This is what you’re triggering. An intersection between Heidegger’s care & the they (& it keeps going w other philosophers), Jesus’ parable of the sower & stuff about not worrying & storing up treasures in heaven, and Siddhartha Gautama on attachment, and modern psychology on attachment styles and disorders.
I feel like Siddhartha and Socrates were like saying the same thing. And Jesus. And then everybody went all weird with their interpretations.
But who am I to say such a thing.
I’m sorry… what job do you do that others are incompetent to do? I forgot. Is your job remembering?
I can’t do that, nor would I attempt to if I could, as you said it violates your consent. Besides, you can’t violate the consent of someone who wants to be dead by making them physically live again if physical death doesn’t make them stop being conscious/mind. You want what you can’t have. Unless I’ve misunderstood you.
So. What’s the worst that could happen? You should do whatever makes you happy that is in line with self=other. If it was possible for you to wobble off into oblivion, that’s what you wanted. If it’s not what you wanted, don’t worry about it, because it’s impossible. Somehow this feels related to Pascal’s wager—Which plays more to the fear of missing out on that which satisfies the hunger for true meaning. If you’re going to live forever no matter what, missing out on that truly is a living hell.
Live dangerously. Treat the other as self. Do not go gently into that fake-good night while you’re still alive. Sometimes the light at the end of the abysmally groundless tunnel stares back at you like:
Swim, Ec… swim! Just. Keep. Swimming.
I did today. It was glorious.
You should visit. We could swim together.
You ever swim with a sasquatch in the pale moonlight?
Damn. I hope I didn’t go too off-topic.