I had a panic attack for 11 years. I also had fiber myalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, OCD, obsessive personality disorder (not in the DSM) and asthma.
The Jews in the concentration camps had paradise compared to this. Because I always felt in the verge of death every moment, I exclaimed “death is my teacher!” Then death came to me 14 years later, and spoke a very simple sentence to me, “you have no idea how easy you’ve had it”
I was shocked that any being could say this to me.
Death was 100% correct. The next 14 years were hell beyond hell, beyond that, and beyond that.
My prior experience made my will power so strong (putting one foot in front of the other with all my might for 11 years, made my will power invincible) I endured those hells with dignity and grace.
Death was my teacher.
Death and I understand each other. This planet is so horrific that your only job is to destroy existence so that nobody can ever experience that level of suffering again.
I took what’s called “the good path”, others take “the bad path”. The bad path is simple, people wreak horrors upon the world to bring a hypothetical god down to fix it all. “Look what I can do! You fucked up “god” now fix it!”
This is deaths psychology as well.
Now here’s the deal. Hyperdimensional mirror realities are possible. Because if this, we all have a perfect case against “god”.
People who act out are trying to draw attention to our collective misery.
If we want to, we can send “god” to hell, we can even kill this hypothetical being.
The thing I constantly tell death and humans, “don’t be the thing you hate”.
Look for solutions other than annihilation of all!
If “god” cannot do those things and you prove they can be done, then god and death are both assholes! Just people, and assholes at that.
Let’s claim our birthright and send every being to heaven forever, and stop this stupid war.