Let me make a few things clear right off the bat. This post isn't an attempt to diminish the impact of inceldom by saying sex isn't good or a need. I'm also not saying that I'm nihilistic about my own sexual prospects; if I weren't, I wouldn't be an incel. This post explores a philosophy that I dub "sexual nihilism," which seeks to connect sex as a concept to the philosophy of nihilism. @unionistcel @Ricecel Sungnodius
1. Let's start with something basic: why does sex exist? To produce offspring, but why? Because of decay and death. The core of this philosophy is that connection. That sex exists solely because of death. Therefore, engaging in sexual activity is a brush with your own mortality. This view is a massive contradiction with societal narratives surrounding sex, that sex is this invigorating thing that reaffirms life, when in reality, its sole reason for existence is life-denying.
2. Sex removes the agency of being. There's this idea that we're not human beings, but human doings. Connecting this idea with sex and reproduction is simple. The objective purpose of life is to reproduce; therefore, everything you do is to achieve that end. Your being is meaningless and fleeting; you solely exist to attempt to create more people. Your life isn't really yours at that point, just a fleeting cog in a machine, discontent with just being; this is why desire in Buddhism is viewed as negative, as it's placed higher than your own personal being. Desire in this philosophical framework is something that exists separately from your conscious being. From a biological perspective, sexual desire emerges from lower subconscious regions and not your own conscious decision-making. You can connect this idea with determinism, that if I had free will, I could choose when to be horny, not have it bestowed upon me. My overall point here is that the existence of sex strips meaning from the individual life, as it binds you to overarching processes. In this framework, being isn't a value in it of itself; doing, however, is.
3. Sex is disgusting. I have a high conscious inhibition toward sex. That changes when I feel desire; however, it's rather bipolar. I view sex and defecation in a similar light, two reminders of our status as animals. It reminds me of how Darwinism affects my life (BP), and it reminds me of nihilism. That animals live, die, and rot meaninglessly, and we're all doomed, not only to die but to lead meaningless lives rife with suffering. When I see a rotting deer corpse on the side of the road, I see myself, and I compare all the moments of my life to that end, and I feel completely distraught. How can the level of consciousness I experience be destroyed so easily, be bound to a mortal animal, one that lacks free will? That's the definition of unjust. That's the philosophical disgust. There's also the visual and biological disgust of sex. We're all aware of STDs and the touching of various fluids during sex that we wouldn't be okay with under any other circumstance. You wouldn't allow a stranger to drive your car, but you'll allow them access to your body's most vulnerable regions. Every hand you've ever shaken has had a dick in it. That's all disgusting.
1. Let's start with something basic: why does sex exist? To produce offspring, but why? Because of decay and death. The core of this philosophy is that connection. That sex exists solely because of death. Therefore, engaging in sexual activity is a brush with your own mortality. This view is a massive contradiction with societal narratives surrounding sex, that sex is this invigorating thing that reaffirms life, when in reality, its sole reason for existence is life-denying.
2. Sex removes the agency of being. There's this idea that we're not human beings, but human doings. Connecting this idea with sex and reproduction is simple. The objective purpose of life is to reproduce; therefore, everything you do is to achieve that end. Your being is meaningless and fleeting; you solely exist to attempt to create more people. Your life isn't really yours at that point, just a fleeting cog in a machine, discontent with just being; this is why desire in Buddhism is viewed as negative, as it's placed higher than your own personal being. Desire in this philosophical framework is something that exists separately from your conscious being. From a biological perspective, sexual desire emerges from lower subconscious regions and not your own conscious decision-making. You can connect this idea with determinism, that if I had free will, I could choose when to be horny, not have it bestowed upon me. My overall point here is that the existence of sex strips meaning from the individual life, as it binds you to overarching processes. In this framework, being isn't a value in it of itself; doing, however, is.
3. Sex is disgusting. I have a high conscious inhibition toward sex. That changes when I feel desire; however, it's rather bipolar. I view sex and defecation in a similar light, two reminders of our status as animals. It reminds me of how Darwinism affects my life (BP), and it reminds me of nihilism. That animals live, die, and rot meaninglessly, and we're all doomed, not only to die but to lead meaningless lives rife with suffering. When I see a rotting deer corpse on the side of the road, I see myself, and I compare all the moments of my life to that end, and I feel completely distraught. How can the level of consciousness I experience be destroyed so easily, be bound to a mortal animal, one that lacks free will? That's the definition of unjust. That's the philosophical disgust. There's also the visual and biological disgust of sex. We're all aware of STDs and the touching of various fluids during sex that we wouldn't be okay with under any other circumstance. You wouldn't allow a stranger to drive your car, but you'll allow them access to your body's most vulnerable regions. Every hand you've ever shaken has had a dick in it. That's all disgusting.
