I think you need a new keyboard lol. Did you mean ataraxia?
Another word I haven’t heard until now, but yes, I do support this attitude to life. I think I’ve learnt it from my ex. Sometimes bad things happen that are beyond your control and lamenting them is a waste of time, which can be much better spent on trying to figure if there is anything that can be done about the loss or adversity. And if nothing can be done, move on to enjoying other things in life.
I was interested to read that in ancient times, ataraxia was the ideal state for soldiers heading for battle. You can be sure as hell that if I was about to face the prospect of killing others or being killed, ataraxia would be the last mental state I’d be in!
Purpose?
So much this.
Learning.
To discover and adhere to an objectively moral life.
Me too, but I started from the context of AGI safety: eventually we will make a superintelligent machine without any wisdom, that could be given any moral system, even making paperclips.
So here’s my draft of a logical path to maximal morality, and consequent values: https://www.quora.com/If-you-were-to-come-up-with-three-new-laws-of-robotics-what-would-they-be/answers/23692757
Of course it was downvoted to oblivion on LessWrong, probably because they believe: https://www.lesswrong.com/posts/NnohDYHNnKDtbiMyp/fake-utility-functions
Not to die today
To save as many animals as I can
To be furiously myself.
Of course there’s “how do you define yourself” but I discover it every day and it changes spectrally every few weeks (it better) so my definition is wrong over and over again. And I’m right over and over again too. Am I drunk?
It’s hard to define in words, since words lose meaning and are imperfect when they leave your mouth.
But I feel well-defined when I turn a gun game into a tea party. Or a tea party into a gun game.
When I stay up wake to grab an extra bite of time, or when I do jack shit to stare at cool red cirrus clouds. I’m defined when I fuck up but bite my way up the wall into a standing position.
When I write something down and look back at it later – “wow, I was smart” or “wow, I was braindead” – then do it again.
Decorate my room, or make my lock screen pretty, or reanimate a useless skill.I’m only a little opinionated though. If I download a personality, that’s still me. If I 180, that’s still me. If I’m dead wrong and eat advice, that’s still me.
I’m not gonna carpe diem into a crime spree but my time is fucking mine so fuck everything (romantically/derogatorily)
I don’t know.
It’s to overcome challenges and become a better person. To not live like an animal, to have morals, strength of character, treat others well, help other people.
Basically the opposite of what the TV and social media is telling us.
Is it?
I’m just here to raise entropy.
To work for some asshole and make just enough money to get by.
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate the beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch Or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentations of their women.
To enjoy the world and minimize how much I prevent others from enjoying it as well.
How do you do the first?
Personally, I indulge my wanderlust and love of good food.
It doesn’t feel like you’re living a cliché? “Food and travel”?
I don’t give a shit. It’s fun as hell and I get to cook wonderful food for the ones I love.
Nothing wrong with living a cliché
ideally producing scientific research and art but in practice I’m just trying to minimize my own suffering :/
Pretty sure that’s what everyone is doing. It helps to help others, where we can, in my experience. Focus on love, beauty, goodness. We can hyperfocus on the ugliness and easily fall into the abyss of despair, rather than the abyss of freedom (within personal constraints, obvs).
