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Most people aren’t equipped to deal with fear.
Why would we be? There hasn't been a threat for most of us, for our entire safe, soft, lives.
In a forum like this, it’s mainly social fear: of women, rejection, embarrassment. But fears come from everywhere. Right now there’s big fear of viruses, wars, stock markets, melting glaciers.
All fear is fear of identity loss. Yep, even fear of death, is actually fear of losing your identity.
Think about his. You’re a successful web developer, 29 years old, with your own car. You like reading books, playing video games, and the occasional trip to Mexico. People know you as being a “nice” and “cool” or “chill” guy. You like rap music, black on blond porn, Dr Pepper, and Game of Thrones.
Is any of this real? No... it's all conceptual. But... you're terrified of losing it. Or perhaps you love martial arts and working out. You’ve out years into your body. You have chiseled abs, great hair, and a reputation as a tough guy that gets shit done. Death would be the ultimate loss. But there are smaller, more obscure deaths. Like having your phone stolen, or breaking a leg.
Getting rejected and laughed at by women? This means destroying your entire self-image, and you’ve worked very hard to create it. It’s taken your whole life!
What about fear of flying? What if you crash? No more successful business man. No more ladies man. Just a pile of burning flesh.
How is it some people are afraid to leave their house, while others are able to blow themselves up in the name of their God?
It’s the belief that there’s something greater than their identity. Some higher power. Something that happens "after" the end. Something better. A cloud to chill on, a pile of horny virgins, eternal knowledge.
I have my own belief system about what happens after I die. You may be atheist, or agnostic, christian, Buddhist or Muslim. But even then… we fear being “bad” at our religion. Yes… Atheism is a form of religion too.
All fear, is fear of death.
If that girls rejects you, and everyone see’s it, you might be cast out of society. Once upon a time, this might have meant death, which meant you became nothing. Not a warrior, priest or poet. Now it means you get kicked out of your school, fired from your job, or imprisoned. Not death... but close enough. Maybe you identify as being free, and prison is a loss of this. Or being fun, and losing your income means no more fun.
What about fear of pain? If you were to do something dangerous like perhaps, skydiving. Is the reward of a once a life experience worth losing your identity? To die? Or is it worth the pain of hitting the ground at terminal velocity? Do you fear death by fire? Or drowning? Is it really a fear of talking to women, or the shame of being terribly nervous and losing that identity of a “nice” and “normal” guy? The emotional pain.
When you die there’s a gland between your eyes that secretes a substance called DMT. You can hear all about it on the Joe Rogan podcast. People smoke it, drink it, sniff it. But the result is that you hallucinate, and experience “Ego death.” Users claim they lose all sense of “being.” They lose their attachment to their identity, and this can be terrifying because you essentially cease to exist as “You.”
The way to overcome fear, is to stop thinking about any of this… as real.
Personally, I see my entire life as a silly, sometimes scary, often difficult… game. I’ve made it this far, and eventually it will end. Then either it’s lights out, or I’ll be whisked to Nirvana, the astral plane, the cosmic realm, to rejoin the computer code in the sky, or whatever.
I’m going to die, your’e going to die. Let’s just hope it’s not too painful. But losing my identity? What’s an identity except a lifetime of choices based on experiences? Liking chocolate over vanilla, preferring to stay home vs travel.
There’s no course in public school on how to silence your internal chatter, or the nature of fear, or wisdom. That would mean finding teachers that actually had wisdom. Without priests, we’re left to grapple with these problems on our own. We learn spirituality from silicon valley nerds and pop stars and psychologists. Maybe we need more priests and shamans to equip us with tools to deal with fear.
Anyway, it’s all a game. It’s your game. You’re going to die somehow. Let go of your attachment and enjoy the experience before it happens. And when it does, have a laugh at the absurdity of it all.
This may sound simplistic, but I’m not ready to write a book on the subject. Not yet.
Why would we be? There hasn't been a threat for most of us, for our entire safe, soft, lives.
In a forum like this, it’s mainly social fear: of women, rejection, embarrassment. But fears come from everywhere. Right now there’s big fear of viruses, wars, stock markets, melting glaciers.
All fear is fear of identity loss. Yep, even fear of death, is actually fear of losing your identity.
Think about his. You’re a successful web developer, 29 years old, with your own car. You like reading books, playing video games, and the occasional trip to Mexico. People know you as being a “nice” and “cool” or “chill” guy. You like rap music, black on blond porn, Dr Pepper, and Game of Thrones.
Is any of this real? No... it's all conceptual. But... you're terrified of losing it. Or perhaps you love martial arts and working out. You’ve out years into your body. You have chiseled abs, great hair, and a reputation as a tough guy that gets shit done. Death would be the ultimate loss. But there are smaller, more obscure deaths. Like having your phone stolen, or breaking a leg.
Getting rejected and laughed at by women? This means destroying your entire self-image, and you’ve worked very hard to create it. It’s taken your whole life!
What about fear of flying? What if you crash? No more successful business man. No more ladies man. Just a pile of burning flesh.
How is it some people are afraid to leave their house, while others are able to blow themselves up in the name of their God?
It’s the belief that there’s something greater than their identity. Some higher power. Something that happens "after" the end. Something better. A cloud to chill on, a pile of horny virgins, eternal knowledge.
I have my own belief system about what happens after I die. You may be atheist, or agnostic, christian, Buddhist or Muslim. But even then… we fear being “bad” at our religion. Yes… Atheism is a form of religion too.
All fear, is fear of death.
If that girls rejects you, and everyone see’s it, you might be cast out of society. Once upon a time, this might have meant death, which meant you became nothing. Not a warrior, priest or poet. Now it means you get kicked out of your school, fired from your job, or imprisoned. Not death... but close enough. Maybe you identify as being free, and prison is a loss of this. Or being fun, and losing your income means no more fun.
What about fear of pain? If you were to do something dangerous like perhaps, skydiving. Is the reward of a once a life experience worth losing your identity? To die? Or is it worth the pain of hitting the ground at terminal velocity? Do you fear death by fire? Or drowning? Is it really a fear of talking to women, or the shame of being terribly nervous and losing that identity of a “nice” and “normal” guy? The emotional pain.
When you die there’s a gland between your eyes that secretes a substance called DMT. You can hear all about it on the Joe Rogan podcast. People smoke it, drink it, sniff it. But the result is that you hallucinate, and experience “Ego death.” Users claim they lose all sense of “being.” They lose their attachment to their identity, and this can be terrifying because you essentially cease to exist as “You.”
The way to overcome fear, is to stop thinking about any of this… as real.
Personally, I see my entire life as a silly, sometimes scary, often difficult… game. I’ve made it this far, and eventually it will end. Then either it’s lights out, or I’ll be whisked to Nirvana, the astral plane, the cosmic realm, to rejoin the computer code in the sky, or whatever.
I’m going to die, your’e going to die. Let’s just hope it’s not too painful. But losing my identity? What’s an identity except a lifetime of choices based on experiences? Liking chocolate over vanilla, preferring to stay home vs travel.
There’s no course in public school on how to silence your internal chatter, or the nature of fear, or wisdom. That would mean finding teachers that actually had wisdom. Without priests, we’re left to grapple with these problems on our own. We learn spirituality from silicon valley nerds and pop stars and psychologists. Maybe we need more priests and shamans to equip us with tools to deal with fear.
Anyway, it’s all a game. It’s your game. You’re going to die somehow. Let go of your attachment and enjoy the experience before it happens. And when it does, have a laugh at the absurdity of it all.
This may sound simplistic, but I’m not ready to write a book on the subject. Not yet.
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