Ignorance is bliss. But the sad part is, the opposite is also true. Once one learns about the universe and is aware of the existence of a higher self which perceives time differently, one finds himself detached from everything human. One becomes lonely.
Human mind becomes self destructive when it becomes aware of reality. That's why people with depression score higher in tests of realism, and intelligence is positively correlated with mental illness and suicide.
I like to believe that everyone goes through some amount of existential crisis at one point in life. Imagine someone who exists on a line, in a hypothetical one dimensional universe. He is unaware of the concept of breadth or height. That is how we perceive time. That is why we believe that the past, present and the future occur in that order, like points on a line.
The concept of multi dimensional time is first seen in vedic literature. It's very difficult for someone to grasp their head around this idea but once we do, it'll change everything.
On one hand this eliminates the fear of the future, and the anxiety of the past. And people even attain enlightenment and embark on a pursuit of eternal cosmic happiness. But there is also a middle ground. I find myself unable to be happy with materialism but neither do I see why I should spend my time seeking spiritual happiness instead.
Human relationships seem meaningless, love sounds like a joke and life itself looks like a constant process of dying. Nothing we do matter and all of us will be forgotten after a few generations. Nihilism is the only philosophy that makes sense to someone who has become aware of the nature of the universe. Our only option is to embrace the pandemonium. Forget that the universe is just a cold uncaring void and keep ourselves busy with the nonsense until we eventually die.
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