patricknotstar

You have a screen of awareness. Whatever exists within the moment right now within this screen of awareness including sight , sounds, bodily sensations is all that we can know for certain. Everything outside of that is a web of assumptions and concepts. Even the labels we assign to what we see in this screen such as "tv, desk, wife" is arbitrary and relative. I totally agree with that despite not being enlightened. Just being a rationalist and based on epistemology 101 this is true. So I am curious how you derive solipsism from this? Yes you could very well be the only conscious entity in existence, but you also couldn't. You have no way of discerning which is true as you can only verify your own self awareness, through direct experience, not anyone else's. Yet Leo claims solipsism is true and I don't see how that can be verified through direct experience and isn't just an assumption. To me it seems like an eternal mystery.

I am not a materialist but just from experience , brain injury changes your personality. Now is that just a phenomena god is dreaming and not how the materialists understands it, which is there is an external objective reality where this biological tissue called a brain holds your memories and orchestrates thoughts, thus changing its structure changes your identity in a pretty fundamental way, idk. Regardless, wear a helmet.

Being alive is not something you know, its something you are. It precedes knowledge and language.

jesus is God—but not in the simplistic sense people imagine. he’s not just God wearing a human disguise. he is God fully identifying with human finitude: taking on a real, vulnerable human consciousness, subject to suffering, fear, and even doubt. this isn’t God pretending to be human—it’s God becoming fully human, including the limits of human experience. on the cross, jesus doesn’t suffer as God in omnipotent detachment. he suffers as a man, abandoned, humiliated, and in pain. that suffering is profound precisely because he experiences it fully, not as some distant observer but as someone who’s truly entered into human fragility. if God is truly all-powerful, then he’s powerful enough to limit himself—even to the point of temporarily surrendering divine awareness. if he can’t do that, then his power isn’t complete. the incarnation is the mystery of God choosing to set aside omniscience and omnipotence, not by ceasing to be God, but by living as if he were only man, for our sake. if jesus had faced death with full knowledge of his divinity and guaranteed resurrection, the cross would feel more like a formality than a sacrifice. but christian theology affirms that jesus’ cry—“my God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (mark 15:34)—wasn’t staged. it was the cry of someone who had truly entered into the human condition, including the terror of death and the absense of God. that’s what makes the sacrifice real: it’s the death of ego, the surrender of self-preservation, even the willingness to lose one’s identity—not because it will be restored, but because love for others outweighs the need to survive as a seperate self. tldr: This theory suggests that Jesus wasn’t just God appearing human—He truly became human by voluntarily suspending His divine awareness and power. If God is truly omnipotent, He has the power to limit Himself, even to the point of not knowing He is God while living and dying as Jesus. That makes the crucifixion a real sacrifice, not just a divine performance—because Jesus didn’t go to the cross with guaranteed awareness of resurrection, but with the genuine fear, doubt, and loss of self that only true love could endure.

How do you make friends with people you can intellectually connect with as an adult. I do have friends but they are old highschool friends, and we talk about the same dumb stuff. How can I form deep friendships with new people, I graduated university so campus is not an option and I am currently unemployed , looking for an engineering job so work is not an option.

I feel like after spending so much time in the blackpill community i'm incapable of falling in love. I can see every interaction with a girl as just transactional and how it breaks down into darwinian psychology. It makes me unable to feel anything for the person. Like seeing a magic trick but knowing how it's done. I used to be an incel ,. I never had any misogynistic views toward women or anything like that. I was just part of that online community. Too shy to ever approach. Then when I began trying and got into relationships , even a long term one currently. I find myself unable to feel this "Love". I care about my girlfriend as a person, I'm not a sociopath. I always want what's best for people, but this feeling that's portrayed in movies where the guy is in ecstasy and swooning. Yeah I have yet to experience anything remotely like that.

I remeber Leo saying with trump winning the election, things such as christian theocracy , white supremecy, patriarchy etc will all rise which makes sense. However he said it will also be the death of crypto which confused me a bit given Trump has been pro bitcoin and has even hinted at a strategic bitcoin reserve. Or is this a 4D chess move by Trump to get elected so he can regulate crypto under the guise of patriotism to death so it doesn't challenge the US dollar?

twice in my life I've had near ego death. It happened the same way both times but different locations. Both times I was dead sober, infact I've never done psychedelics before. The first was when I was skipping class and laying on my back in the back of my car. Suddenly I felt my body begin to vibrate. Not subtly but very violently as if I was strapped to a plate compactor. I could also here a loud whirring sound, as if you were on an airplane and the window next to you were to break off. I could sit up but I wanted to ride this out. Then a portal of indescribably intense white light surrounded by fractals opened up above me and began to pull me. The closer I got the more amnesia I developed, I could no longer remeber names of family members, where I was. As I got closer the amnesia deepened I couldn't even recall my name at this point and was losing grasp even of the concept that I am a human being. I was becoming nothingness. Now shapes and sounds continued, sensations continued but the entity that was there to observe them and give meaning to them which I call "I" was dissipating. As I got closer I knew I was only a step away from absolute cessation and I began to panic that's when I snapped out of it and the portal closed and everything went back to normal. The second time I was laying in bed and snapped myself out very quickly cause I knew where it was leading. I don't think this experience made my more spiritual. Instead it frightened me, I don't want to go into cessation and become nothingness. It honestly felt terrifying and disappointing. I imagined my first spiritual experience would be fantastical. The feeling of my consciousness being elevated and become more aware. Instead it was the opposite and felt like everything was closing in including my sense of self. I hated it, I hated the fact that reality could even produce such an experience. I honestly wish I had just been raised some fundamentalist christian and had a simple world view that made me feel secure. That I could believe in heaven. Instead I was raised agnostic and have had to battle this existential dread and uncertainty around death my whole life. However I have no choice, you can't force belief.

Is there a sense of continuity after death where eventually you will incarnate as the same identity and going "holy shit what a trip all those eons of other lifetimes were, it's good to be back as me, Jim Bob in this new body ever since I flatlined in that hospital bed." To have these sense of continuity.

In Severance, memory is split through a brain implant that creates two identities: the “innie” (work self) and “outie” (personal self). The innie only exists at work and has no memory of life outside, while the outie knows nothing about work. The implant switches between these selves automatically, trapping the innie in a perpetual work loop while the outie enjoys a stress-free life. They are the same person yet split into two. The duality is an illusion, yet feels real to each side. With outies selfishly going against the interest of there innie's.

Ever since I was a kid I could lucid dream , but conversely I had dreams that were way more dissociative than the average dream. I would become a woman , or an old man and have a completely different set of memories and life in my dream. This scared me because this experience made me feel that my Self, is my identity and to lose this identity is to die permanently. No different than an eternal void. Reincarnation which comforts others as an afterlife was unacceptable to me. You are telling me if I die and come back as a bee and have the consciousness of a bee with no prior memories of this life that I have survived death? NO! I would have died, that bee is not me. Death haunts me, I don't want to lose this identity for it feels like losing myself in totality. Now if I die and I am a bee , but there is a continuity, i.e. the same sense of self and past memories, that I can accept. Nobody seems to get what I'm trying to say here. I understand there is an awareness that continues, I have experienced it first hand when I had vivid dreams that I am a middle aged woman with a family ( I am a male in my young 20's). I know there was still an awareness there, but it wasn't me. Yes I understand all identities are equally valid and real since reality is relative. This whoever doesn't solve the fear and attachment this current ego feels to it's current identity. Even referring to it as "this ego" feels weird because I am going into third person when all I'm referring to is myself. Yes yes I know what you will already say, but it is not comforting, because I am selfish and only care about the continued existence of this present identity I feel to be ME.

The fear of nonexistence isn’t just a byproduct of being alive—it’s a fundamental part of what it means to exist and be consciousp. To have a sense of self, an “I,” requires a resistance to the idea of not being. Without this fear, there would be no ego, no drive to preserve the self, and in a sense, no true existence. To exist is to maintain a constant tension between being and the awareness of non-being. If one were entirely indifferent to nonexistence, they would effectively dissolve the boundaries of their own identity, ceasing to truly “exist” as a self. Fear of nonexistence, then, is not merely emotional but a prerequisite for the experience of existence itself.

Thrice in my life before this fourth time I've had the opportunity to "awaken" . Now I could be wrong and experiencing something else but it goes something like this. I'm laying awake in my car, another time in my bed and there is a sudden rush of clarity. As if all the air has been sucked from the room or someone with poor vision putting on new glasses and everything coming to focus. I then start heading towards a metaphorical gate, a threshold so to speak . The closer I get the more my identity disssolves. When I reach the edge of no return, I know with absolute certainty if I "walk" through it that I will die. My body also begins to vibrate very fast as if I'm laying on 100 of those back massager things but there frequency is cranked 1000X. It feels very real and physical, not some subjective feeling but that I'm literally vibrating The closer I get the more my notion of reality as I understand it melts, notions such as "other humans around me are conscious" , "the space I'm in is located somewhere in a physical universe." This occurs under the influence of zero drugs, in fact I've never done psychedelics before and it occurs randomly. I don't know if what I'm experiencing is a glimpse at awakening or something else. Anyways then I get very scared and always back away and decide to go back to reality as I know it. My brain makes rationalizations like "I'd rather live knowing my family and gf is real and be happy than face having to know I am all alone" . Has anyone else experienced something similiar?

I have extreme guilt over my grandpas death. This was two years ago. I feel guilty because towards the end of his life which I didn't expect btw as he was only in his 70's. I was going through a horrible depressive point in my life. I was waiting for a diagnosis for an illness I don't want to disclose that could've ended my life. For some reason I decided not to tell my grandpa as he was recovering from heart surgery and I didn't want to burden him further. HOWEVER the consequence was I became a very VERY bitter and depressive person. To everyone. I became so cold that for the last few months of his life I hardly talked to him. All I could think of was my diagnosis. I ignored him and he wondered why , this was even worse because he lived with us. After he died about 2 months later I received my diagnosis that I was in the clear, had it been otherwise I would've been facing a pretty high mortality rate. I felt a guilt and sadness I have never felt. Yes I cried when he died for a week straight. I loved my grandpa more than anyone can imagine. He was closer to me than my dad, when I was just a month old my parents left me to live with my grandparents so they could work full time. After that period my grandparents moved in with them. Essentially I lived with my grandparents longer than my parents my whole life. I will never forgive myself for how cold I was to him during those last months. If I had known I would've spent every moment possible next to him telling him how much I love and appreciate him. Instead I was a cold prick to everyone caught in my own situation. The worst part is. He wouldn't have known why as he didn't know what was going on, but how could I know he'd die before I could tell him! I will now spend the rest of my life thinking about what if in his last moments what he thought was why did his grandson stop loving him. I will never be able to explain to him what happened. It's been two years and I think about him everyday and the guilt never goes away. I need to know I will have the chance one day to tell him how sorry I am.

Am i just too damn cheap. My girlfriend and I get along pretty well but one place our mindsets complelty diverge is how we view money. To me money is something that should be spent on bare necessities and everything you save should be put into assets, real estate, gold, stocks, bitcoin lol etc.. Ive always been great with my money, that is till I met my girlfriend a year ago... To her money is simply a tool to gain new experiences. She wants to travel, try new foods, go on excursions. Things I don't care about at all. I find myself spending more than I ever have. It's straining our relationship because I can't hind my frustration as i'm forced to spend money on things I couldn't care less about when I could be putting it to use on investments. Am I just cheap and living the wrong way, before I met her I never went out , I don't spend money on food , I never travelled, I'll wear my clothes down till there rags. But it makes me happy and saving has allowed me to have my own house and car. Everytime I try to approach her about viewing money differently she gets mad, one time I recommended she read the "Rich dad poor dad" book by robert kiyosaki and she got offended.