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If the Earth was about to explode Vs Which BL'er would you save

You're probably all going "oh shit God, I'm so sorry for the atheism, no really, I always knew you were real, please forgive me oh Mary mother of God"

When I thought that I was going to die both in reality and due to drug psychosis I had a great feeling of calm and acceptance.

The only times I have ever prayed have been when I thought I was about to die in the immediate future. However, on these occasions I was also completely pychotic, hallucinating wildly and hearing voices booming in my head ordering me to do all kindsa things and threatening the most horrendous eternal tortures and torments if I didn't. I'd say this is a rather contrived and specific circumstance and I'd bet a ball you would all do the same under those very specific circumstances.

I find it fascinating that the only "religious experiences" I've ever had have been whilst I was very clearly deeply psychotic. These experiences were unimaginably vivid and "real" to me. And also utterly horrific and beyond terrifying. I really have heard the "voice of God" but I do not believe in this self-proclaimed god as any deity who thinks it suitable to only interact directly with their supposedly beloved creation is to terrify, torment, endanger and humiiate somebody (and obviously the overspill into other people around who get caught up in it all) when they are demonstrably (and thankfully only temporarily) "insane"... such a deity is not worthy of worship and makes no sense in relation to any of the philosophies that include such a thing. Makes a lot of sense in terms of how there could be so many contradictory and nonensical tales of words, acts and events associated with a character born from the depths of the human mind in extremis though.

I would boil an egg.

But there'd be no time to toast and butter soldiers 8(
 
There are no Atheists on a sinking ship.

This is a complete myth. There are many tales of known non-believers who didn't for one moment crack when death was looming (usually people in warzones and such like where witnesses survived to tell and confirm the tales)

This happened to me near a hamlet northwest of Saigon. I, along with five other men, was assigned to night duty at an outpost about a half-mile from company perimeters. We carried only our M-16 rifles, grenades, Claymore mines, and a two-way radio to protect us. That night we were surprised by an assault group of Viet Cong guerrilla fighters. Three dead young American soldiers were silhouetted by the moon's reflections inside our outpost bunker. The radio man sputtered, "Oh, Lord! Lord! Help us!" My response to him was to stop praying. I exclaimed, "To hell with God! You help us! You radio back for mortar and artillery fire support!" Fortunately, he regained his composure and radioed the forward observers for fire support to be directed at our map coordinates. Common sense dictated that staying alive was more important than wasting precious time praying. Consequently, he saved our lives.

Read the rest of the story at I Was an Atheist in a Foxhole

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Wiki's section on "Notable counterexamples [to the "There are no atheists in foxholes" myth]
 
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This is a complete myth. There are many tales of known non-believers who didn't for one moment crack when death was looming (usually people in warzones and such like where witnesses survived to tell and confirm the tales)

Everyone will always have the conflict, regardless.
 
Everyone will always have the conflict, regardless.

No they don't. That's precisely the point. You may have that conflict but you are not everybody. As noted in the wiki article...

Recent research on the relationship between death anxiety and religious belief have found that strong atheists and strong religious believers both share low levels of death anxiety, but that moderately religious and irreligious people experience higher levels of death anxiety.[28] A study by Oxford University psychologists also suggests that faith in the explanatory and revealing power of science increases in the face of stress or anxiety.[29]
 
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You have no idea how you would react to such an event full stop. Most of you would shit your pants for starters and btw you could find a link to back up any claim on the internet. Ask Si dread
 
You have no idea how you would react to such an event full stop. Most of you would shit your pants for starters and btw you could find a link to back up any claim on the internet. Ask Si dread

Having been in mortal fear of my life in more than one situation (generally involving blunt, sharp or loaded weapons accompanied by clear threats of my likely impending death) I can honestly say I never once considered praying (aside from those psychotic incidents I mentioned abover where prayers were specific demands of the voices in my head). I did once shit myself though - that time involved somebody kicking my door in and swinging a lump hammer at my head.

The time I had most time to ponder my fate was the one with the gun-toting Yardies who were under the impression that I owed them money because somebody I knew got sent down with gear they had on tick. The gentlemen in question made national headlines one year for taking an Uzi to a queue of people trying to get into a NYE party one year (at the time they hadn't been charged (but were widely known by reputation for having done the deed) and have since both received life sentences for the murder of two sisters who were there that night)). There was no doubt whatsoever that they would have pulled the trigger on me. My fate was out of my hands and I have never been as scared in my life (other than those incidents of psychosis mentioned - full-on psychosis beats anything for sheer terror I suspect). I felt numb and... almost accepting (as there was no way I could see to do anything to save mysef). Oddly calm. very hard to explain but I can honestly say it never crossed my mind to pray.

No I wasn't on a literal sinking ship but I can't really see how being utterly sure you are about to die changes so very drastically depending on the specific death you are expecting.

As for finding internet links, yes that is true. In this case ones that link back to primary sources.
 
I have never been as scared in my life (other than those incidents of psychosis mentioned - full-on psychosis beats anything for sheer terror I suspect).

Amen :D

Seriously though, I was just the same thing the other day here somewhere. Having also been through my own frightening experiences, nothing comes to being as scarring and devastating as dt's.
 
But at the same time you got could lack the fear due to lack of imagination, or perhaps you have suffered worse than death already. ;)
 
But at the same time you got could lack the fear due to lack of imagination, or perhaps you have suffered worse than death already. ;)

If I could even begin to convey to you how specatacularly wide of the mark you are on that first suggestion (specifically in regards to death (although I'd like to think my imagination has always been one of my more notable features))... You truly have no idea just how much fear was involved in every incident I am thinking of up there. That comes afterwards though - when you have time to digest what has just happened. In the moment itself things are just... just very different to anything I would have expected.

As for the latter point, who knows? I have no more idea of what - if anything - happens when a person dies than anybody else does. The quasi-religious psychotic experiences have given me a very rich, very detailed and stupefyingly unpleasant cosmology of the metaphysics of mortality - none of us want that I can assue you - but, as noted, I cannot believe any truly transcendent otherworld could be so suspiciously close to psychotic delusions. If any of that stuff was true everybody got it wrong and we're all fucked - and there's nothing anybody can do about it either.

I perhaps have more fear of death than most in some regards as a result of these incidents, but I also note that this "knowledge" only made itselt apparent during times of acute psychosis. Outside of major mental health crises I presume to be much the same as anybody else when it comes to reactions to experiences - individual.
 
You really are treading on eggshells here, I was edging towards the latter suggestion.
 
Can a mod help me get this back on topic so it's not closed like my other thread? Thanks :)

That's not the way threads work in EADD as I'm sure you've noticed by now, Evey. They kinda take on a life of their own and go wherever they may go. We only really seek to keep drug threads on topic (for obvious reasons - they are the primary resource of the site) whereas with social threads we only intervene if things descend into an absolute shitstorm. Basically, we like to treat social threads as if they were actual conversations as this serves better to create a homely environment where people get to know each other - it's just a more natural approach than trying to over-moderate discussions which are going along just fine... albeit in several directions at once in most cases, Wandering in and around a topic is a fine and noble EADD social thread tradition and long may it continue <3
 
My goodness what happened???!!! I was really enjoying the light hearted thought provoking question and thinking about ways in which I should really make people aware how precious they are to me now and not wait till the destruction of the world to tell them! I was feeling all chill, peace and love and all that jazz, came back on to see how the thread had progressed and it's gone into melt down!! I have no thoughts or feelings of judgment or anger towards any individual commenter, but it has made me really think about how talking about our own mortality can take us all into different thought processes and cause a variety of reactions. (and please if there are spelling or grammar mistakes in this comment or any others please don't mock, I have dyslexia, I roll with it and I like some of the quirks it gives me but do feel embarrassed when obvious spelling mistakes are pointed out to me!) have no idea why I just rambled on about all that, possibly because I have been awake for 24 hours! Anyway this is me attempting to send loving and peaceful vibes out to you all.
 
And thinking back to the original question, if the world was about to explode and I could have one wish, apart from my original answer, I would like to think that I can make changes now so that the people I love and care about already know that,, so in those final moments I would wish to feel no regrets, and to feel a sence of pride and achievement for how I have used my time on earth.

Been thinking loads about this lately, how it can often feel that as soon as we wake up in the morning we wish we could go back to sleep! And I know I am often guilty of viewing the day ahead as just hours to get through till I can sleep again! And then I found myself wondering why my life was never changing or nothing good was ever happening!
Some life events we can never control such as illness, loss, exploding world ect but we always can have a choice in how we respond and that for me at the moment is such an empowering thought.

Feel like i have have made this a bit deep now! I have wrote a poem (first time I have ever publicly shared any of my creative writing!) called before the curtain falls and posted it into the words forum but it complete
y sums up what I am trying to say in this post! Feel free to check it out!
 
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