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Bluelighter
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I don't think I could sacrifice desire for a state of ascetic spiritual contentment either. I'm more partial to Nietzschean viewpoints on the matter in that I don't believe there's any point in spending life essentially seeking death (though I greatly respect these people's self-discipline). I'm merely trying to expand my mind as much as possible by openly experiencing as much as possible--including some things that are dark, shallow, and hedonistic--while maintaining self-control and self-knowledge, and without harming others.
Insightful observation. I hope I can react so rationally in the time preceding my actual death, though given the content of your next paragraph I don't know if we're using the same sense of the term "sublime"...Dondante said:The concept of the sublime is intriguing. It seems to me that this is the only reasonable option when faced with such a traumatic situation ... anything else would cause even more struggle. The last things I want to experience on the brink of death would be sadness (for loss of interpersonal love) or fear of judgement (from the perspective of a believer in a personal God).
I don't mean "sublime" in terms of a monk's spiritual contentment, or as in "how was my walk through the garden?-- it was sublime." I mean the Kantian sublime: "that, the mere ability to think which shows a faculty of the mind surpassing every standard of sense", a state of overwhelming fear and awe, but where no real danger is present--a tremulous and overwhelming kind of transcendent beauty. I never even hoped to encounter such feelings at the point in the trip when I decided to think of them. It was the mere fact that such experiences exist at all that gave me some solace. Though it was a matter of obligation to these states as the greatest events in my life, not self-consolation, which supplied the real reason for devoting what I thought might be my last moments to them, even if I would not feel them again.Dondante said:Finding sublimity seems to be the goal of a spiritual path. I imagine that a non-attached, yet genuinely concerned attitude is the best possible frame from which to experience the world. Psychedelics have helped me become less attached to things outside myself, leaving more options as to what degree outside events impact my mental state ... this has helped me become less self-conscious. There's a long way to go, however, to reach the sublime state of a buddhist monk. I don't envision myself ever being able to sacrafice every desire in favor a sublime state.
I don't think I could sacrifice desire for a state of ascetic spiritual contentment either. I'm more partial to Nietzschean viewpoints on the matter in that I don't believe there's any point in spending life essentially seeking death (though I greatly respect these people's self-discipline). I'm merely trying to expand my mind as much as possible by openly experiencing as much as possible--including some things that are dark, shallow, and hedonistic--while maintaining self-control and self-knowledge, and without harming others.
