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Listening to Philosophy to Stay Awake

51G5cOxCB2L._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_¬† So for the past week or so, I’ve been listening to the audiobook of Heidegger and ¬†Hippo Walk Through Those Pearly Gates in order to stay awake during my 1 hr drive home after my 10 hr night shift and it seems to be working… Interesting that a book on the philosophy of death can keep me awake, but it definitely keeps my brain occupied which is what I need. Very interesting book so far, I’m about halfway through it. Taking it slow because I need it to last as long as possible until I find something to listen to next. Not only does it talk about various philosopher’s views on death, it combines with it the philosophy of consciousness and describes some of the basic areas such as dualism, physicalism, not much on materialism so far or panpsychism. The authors are interesting and include many jokes as well, all of which I don’t quite get, but that’s ok, still and interesting book so far and I will post an update when I finish.


Death and Dying

Ever since I was a little, I’ve been fascinated (some might say obsessed) with death and dying. I didn’t realize until maybe college that my daily thoughts on the subject were possibly unusual. As long as I can remember, I would play out scenes in my mind. (Did I subconsciously have a death wish?) I don’t know, but I would just picture scenarios where, for example, I would get hit by a car, or the man across the street suddenly points a gun at me and shoots, among many, many others. They weren’t frightening to me, it was just my way of acknowledging many different possibilities. It would just flash through my consciousness, and then pass, and it was so common to me that it had no effect. It was just a thought that crossed my mind. It was almost as if they were fantasies and it wasn’t until I realized what I was doing that I started to be able to control it. It’s just always been the question of “what if?” and I try to think of all possible scenarios. Maybe it’s just that the negative ones were more interesting and thus stand out more. Even now, I still wonder what it’s like; an unknown experience.