Aliens have quarantined the solar system to prevent contamination of the universe by humanity. They are waiting for us to incinerate ourselves and keeping the other races safe until we finish the job.

People were happier in the stone age than they are in first world countries today.

Our brains did not evolve for the lifestyle we’re living today.
I sure as fuck would be happier out hunting, gathering and making handcrafted tools during the day, then telling stories by the campfire wrapped in a fur at night.
Even if there’s no toilet paper, I could get mauled by a bear every day, and if not, the tribe will leave me behind on the next migration when I’m too old and weak to keep up.

I’d rather live 30-60 years like that than edit another Excel sheet. Sadly, our “civilization” made that way of life completely impossible.

Reincarnation

I just can’t get over the idea of:

Nothing --> Existing --> Nothing

So I figured, an unscientific philosophical guess, that existence is more like:

Noting --> Existing --> Nothing --> Existing (again) --> Nothing --> Existing (again) --> [repeating forever]

Maybe “souls” is just an energy.

Einstein said energy cannot be created nor destroyed. So maybe, when we die, we become an energy that, by some ways we can’t yet understand, just randomly becomes a part of another living being… maybe a human, maybe non-human, maybe this energy stays nearby here on Earth, maybe it somehow goes to a random alien planet and you become an alien the “next life”… who knows?

Or maybe this is just another coping mechanism my brain cane up with in face of the knowledge of certain death, influenced by the Eastern philosophy that I grew up with? Whatever…

There are less troll answers here than I would have expected from lemmy