Is Nihilism a bad influence on a person?
Is Nihilism nothing more than negativity? is it the cold hard truth?
edit: it was a bit hastened to refer to the truth as cold and hard.
edit: it was a bit hastened to refer to the truth as cold and hard.
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Ecclesiastes is a book of wise "nihilism." It opens with "all is vanity." But it advises one to enjoy life, work hard at something one loves, find a nice girl. Childhood in this culture sets us up to expect absolutes. Maybe we are hardwired to start that way. But the pleasure in life, in all of the little projects we make for ourselves, suffices for many -- assuming there is not too much pain. And things tend to get less painful as one gets the hang of a godless life. I tempted to say something along the lines of what the wise Joseph Campbell might say: the "finite" personality has to die to make way for the "infinite" personality.
When I first realized that I was a mortal being, and that death is terribly certain, I spiraled into a pretty un-fun depression in the face of my mortal existence. But you know what? It scared the shit out of me to where I confronted it and embraced it for the sheer certainty that it is, and proceed to live and enjoy life anyway. I am sure that there are more revelations and realizations that await me, and I can safely say that these presently hidden realizations of the nature of being are gateways to a life of authenticity and depth.
I feel you. It is terrifying indeed to accept one's annihilation. I also agree that this is nevertheless the path to authenticity and depth. One reasons that what must die is largely the vessel of universal virtues that will be carried on by the next generation. If a person happens to be too alienated to see themselves in others and others in themselves, then (in my experience) they fantasize about crystallizing their irreplaceable essence in the "great work." The alienated death-dodging personality carves a copy of his misunderstood soul or likely over-rated uniqueness for some future generation worthy of him or her. When I think of my younger self, I laugh and wince and how much I (unconsciously, defensively) exaggerated my uniqueness and/or its importance. And yet one can feel wise in one's awareness of one's ignorance. And one can feel particularly attracted to the universal ,take the impersonal personally, if you will, which is to say find a real passion for it and be joyfully absorbed in it. I like the idea of the universal as a flame that leaps from melting candle to melting candle.