clop said:
it made me consider even more this option of suicide.
Cheers
Hi Clop. The true beauty of tripping balls is that, eventually, when we come back down, we can really have an appreciation as to the magnitude of correct wiring connections that allows us to sense the world where we live now in a way that mostly makes sense.
Things don't wobble so much.
Sights, sounds, tastes and emotions are more or less understandable and so very beautiful.
Consider then for a moment that there could well be an intelligent, if slightly sadistic, design behind all this that we have for such a brief and terrible, incredibly pleasurable moment.
It must have taken some real hard work to lay down the initial code that allows all our molecules to function together in a way that can coherently decipher light, sound, physical and emotional sensations. (If there is indeed no intelligence behind this development that somehow mutated unstable quarks into you and me then that is even more incredible and worth a bit more of our patience).
Some altered states have hurt my brain so much that the only thing that got me through was the belief that sooner or later I would be able to compute and process my surroundings with the help of that wonderful code again.
It might well have taken 14 billion years to write this code and even if it is still in the pre-alpha stage, overflowing with bugs and balancing issues, it is a true masterpiece and could be the greatest labour of love ever created.
I would strongly urge anyone who would listen to me not to pull the plug on that system. Perhaps at the very worst case, just repeatedly mash Alt-f4 and ctrl-alt-delete until something boots back up.
The circuits will fry themselves beyond repair eventually and without that incredible code....well... trying to process all this data could be really, really terrible. Quite possibly for eternity.