Perhaps this belongs in Social/Natural Sciences or Psychology but because I like Philosophy much more than Science I will put it here.
A couple weeks ago I decided to try and think like a materalist (or at least the way I thought a materialist would think), as in every realm of philosophy I try to be my worst critic and often empathize with those who’s believe are completley opposite/differant from mine in order to understand how i could be wrong , why they disagree with me (or better yet “Why they disagree?”).
Basically in my normal midset I believe in an eternal soul, an afterlife and gods (though not necessarily the absolute specifics of any, as i am still not sure as to the true nature of each). I believe there is a bright side to any situation and that all things happen for a reason. I dont believe anything in the physical world can ever become “Utopian” or “Perfect” but I do think people should strive to come as close to it as is possible (Happiness) . I believe conflict is a natural part of life and growth and therefore I don’t think world peace is something that can be achieved (I think there will always be wars). I also believe Justice is a real part of the natural order of things and not merely a concept we hold in our minds.
That said I went a couple of days looking at life as if no one had a soul, there was no afterlife, nor gods, no divine justice, Simply having consciousness in a random inherintly meaningless existance. My basic morality didnt change but the actually purpose for it seemed unclear, “Why care about anything if everyone will be dead eventually anyway?” My opinion on dieing didnt change, “every one dies, its pointless to fear it and it is ultimately futile to try and avoid it.” I still held onto concepts of being a good person but again i didn’t really understand why, “If when you die you cease to exist What is ultimatley the differance between living a long happy live and a short horrible one if the end result is a blank slate?”
In this state of mind I saw self awarness as a cruel curse, hexed on me by apparently random chance and frighteningly enough I started thinking that perhaps the quote that I most despise would be true, that “Ignorance is Bliss” :-& .
I also started to think of Near Death Experiances as merely hallucnations occuring in the brain due to the lack of oxygen going to the brain.
How cruel a fate to not only live in an existance with no afterlive but to be fooled by ones own mind into believing it to be true!
Eventually I stopped because some of these ideas seemed so ridicoulous to me and I firmly decided I could never nor would ever want to be a materialist.
I would describe the experiance as Bleak and overwhelmingly Apathetic, I’m a little suprised that a lot of materialists don’t simply shoot themselves in the head.
I don’t envy you materialists, yours is a hard lot it life, a poorly chosen one in my opinion but a hard one all the same.