I don’t know how to change it in Sync :(

30 btw

You got a mouth, don’t you?

Sounds like you’re painting the world with broad strokes based on narrow circumstances. Not everyone is the 40yo you want to kick out, even if their situation seems similar. The OP is more than likely nowhere near 40 and obviously looking for ways to change their state in life. No reason to beat a stranger up because they resemble someone you know.

Edit: I just read more of the thread…the OP actually kinda sucks.

I’m addicted, man. And I got my friends hooked on the stuff. All I can do is sit with the shame.

I fundamentally disagree with the idea that suicide of consciousness is the correct answer to resolving the problem of suffering. Suffering is but one element of our collective existence, and while I agree that it’s unpleasant (duh), extermination is far too extreme an answer to consider it just. The scope is simply too narrow and pessimistic, and if one were to act on this philosophy, I would consider them evil. Don’t kill your mates for being depressed or for hurting. Help them, however you can.

Our brains are incredibly complex organic matter. The only reason we know they think is because we experience the thinking. But we’re still just mechanically complex clumps of nonthinking objects that create a thinking one.

I like to think all advents in science are simulation modifications. We managed to make rocks think and talk to us. That sounds like magic in a vacuum.

Go a little further, and you run into ego death. You feel like your sense of self is no longer consistent with your experience and start from scratch for a little while.

This is the idea I run with. As a people, we have a natural attraction to simulated worlds. Stories, books, shows, movies, games, dreams, imagination. That’s our shit right there, and it makes sense that we’d hold onto that passion were we to go up a level.

Hallucinogenics are wild, man. It feels like peaking behind the veil, and it can make you lose your grip on what you understand reality to be. I had a bad trip where I found myself face-to-face with what I’ve nicknamed as “the spectator”. Dunno if it was supposed to be my higher self, God, or some other entity. But it made me well aware it was always there, always watching, and existed outside of our perceived reality. I told my mates that, at the time, it felt like I found something real, and that our reality was the fabrication. I still don’t know what to make of it now.

Perfection is stagnation. It’s the entropic nature of reality that provides the vehicle for change and will to manifest, allowing subjective experiences to exist. If anything, I’d see this as evidence of a simulated reality, as it’s suspiciously convenient that this is all here for us to experience the way we do. You wanting it all to end sounds like more of an internal battle than external to me, and yours is a scary worldview.