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Has your greatest fear ever really come true?

Brickjectivity

Brickjectivity

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My greatest fear is being buried alive even though there are a lot worse ways to go. I would just rather not die that way.
 
Aiviu

Aiviu

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Deidre said:
I read an article recently about fear, phobias, etc...and how often times, we consume our lives with unwarranted fears. Fear over the unknown can be cause for great anxiety, and most of the time, whatever it is we are fearing...never happens. So, has your greatest fear ever really come true? if so, how did you handle it? Did it help you to overcome your fears, in general?
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My greatest fear comes while I sleep.

My eyes are already open. My body does not move. First signs of cruel fear are spreading within me. I know that I actually sleep and that I am in a dream. It is only through curiosity for this dream that fear can be removed. For now. I can get up. I can see. I can walk. Nevertheless, my brain is hard to maintain the image I am in. Blurred vision. No walking upright. Until I can finally implement that I am now only a ghost. The view is like the one inlet. It means walking upright. My body and everything is drawn in the brain.

I notice how everything I see seems to be dipped into the light of a solar eclipse. Nobody is here. It is deserted. And if someone were here? ... Then I can feel the fear creeping into my mind again. I start to run until I see someone. My confidence in the unknown dissipates a pleasant warmth on my body, which I would not have felt so directly. It drives away the fear and spreads itself rapidly in me, which it almost threatens to expel me. "No, I do not want to die, not yet," I think, though I know that I would just wake up. The dream itself became the world of my life. And waking up would mean dying in it.

My greatest fear would be if I once i could not wake up again. Sometimes I even force the fear and it pulls me back where I am sleeping. Often it wakes me but often enough I was in the same dream again. So, if there is a form of energy that can sustain my mind, then I would rather not be like that in these dreams. Not so alone. Not so empty. Not in a world immersed in the light of a solar eclipse. Its ghostish and creepy.

I know what lucid dreams are. I know what sleep paralysis is. And I know that this probably ends with the death of the brain. Yet. I am astonished how the brain keeps me going, and every emotion is tuned to a body that is sleeping numb. Once I tried to scream as loud as I can, but all I hear in the dream of me was a weak groan in my ears.
 
Spiderman

Spiderman

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CogentPhilosopher said:
Souls are spirits right?
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Right. Some people say there is a difference.

Whenever the word “spirit” is used, it refers to the immaterial part of humanity that “connects” with God, who Himself is spirit (John 4:24).

The word “soul” can refer to both the immaterial and material aspects of humanity. Unlike human beings having a spirit, human beings are souls. In its most basic sense, the word “soul” means “life.”
 
CogentPhilosopher

CogentPhilosopher

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PopeADope said:
Right. Some people say there is a difference.

Whenever the word “spirit” is used, it refers to the immaterial part of humanity that “connects” with God, who Himself is spirit (John 4:24).

The word “soul” can refer to both the immaterial and material aspects of humanity. Unlike human beings having a spirit, human beings are souls. In its most basic sense, the word “soul” means “life.”
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So if a human guided you, it would be a spirit guiding you.
 
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Nietzsche

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Brickjectivity said:
My greatest fear is being buried alive even though there are a lot worse ways to go. I would just rather not die that way.
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Man, everyone is going to regret posting in this thread. May as well start with you;

There is a non-zero chance that some form of consciousness remains in your body after the cessation of bodily functions, considering we don't know for sure what consciousness is really made up of. You may not be buried "alive", but you can certainly be buried conscious.
 
CogentPhilosopher

CogentPhilosopher

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PopeADope said:
But there is the flesh and material body that can somewhat blind a person, but you are right
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So since you said you needed a spirit to guide you, that your morals come from your soul, and that people have souls, does that not mean that your own soul can guide your morality?
 
Brickjectivity

Brickjectivity

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Nietzsche said:
Man, everyone is going to regret posting in this thread. May as well start with you;

There is a non-zero chance that some form of consciousness remains in your body after the cessation of bodily functions, considering we don't know for sure what consciousness is really made up of. You may not be buried "alive", but you can certainly be buried conscious.
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That would probably be my least favorite way to go, basically reduced back into a worm without the ability to appreciate being one. Yum yum dirt. Ooh I love all this darkness.
 
CogentPhilosopher

CogentPhilosopher

Philosophy Student
PopeADope said:
The experiences I have with the great spirit energize me in a way I can't reproduce through fantasy or wishful thinking
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So your evidence that it is not fantasy or wishful thinking is asserting that it is not fantasy or wishful thinking?

I'm sure you know that is circular reasoning Pope.
 
Spiderman

Spiderman

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CogentPhilosopher said:
So your evidence that it is not fantasy or wishful thinking is asserting that it is not fantasy or wishful thinking?

I'm sure you know that is circular reasoning Pope.
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faith and prayer is the only thing that helps me. Im sorry it does nothing for you. It ticks me off that God refuses to provide the evidence. I guess he wants there to be Atheists.
 
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Deidre

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Brickjectivity said:
My greatest fear is being buried alive even though there are a lot worse ways to go. I would just rather not die that way.
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I'm afraid of this, too. Which is why I want my cell phone to be buried with me. Suppose something went really awry, and we are alive, but buried! At least we could send a text message to let someone know. :D
 
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Deidre

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Aiviu said:
My greatest fear comes while I sleep.

My eyes are already open. My body does not move. First signs of cruel fear are spreading within me. I know that I actually sleep and that I am in a dream. It is only through curiosity for this dream that fear can be removed. For now. I can get up. I can see. I can walk. Nevertheless, my brain is hard to maintain the image I am in. Blurred vision. No walking upright. Until I can finally implement that I am now only a ghost. The view is like the one inlet. It means walking upright. My body and everything is drawn in the brain.

I notice how everything I see seems to be dipped into the light of a solar eclipse. Nobody is here. It is deserted. And if someone were here? ... Then I can feel the fear creeping into my mind again. I start to run until I see someone. My confidence in the unknown dissipates a pleasant warmth on my body, which I would not have felt so directly. It drives away the fear and spreads itself rapidly in me, which it almost threatens to expel me. "No, I do not want to die, not yet," I think, though I know that I would just wake up. The dream itself became the world of my life. And waking up would mean dying in it.

My greatest fear would be if I once i could not wake up again. Sometimes I even force the fear and it pulls me back where I am sleeping. Often it wakes me but often enough I was in the same dream again. So, if there is a form of energy that can sustain my mind, then I would rather not be like that in these dreams. Not so alone. Not so empty. Not in a world immersed in the light of a solar eclipse. Its ghostish and creepy.

I know what lucid dreams are. I know what sleep paralysis is. And I know that this probably ends with the death of the brain. Yet. I am astonished how the brain keeps me going, and every emotion is tuned to a body that is sleeping numb. Once I tried to scream as loud as I can, but all I hear in the dream of me was a weak groan in my ears.
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This is so interesting. Are you afraid of dying, in general? I love sleep, but it's somewhat unnerving when we fall into a ''dead'' sleep, and wake up from the alarm in the morning, for example and it literally feels like we died and came back to life. No memory of dreams, nothing.
 
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