to catch the bus. Heck, even the legal euthanasian program in the US is called "Death with Dignity". Or when the Samurai's committed seppuku it was an act to restore their dignity and honor. Whether it be abuse, addiction, poverty, disgrace, regret, homelessness, sickness or disability much of these conditions assail our sense of dignity and also agency. If I can slowly restore both my dignity and agency, perhaps I can recover. So it looks like it's time to start browsing the Recovery section of SaSu.