I do not necessarily grant death the benefit of the doubt, I play with possibility.
I almost feel like you're taking basic absurdism and transforming it into a nihilistic approach. Almost, it's not quite hard headed nihilism of course. An incapability of knowing does not remove the fruit of the search for knowledge, and a lack of objective meaning does not devalue subjective meaning, inherently. The concept of meaning is not irrelevant simply because it is untouchable.
It's a funny thing we do as existentialists. We advocate in concept that we grasp no essence and merely play a part for a purpose beyond the reasoning of the part we play. But as long as we play, we may as well play it out, our reasoning suggests. Experientially, of course, we instill essence into everything and even if logically we know the essence is granted subjectively, it's only in very brief moments of confrontation with the absurd that we ever truly act like it.
Really, the information, or lack thereof, exists and causes us to choose. The choice you make may simply be acceptance of your nature, but if so and immortality became a possibility would it be your nature to make that choice? And if not wouldn't you be advocating the authentic wild course of natural selection over the directional pivot of civilized man? We accept that man has made all sorts of technology we utilize and it's as natural as a crow dropping nuts from a traffic light. But in some instances we choose to steer away from the potential technology gives us, for example where it's risky or ultimately detrimental. We don't know the outcome, whether we pursue or steer clear of particular technological potential. We make choices based on data and predictions.
You may need to make the choice whether to die, for all you know. This choice has to be based on some amount of data, or lack thereof. Advocates of immortality say there's not enough information to prove an afterlife so they may as well just keep going. I also agree, but I think there's not enough data to prove most things, and though when I was 13 I decided that I should act as though god and the afterlife don't exist since I can't know for sure, I've since moved on from that position. Part of the reason I moved on is because I've compiled such a tremendous amount of data about different cultures' beliefs on the afterlife and it's moved me into a position of more confidence. But what's really helped is ascertaining the nature of consciousness and understanding I can ultimately be free of my identity and the irrational compulsion to continue it. Granted, I can't make the choice to die unless I were in tremendous pain or something. I've very briefly (both in death meditation and DMT) hit that ineffable and insightful feeling I'm trying to promote its examination but if I lived in a world where the only way I had any certainty I would die is if I chose to do so, I don't know. I mean, essentially one also caresses the unknown which, with death, sits at our shoulder at all times anyways, but it's an easy poltergeist to distract yourself from, especially if you have no certain knowledge of its inevitable visitation.
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