People around me view time as duration of events or the intervals between them that has lapsed.
As for me (and possibly other INTJs as well), I always ponder over how much time does one has left?
As for me (and possibly other INTJs as well), I always ponder over how much time does one has left?
Time is limited.
Death is a reality, a definite destination that all of us has no escape from.
With this in mind, I tend to stay focused on things that matters me the most, people that I really care the most and how I can improve the world around me and my loved ones. In actuality, such fundamental awareness guides me tremendously in many things I do.
And this is also the very reason why I do not play Pokemon Go.
As someone aptly shared in Facebook:
"Nihilism can be a common thought process for INTJs. And, INTJs tend to focus on what is our raison d’etre, I think the stark reality and observance of human existence and suffering, coupled with the very realistic awareness of the very limited amount of time we have, can be very overwhelming on an existential basis for even the most stoic of INTJs. Death is a reality. Suffering is a reality. The stark reality is that my life, my very existence on this planet despite my best efforts to help others, will be a drop in the bucket compared to the amount of help that is actually necessary to truly make things better for humanity. This can be numbing to one’s joie de vivre. I don’t want to simply entertain myself until death, I want to make a difference in the world. To combat depression, I find solace in philosophy. Reading “Being and Time,” I understand Heidegger’s philosophy of human existence, of “being thrown” into the word, or throwness, as being similar to the premise of the show “Survivor”. What do we do with the limited resources we have and how do we survive and endure the very hardship of existence itself? I try to move through the Nihilism into the joy that is knowing that I can only do all that I can, nothing more. I am not Atlas. Blaise Pascal said, “The eternal silence of these infinite spaces terrifies me.” Existence is terrifying. It is what we do with this terror that makes our mark on this world, if any. -Angeline Gulhaugen
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