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People are deranged as fuck today because they are obsessed with being instead of doing. They care way too much over what they believe themselves to be, and make it out to be some kind of crime against humanity for someone else to deny their self-perceived being. You know what I mean, the whole "did you just misgender me shitlord" thing. Or variants of it with the political spectrum flipped where being white is the most important thing possible and people fling accusations of brownness around. But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you are or think you are, what matters is what you do. People from antiquity and the Middle Ages knew this. You aren't a static thing. What you do, what proceeds out of you, is the most important thing about you, and it speaks to what you are far more than anything else. But everyone is stuck thinking about what they are and looking for the right label for what they are and worrying about being this or that instead of doing anything.⬆↩ 1
The next political divide is going to be extremism (in all its forms) and normalcy, or, in practice, those who spend too much time on the internet, and those who dont. Its like the novelty has been exhausted, and the ordinary has survived the experiment. Sounds like an apt description of the internet hmm⬆↩ 1
the tower of joy edition ASOIAF wiki: https://awoiaf.westeros.org/index.php/Main_Page Blog: https://georgerrmartin.com/notablog/ Old blog: https://grrm.livejournal.com/ So Spake Martin (interviews): https://westeros.org/citadel/ssm/ Book search: https://asearchoficeandfire.com/ SSM search: https://cse.google.com/cse?cx=006888510641072775866:vm4n1jrzsdy General search: http://searcherr.work/ TWOW samples: https://archive.org/details/411440566-the-winds-of-winter-released-chapters old:⬆↩ 2
Even male anon here should watch the movie Hitch. Might help you all finally with romantic success.⬆↩ 1
lmao⬆↩ 1
i live in the first world and i coasted for the last 20 years. now how do i get a little paid⬆↩ 2
This world is sick and everyone is hypnotized, but that is such a common and unoriginal sentiment that I wonder how much my perception is manipulated into believing it.⬆↩ 1
I want to write, but what of? My novel is novel and I don’t feel the spark. No ideas for short stories spring to mind. I think maybe I’ll just read and seek inspiration. I don’t know if being a pro is the right move for what I want to write, but it is a start. I should be writing every day, probably. Whether it’s just a journal or something more important. Or is a journal important. Probably is. What isn’t? Reading articles that only seem half interesting to begin with. Watching two hours of random videos on things that do not matter in the slightest. Time is better spent staring at a wall, literally. At least then my own thoughts can enter my brain. I have no story right now, just a seed. I need to nurture it and train my skill to cultivate it. John Scissorhands cutting away at the broad garden until it is crystal clear—not clean—clear. Leave nothing but the weeds. It’s dreary outside. I quite like it. I think I want to be a summer person, but I do love the autumn. Maybe I just love both, why do I have to choose? Seems like the categorizing I’ve come to have extreme distaste for as of late. Why limit myself within a category of who I am? Everyone else is already doing that and anything else others are doing on a large scale I want to avoid, unless it seems reasonable to me. I’m not going to stop eating because everyone does it. That would be very MONKy of me. Abstaining from humanity to the nth degree. It would not be very monkEY, however, as they tend to follow the crowd to simply survive and masturbate. Two new categories for me to shape the world into something not so terrifying.⬆↩ 1
Oh thats cool, I was making myself vulnerably to a large audience and you found a way to make it all by yourself. No really, I appreciate it⬆↩ 1
10:20 to 4:45. not a bad work schedule.⬆↩ 1
My first titty touch was on a school trip. I was talking to this fat emo girl and she asked if I wanted to, so I said yeah and we went behind this info sheet thing. It wasn't sexual at all, I just wanted to know what big bouncers felt like. Maybe if I was attracted to her I would have felt differently, but alas I felt nothing. Sometimes I think I should get it together, get a job, get the money, get a girlfriend etc. but I can't imagine myself doing that. It's just stressful and unrewarding. I'm at that age where everythings pretty much cemented. I've fucked it all up. Oh well :/⬆↩ 2
Why don’t you post your own cat you sick bastard. These cat pics are not consensual. What has the world come to⬆↩ 2
damn. i’ve never understood why people aren’t more into the idea of sharing & seeing pictures. i don’t mean staged pics of their family or their dinner or a cat they saw or an event or their naked girlfriend, just random everyday slice of life pictures. we walk around all day with little cameras in our pockets. i think you can glean more about life from random pics in someone’s camera roll than national geographic photographers.⬆↩ 2
so what should i do to make money now?⬆↩ 1
If I may be so blunted where does an honest married man get MDMA these days?⬆↩ 1
after trump, after the alt right, the coming zeitgeist is coming into fruition, it will be techno fascists vs woke 2.0. this will be the main tension of the coming years⬆↩ 2
gonna go for a massage pretty soon⬆↩ 2