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No, that's not what I've been saying. There's sensing, feeling, thinking. Real, universe, thing, me, you - merely abstract speculations that can't be proven.

That's not nihilism to me. Nihilism discussed here doesn't imply destruction. Nihilism in this context is just a word, a tool for pondering the world as it is.

It's not the Nihilist who's happy to support tyrants and dictators. It's the obedient Conformist. I consider myself a nihilist. I'll cherish the beautiful names you gave me: a drain, a rotting limb. But I don't want to infect anyone. I haven't said anything mean. I'm just trying to reflect and to be honest. Btw, Spinoza thought that suicide doesn't exist, because a man cannot kill himself (there's no one to kill & a man doesn't make the "decision").

Who are these historical and destructive nihilists? The most destructive people in history have furiously believed in themselves and in some other abstract ideas (such as free will, responsibility, judgement, nation, ideology, value and race). There is no proof for I so far (except these little lines called letters and the sounds called words).

I know pain, but I don't know "consciousness". I know happiness, but I don't know "I". Has someone experienced consciousness? I haven't. This is what I've been trying to explain all along: "consciousness" is something learned and assumed. As a newborn, I didn't even know "I", but that didn't take away the emotions and sensations. It just took away time, consciousness, I, me, etc. If a tree falls in China, it isn't a tree not falling in USA. But where is your pain if I don't know that the pain I'm feeling is my pain? Without "I" it's just pain.

I do have purpose in my life. But from absolute point of view, it's all just stories. What purpose could there be without conceptual thinking? If I sit on a beach and watch everything happening, what's really happening there (without conceptual, inner storytelling)? "I" is a story (even without language it's there as a concept, just like in animals), beach is a story, events are stories. Without these stories all that is left is somekind of unified happening, where waves, sounds, wind, body and experience are not separated, because they aren't conceptualized. They are not "they". There's no room for the Absolute, Purpose or authentic Self on that beach. There's no room for anything. And no room for eternal.

No, there is just experience. It's all that is certain. No "I". Descartes didn't get it. If there is a thought, there is a thought. No proof of "I". Language tricked Descartes.

You seem to assume that there's consciousness (as a subject, the experiencer of experiences) and reality. What I'm saying is just that I'm sure of what is sure. I have never felt "me" or "I" or "consciousness" or "reality". There's just emotions, sensations and thoughts. They come and go. And even coming and going is too much said. What is, is. There's no moment, no time, no objects, no subjects, no "absolute reality". This is all that can be certain. Everything else is speculation. This may be nihilistic solipsism. I'm not saying there can't be something else. But if there is, there's no way to know anything about it.

If there was a purpose, what would it be? Who would have set it? How could someone (a person) exist? If it's someone who has set it, would we have to obey and organize our philosophies according to it? Would it be an absolute purpose then? If the purpose is impersonal, it isn't a purpose. Purpose cannot exist.

In time I have grown into nihilism. But why do you think a nihilist would be a danger to someone? I'm quite kind, actually. I was just comparing the traces of a meteor and what you read here. I'm not denying this body of "mine" and the meteor (although they aren't real for real either).

I can say that something caused the word (what caused the signals in brains etc.). But it's pointless. If I start to chase all the causes, I end up having infinite regress of causes. Again, after infinite causes, there's no cause. Every cause has another infinity of causes. So, no cause. Nothing made me use the word. A meteor doesn't exist according to meteor. Should it stop leaving a streak in the sky? There is no "me". There are these thoughts (which can't be separated from the electrochemical signals in the nervous system) and fingers typing the keyboard. But there's no one here. (This is just one way to say it.)

Nothing made me use the word. No-thing. It just happened. It's just a word.

There's feeling of pain. Even though I wrote about "feeling of an identity", there really isn't one. I have never felt identity. It isn't a feeling, It's just a word. There's nothing beyond sensations, emotions and thoughts. If they cease, nothing is left. There's no "me", "being" or "consciousness" beyond sensations, emotions and thoughts. Just verbs, no nouns.

I'm enjoying my life. But the emotions and the feelings of purpose and will just happen like everything else in the universe. They are not my creation. Nobody's creating them. Even the feeling of identity just happens on its own, without purpose or goal.

Buddhist metaphysics sees the fundamental reality as discrete and deterministic. This is a practical way to describe reality, and in the end, its implications don't differ from continuous and indeterministic metaphysics (advaita). In both cases it's impossible to have a conceptual absolute. (However, advaita holds on to a non-conceptual absolute, whereas buddhism doesn't.)

I think it's not a coincidence that Gorgias, Gautama, Heraclitus, Zeno, Parmenides etc. lived at about the same time.

Sounds like Spinoza to me. Spinoza was a great nihilist.

Descartes didn't realise that "I think" is a presumption, an axiom. "I" do not think. There's just thoughts. There's no one thinking (creating) those thoughts.

What's "me" and how could it exist? There are some kind of feelings, but where's the "feeler" of those feelings? There's just random feelings and sensations.

To me there isn’t such a thing as “free will”. It’s possible for anyone to feel the deep freedom in everything by means of meditation and mindful living, but there’s no “will” in freedom. Freedom is just plain freedom. The same freedom can be seen in the clouds moving across the sky and in my own thoughts and actions coming and going. Freedom is “a verb” without nouns. It isn’t anyone’s or anything’s possession. (And in the end, freedom is empty.) What about causality? Right actions cause right actions and the other way around, or is it as simple as that? Whenever we separate our actions from the whole and view them as “that is because this was”, causality applies. What about the bigger picture? How do we know what happens ten years after because of our right actions? The chain of causality is infinite already seconds after our actions (actually it's instantly infinite). There is no way of knowing the “results” unless we name and limit them. Anyhow, I have to live my life believing in free will and in the positive results of my positive actions. At the same time I have to understand (deep down) that everything that happens (once more: including all my thoughts and actions) is essentially out of my control. Any thoughts?

The question is, what do I see when I look in the mirror and when I look a tree or a rock. Do i see myself just like i see the tree or the rock? My answer is yes. I'm nothing more or less than a rock in this world. This is just what I've been trying to explain here, but you seem to ignore it. It's all about acceptance and giving up. That's all the freedom there is. And it isn't in anyones control to choose the freedom. Thing are just as they are. Always. The world isn't an extension of 'me' or the ego. 'My' will power isn't mine. Will has no power, it's just something happening. A rock is just something happening. What's the difference? I don't see any difference. I see myself just like I see a rock. I don't care if the cows are flying. If they do, it's just happening. I don't care if I feel like I'm causing the flying cows. If I do feel like that, it's just happening without me really controlling anything. No big thing. Flying cows are just like a flying tennis ball. What happens, happens. When I'm pointing at the 'physical' world, I'm just pointing at the reality. Matter and mind are just words. What is happening is the reality.

It didn't come out the way I wanted to, so I removed it. Here are the main points, if i remember them correctly. 1. We are not the body and not the mind, because there isn't an unmoved mover anywhere, except the impersonal, meaningless and non-volitional universe - the whole. If there's an 'I', it's in the body-mind and it's fully spontaneous (which means it's not in 'my' control) and an inseparable part of the causal chain. 2. Mind and consciousness are like a flying tennis ball. Nothing more special. 3. If we are not the body and not the mind, there's no illness either. If there's something to be cured, then we are the body and the mind. There's no existence for 'me' beyond the body-mind. 4. I didn't write this. My brain did. At the same time, a feeling of an 'I' writing this arose in the body-mind.

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