Vanity of Vanities - DCP's endless hedonistic buffet
Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2026 7:41 pm
https://www.patheos.com/blogs/danpeters ... oring.html
Do reasons for living eventually run out? | Alex O'Connor
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glxHRPiCrsc
I guess that's one way to deal with those pesky atheist arguments.
*credit to Malkie for clearing up some of my confusing language!

Alex O'Connor recently pointed out in a new video (highly recommended) that the complaint may have its greatest voice not from atheists, but from the Book of Ecclesiastes:DCP wrote:I sometimes encounter the complaint from some atheists that they don’t even desire immortality because, they say, eternal life would be unendurably boring.
I don’t take the complaint very seriously. Maybe they’re tired of life, but I’m not. On any given day, if I were to be told that I could choose between my life ending (even painlessly) at midnight, on the one hand, and, on the other, having at least one more day, I would always choose the latter. I would prefer to think of the next day, of the next minute, rather than of “forever” as some sort of concrete and monolithic reality, and I’m always up for the next minute and the next day. I’ll always elect for yet another dip in the pool, yet another Alpine panorama or tropical seascape, tomorrow’s chocolate milkshake or chicken coconut kurma, one more repetition of Pachelbel’s Canon, one more viewing of Groundhog Day, that really interesting book that sits still unread on my bookshelf, that great novel that I’ve been meaning to read forever but still haven’t managed to open. I’ve always found it difficult to call it quits and turn the lights off at night. Am I bored by tours to the Middle East? I can see why one might imagine touring the same places again and again to grow boring. But I always enjoy introducing people for their first time to the pyramids and Caesarea Philippi and the Hagia Sophia.
Do reasons for living eventually run out? | Alex O'Connor
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glxHRPiCrsc
Alex O'Connor wrote:Most people instinctively think that there is some kind of meaning to life. They just sort of assume that it's there in the same way that if you ask them, "Why are you getting out of bed to go to work? Why are you doing that to make money? Why to provide for my family? Why to bring up my children healthily? Why because I want my children to be healthy? Why? What do you mean why?" For some people, they just don't recognize the question. They're just like, "What are you talking about?" For other people, they hear that and they go, "Gosh, you know what? Fair enough, I actually don't know." The nihilist is someone who sort of takes a bird's eye view of it and realizes that it's all a little bit meaningless. It is nicer to think that you are here for some kind of reason that's written into the rules of the universe than that it all is just a happy or unhappy accident.
It seems for DCP, Hevil (הֶבֶל), "meaningless wind" is the purpose of eternity. One more round at the Golden Corral buffet. One more McDonalds double cheeseburger. One last night falling asleep in front of a glowing TV with the sounds of "I Love Lucy" fading away.Alex O'Connor wrote:One of the still greatest expositions of nihilism that can be found in the printed word is the book of Ecclesiastes in the Old Testament.
Ecclesiastes takes us through the reflections of this man, this anonymous author. Some have tried to identify him, but it doesn't really matter who it is. We know that he was a great man, a king. He lived an illustrious life, but he saw no meaning in it. And he keeps coming back to this word "Hevel (הֶבֶל)," which means literally something like "wind." And so it's translated as "vanity" by the King James. Vanity of vanities. Everything is vanity. Meaningless. Meaningless. Everything is meaningless is one translation. Absurd, absurd. Everything is absurd is my favorite. He's like, "I denied my eyes no pleasure that they saw. If I wanted something, I took it. I drank wine, I partied, I lived life. But in the end, I saw that it was all "Hevil." It was all just wind.
It's just... Nothing. It just happens. And then it's gone. And it doesn't mean anything. But the most interesting thing is that it seems to suggest that everything that this guy was saying was true, that it is all just wind, but that somehow, by just fearing God and keeping His commandments, you have somehow solved the problem. I don't think that that's a very satisfying solution. But then I think that that is the great theme of nihilistic literature. People try for a kind of solution, but ultimately, for me, at least, they seem relatively unsatisfying.
I guess that's one way to deal with those pesky atheist arguments.
It seems to me like the Old Testament has one of the most powerful arguments *for* the futility of Mormonism's eternal progression. In the end, it is all just meaningless wind even if it goes on without end.Ecclesiastes wrote:I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure: and, behold, this also is vanity. I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it? I sought in mine heart to give myself unto wine, yet acquainting mine heart with wisdom; and to lay hold on folly, till I might see what was that good for the sons of men, which they should do under the heaven all the days of their life.
I made me great works; I builded me houses; I planted me vineyards: I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits: I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees: I got me servants and maidens, and had servants born in my house; also I had great possessions of great and small cattle above all that were in Jerusalem before me: I gathered me also silver and gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings and of the provinces: I gat me men singers and women singers, and the delights of the sons of men, as musical instruments, and that of all sorts.
So I was great, and increased more than all that were before me in Jerusalem: also my wisdom remained with me. And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour. Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
*credit to Malkie for clearing up some of my confusing language!