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chilling in india edition previous >>22372183

>> No.22379909

>>22379901
First.

>> No.22379910
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22379910

ywnbaw

>> No.22379915

>>22379901
You in Goa bro?
That's definitely not Mumbai or New Delhi

>> No.22379918

>>22379901
>travel pic
>again
One strange backlash I've seen on /pol/ is the one against young people, girls mostly, traveling around the world. Sure the girls take lots of pics, and its probably never as great as it appears in those pics. But being someone who did do a good amount of travel during the off times at work (a university) I quite enjoyed myself and now that there is an almost ten year gap between the last time I left and now, and the current arrangement of economic life continue to be hit or miss, I cannot get the thought of fucking off to Some Other Place out of my head.
I need cash though and to update renew my passport.

>> No.22379932

>>22379918
Travel is only versatile if you have money. A Midwest bumpkin like me isn’t about to leave with 500 dollars and bounce around Europe sucking cock so I can get free room & board from strange men. Because that would be gay. Women have it so easy.

>> No.22379937

>>22379900
Could you elaborate on or reword this for my retarded ass? I don't quite get the correlation between the two things you mentioned.

>> No.22379942

>>22379918
I wish I could travel, it's too expensive though. I will never experience the Italian summers or the Oregon autumns that I desire.

>> No.22379944

Am going away to stay with my aunt by the sea, to get over something bad that happened to me. Will take books but no laptop or phone. Leaving tomorrow.

>> No.22379950

>>22379944
How long are you staying for?

>> No.22379955

>>22379944
Whatever you do, do not have sex with your aunt. Unless she's really hot.

>> No.22379958

>>22379910
is autogynephilia the narcissism to the max?

>> No.22379959

>>22379950
Leaving tomorrow (Wednesday), back Monday

>> No.22379961

>>22379915
yup that's a Goa pic
>>22379918
fucking off and leaving everything behind is the best feeling ever

>> No.22379968

>>22379918
Traveling has been turned into yet another commodity of conspicuous consumption for the bourgeois.
Its inauthentic and artificial to the core. And yes, it NEVER feels as good as it looks because it's really just a performance, not a genuine experience

>> No.22379971

>>22379961
>is the best feeling ever
I suppose being able to have and afford kids with a loving wife will top it, but those chances for me are slipping away.
But making some hapa Thai babies on the other hand seems like a decent alternative.

>> No.22379983

>>22379968
It's not that deep.

>> No.22379992

>>22379968
But the amount of things that qualify under this definition is approaching 100%. I drive around my bourgie town and see nothing but luxury suvs, trimmed out pickups, people spending 500 dollars on a restaurant bill, people scheduling activities for their children so that in the future, they hope, will not be "complete losers." Surrogate activities are all we have.

Everything is a cope. Everything. All copes are equal. No I'm not a nihilist, I believe in truth, though they are elusive.

And as for traveling being fun or not, at least for me, some of the best days of my life so far where spent in either Northern Thailand or some island in the south.
The best thing about Thailand is that no one gives a fuck about my home country. I went months without knowing or caring what the current thing was back home.

>> No.22379995

>>22379971
By now there are hapa Filipino women (offspring of some fat Aussie boomer). So you can further bleach them to give birth to totally while looking kids.

>> No.22379996

>>22379901
>chilling in India
Nonetheless I can't help but think: 'On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air....'

>> No.22379998

Changing my music genre from screamo to jazz changed my life.

It's like "stress stress" to "Bonjour le monde, je vous aime tous!"

>> No.22380008

>>22379944
Just take care that she doesn't let a "Captain Sham" into her good graces, who in truth is that contemptible count who's long been after your inheritance.

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Does this chart has any value at all, or is just full of bullshit books? I curious about it if I should read some of those books.

>> No.22380031

>>22379983
Of course its not. Modern travel is an inauthentic experience that nothing except an opportunity for bourgeois fuckwits to humblebrag on Instagram about their trip to Bali or something, npt that hard to understand.
>>22379992
Where are you from? In America at least everything has become a cope to avoid the truth that society is going down the drain obviously.
Fucking Thai hookers is probably as close to authentic as travel gets I agree

>> No.22380041

>>22380031
>Of course its not.
Thank you.

>> No.22380046

>>22379958
More like a combo between narcissism and fetishism take to the extreme

>> No.22380048

>>22380046
With porn you either end up as gooner or AGP.

>> No.22380055

>>22379992
>Surrogate activities are all we have
Anything that isn't like growing food or building shelter is a "surrogate activity." All of what people call culture would qualify, but I think everyone here would agree that those are the things which make life enjoyable, rather than the necessities of survival

>> No.22380080

>>22380031
>Where are you from?
I'm from the future but my passport says I'm from the United States.
I think the main thing that I found Thailand so appealing, above all the good reasons, was that it genuinely seemed like they had an ascendant middle class. Not entirely pure and heavenly, consoomerism is big there now, but just in terms of being better off than your parents, Thailand was booming. Keep in mind I'm not saying it's is utopian either.

>> No.22380083

>>22379901
Every single hobby I have is a coping strategy for loneliness. I stopped smoking pot for a week when I got covid a few years back and I realized this and it scared me so bad i've been stoned ever since but now I'm trying again and it's literally heartbreaking. I go online to see how other people handle it and it seems everything I read is 30 yo's quitting pot or video games so they can spend more time with their wives or children and I realize that pot and videogames never actually ruined their lives, even if they'll find improvement cutting it out. The problem is me, drug abuse and vidya escapism are symptoms of a larger problem and I don't even know how to process what that problem is. I don't know any other way to be but every one else on earth seems to have people in their lives except me. Every single person I went to highschool with has a real life except me. Every single adult I know has multiple friends and children and a real future except me.
I don't know what to do or how to get out, I don't know how to be different or what that would even look like. Also I'm a type one diabetic, most people would kill themselves if they had to manage this disease, I know because I see the suicide stats for people and especially men with this disease. It's so ridiculously hard, every single thing is stacked against me and I have to slay demons way bigger than my parents had to with a fraction of the support they had and they didn't even come close to succeeding so how the fuck am I going to do it?

>> No.22380090

>>22379992
Cope isnt real, it's a negation of the real

>> No.22380095
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>so afraid to take action because i might do the wrong thing

>> No.22380096

>>22379942
I did a lot of traveling when I was young and broke by doing seasonal work. Work at a hotel in tourist spot for the summer, travel around a bit, head to the next job. I saw pretty much all of America in this way

>> No.22380103 [DELETED] 

In the early morning hours, a gorgeous high school senior lay fast asleep beside her hopelessly geeky and generally grossly annoying younger brother. Little did anyone know that beneath her soft covers lay secrets beyond imagination. Unbeknownst to all, her mother had stumbled upon a startling revelation - the power of her son's manhood to transform women into ravishing beauties. Thus began a series of events that would change the course of their lives forever.

The mother, having accidentally witnessed her son's impressive attributes firsthand, set out to learn more about the mysterious phenomenon. Scouring the internet for answers, she came across tales of Cleopatran queens of yore being served by prodigiously endowed youths whose seminal fluid held the power to enhance feminine charm. Enamored by the prospect of turning her own daughter into a paragon of loveliness, she hatched a scheme to entice her son into sharing his gift with his sibling.

With her daughter's vanity piqued by the possibility of becoming ever more captivating, the two conspired to ensnare the lad into submission. Their strategy involved lacing the boy's surroundings with hints of carnal temptations, starting with draping his pillow with the musk of the girl's aroused genitalia. As fate would have it, their ruse worked like a charm, drawing the unsuspecting lad deeper into their web until he willfully submitted to their whims.

Though initially hesitant due to their bloodbonds, the boy soon succumbed to his baser instincts upon discovering the irresistible allure of her enhanced features. And so began their illicit couplings, which continued right up till her graduation from high school. With each congress, the girl grew ever more comely under the influence of her brother's potent seed. Eventually, her newly acquired charisma propelled her to victory in several renowned beauty competitions before culminating in her ascension to the position of senator's wife.

As time passed, the siblings drifted apart, she ascended to greater and greater social heights, while he, having lost the first flower of adolescent youth, lost the properties of his oncr aesthetically miraculous potency upon the fairer sex, which caused him to fall into an insurmountable depression and become an incel.

>> No.22380110

>>22379901
I'm gonna be honest. I mostly use this board as a dumping ground to troll university students.

>> No.22380115

>>22379968
Good thing you're stuck in Platos cave

>> No.22380116

In the early morning hours, a gorgeous high school senior lay fast asleep beside her hopelessly geeky and generally grossly annoying younger brother. Little did anyone know that beneath her soft covers lay secrets beyond imagination. Unbeknownst to all, her mother had stumbled upon a startling revelation - the power of her son's manhood to transform women into ravishing beauties. Thus began a series of events that would change the course of their lives forever.

The mother, having accidentally witnessed her son's impressive attributes firsthand, set out to learn more about the mysterious phenomenon. Scouring the internet for answers, she came across tales of Cleopatran queens of yore being served by prodigiously endowed youths whose seminal fluid held the power to enhance feminine charm. Enamored by the prospect of turning her own daughter into a paragon of loveliness, she hatched a scheme to entice her son into sharing his gift with his sibling.

With her daughter's vanity piqued by the possibility of becoming ever more captivating, the two conspired to ensnare the lad into submission. Their strategy involved lacing the boy's surroundings with hints of carnal temptations, starting with draping his pillow with the musk of the girl's aroused genitalia. As fate would have it, their ruse worked like a charm, drawing the unsuspecting lad deeper into their web until he willfully submitted to their whims.

Though initially hesitant due to their bloodbonds, the boy soon succumbed to his baser instincts upon discovering the irresistible allure of her feminine attributes. And so began their illicit couplings, which continued right up till her graduation from high school. With each congress, the girl grew ever more comely under the influence of her brother's potent seed. Eventually, her newly acquired charisma propelled her to victory in several renowned beauty competitions before culminating in her ascension to the position of senator's wife.

As time passed, the siblings drifted apart, she ascended to greater and greater social heights, while he, having lost the first flower of adolescent youth, lost the properties of his oncr aesthetically miraculous potency upon the fairer sex, which caused him to fall into an insurmountable depression and become an incel.

>> No.22380151

>autistic people have very weak definitions of self
How true is this?

>> No.22380159

>>22379961
What's Goa like? I would like to visit it since it used to be a former colony of my country. Does it feel different from the rest of India?

>> No.22380170

People think I am nice when in reality I am a people pleasing beta cuck with zer0 self worth and lots of self hate.

>> No.22380189

>>22380170
Im similar to you. Do you also put on the clown mask?

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Lit needs to stop being so lazy and flag/ignore the shitposting.
YOU KNOW WHO THEY ARE

>> No.22380233

>>22380159
It's a tourist trap where Instathots go to take pictures in between eating tbeir sugar daddy's shit

>> No.22380252

I've started my soul reformation process about a year ago. I first began to cut off some people from my life, then started widening the gap between my social groups so that people in group A are not aware of people in group B et cetera. This is because there's always that one friend who fucks up everything in my relationships and I wanted to have other plans if everything went to shit. Then I stopped acting as if I was interested in women, and forced myself to go out. I think I'm way happier now than I was at the beginning of the year. I go out just a bit more but my apartment is cleaner, the people I have conversations with are smarter and I happen to laugh sometimes. Often I feel appreciated and while this could be just an illusion I really feel that I am lucky sometimes.

>> No.22380272

>>22380029
It's useful if you want to become a marxist theorycel.

>> No.22380277

>>22380272
It's that a bad or a good thing?

>> No.22380297
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I no longer believe that I will get to live in the future that I dreamed of when I was growing up.
I grew up in a low-to-middle class suburban area, just a few kilometers outside my country's capital city. On a warm summer night, if I listened hard enough, I could hear the city - a siren from a police car, an occasional motorcycle screaming down the highway, a helicopter sometimes. But that's the city. I grew up in a two story house that my father and my grandfather built in the early 70s. We had a nice backyard, a garage. The whole street was like that. I was a kid. There were many kids, I couldn't even count.
Everyone took care of everyone.
I could go to my friend's house and just walk in there, up the stairs and into his room. We'd take turns playing on his computer, I believe it was Return to Castle Wolfenstein. His mom would bring us some snacks.
Our parents all had cars.
We had bicycles, we'd go to the local abandoned quarry and explore. I liked the old excavator, it was huge and powerful, and at the same time it had a very comfy feeling. Perhaps the person who used to operate it in the past would sit there, move some ground, perhaps drink some coffee, read the paper. It was as big as a house.
Back then I thought that when I grow up and have my own house and my own kids, they would get to experience all the same things and they would get to dream and play and grow up...
But I'm 30, I work a pretty responsible and demanding job in software testing and you might even think that I make good money if you just heard the raw numbers. But all I can afford is to rent a 540 square feet apartment in the city that I grew up just outside of.
The same type of house that I grew up in now would cost me about 19 times my yearly salary.
I am not okay with this but I have no idea how to change anything about my situation.
When I was a kid there were old men in my neighborhood that would just work on their cars in their front yards, smoke cigars, hang around. They seemed so happy.
I can't imagine ever having that or myself

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>>22379901
Dropped out of uni one month ago. Have been unemployed since then. Things just keep getting worse. At least I've had enough time to read a ton in this last few weeks, but I'm still incapable of writing anything worth reading. My insomia has worsened, and I don't go outside much.

>> No.22380305

>tfw only three more days of being this sick ever again
Currently sucky but gonna be great

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>OH MY FUCKING GOD TYRONE, IT'S FUCKING HAPPENING, COMING TO MEXICO WAS A REALLY FUCKING GREAT IDEA THEY'RE GOING TO BEHEAD MY WHITE WHORE OF A WIFE. STFU TYRONE, IT'S FUCKING EPICLY GLORIOUS! A BUNCH OF BROWN BEANERFUCK SPICS ARE GOING TO BEHEAD MY OPPRESSIVE NAZI CHUD INCEL WHORE WIFE, YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, THIS IS WHAT SHOULD HAPPEN TO ALL WHITE PEOPLE. OH TYRONE, DON'T BE SUCH A BABY, YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER NIGGER THAT WOULD'VE PROBABLY GOTTEN SHOT UP IN SOME RETARDED GANG WAR LIKE THE VIOLENT APES THAT YOU ARE, IT'S TOTALLY WORTH IT TO DIE JUST TO GET TO WITNESS THIS, AND THE ONLY THING WORTH CRYING ABOUT RIGHT NOW IS THAT THEY'RE PROBABLY NOT GOING TO PUT JEFRE CANTU-LEDESMA ON AS THEY SPLIT OPEN HER NECK LETTING US WATCH THE BLOODLETTING TO THE BEAUTIFUL SOMBER SHIMMER REVERB WHITE NOISE OF LOVE IS A STREAM. WELL I GUESS WE COULD AND SHOULD CRY IF BY SOME CHANCE THESE INDIO WETBACK ESE BORDER HOPPING FUCKS PUT ON TOUCHED FROM MBV'S LOVELESS (ACTUALLY THAT WOULD BE SO FUCKING BAD I WOULD RATHER THEY NOT MURDER MY WIFE, TO AVOID HAVING THEM DEFILE SUCH A HOLY MOMENT). ALL I CAN HOPE FOR AT THIS POINT IS FOR THEM TO USE A RUSTY CUNT ON HER NECK SO SHE CAN SUFFER AT LEAST 0.0001% AS MUCH AS BROWN PEOPLE AND JEWS SUFFERED UNDER WHITE OPPRESSIVE RULE AND REALIZE THAT THIS SHOULD HAPPEN TO EVERY OTHER WHITE PERSON FOR THEIR EVIL CRIMES. PURE ECSTASY. ACTUALLY I ALSO REGRET NOT BEING ABLE TO LISTEN TO THE ENTIRE GY!BE DISCOGRAPHY ONE LAST TIME SINCE THEY ARE THE GREATEST POST ROCK BAND EVER.

>> No.22380310

>>22380204
I have sincerely learned to love the jannies after having to see some disgusting porn posters shit up my literature board. Feels good to know I‘ve done my part in bringing it to their attention and rip the fags posting it off the board.

>> No.22380340

>>22380300
why did you drop out of uni?

>> No.22380359

>>22380297
>The same type of house that I grew up in now would cost me about 19 times my yearly salary
Get a loan you fucking retard

>> No.22380370

>>22380095
>action has been sublimated by a cannibalistic panopticon simulating bourgeois appetites at an industrial rate sufficient to destroy all non-bourgeois interests

>> No.22380375

>>22380277
Just look at the average marxist, bro.
You will turn trans.

>> No.22380380

>>22380375
Hell, I ain't becoming a tranny.

>> No.22380388

weed got legalized in my state and it's sold in the store I work at. I tried some gummies because the drinks didn't do anything, I took 3 of them. Terrible experience, felt like I was in that half-dreamlike state right after you wake up from a highly deep slumber but I was fully cognizant of the situation and was just observing it. I wonder if dying is like that, just being there to feel your ever last sense fade one by one and then feeling nothingness for eternity. Horrifying. My body felt quite nice wrapped in a blanket though. 3/10 would not use again.

>> No.22380389

Is having a compelling life story just a consequence or fate. It seems like some people are born to do certain things with their lives and all of the details of their lives add up to one grand vision, while others are born with no particular purpose at all and are just going to be forgotten as soon as they die.

>> No.22380397

>>22380300
I would recommend you get back into uni. If you really don’t want to, there are other paths you can take: gambling on the life of a creative, gambling on the life of an entrepreneur, the trades, the military, etc. but we really do live in a society where many opportunities in life will be off limits to you without at least an undergraduate degree. That sucks, but it’s just how things are right now. I would love to be able to say you could like do a military stint and then run for office and be able to become like a Senator without a degree, but the reality is you probably can’t and that speaks to how much this society values degrees.

>> No.22380400

>>22380083
I really don’t have any hobbies and can’t decide on one.

>> No.22380403

>>22380083
I’ll be your friend anon.

>> No.22380408

>>22380083
>Every single hobby I have is a coping strategy for loneliness
same but distracting myself from existential crisis type stuff desu

>> No.22380413

>>22379937
I’m saying while all of that is true and hard work might not yield financial rewards, I’ve still identified things I’ve nonetheless wanted to do with my life but I just feel like I’ve not set to task early enough, partly because of the COVID lockdowns. So you have a good point, but it doesn’t matter so much in my particular case.

>> No.22380479

I was in a no fap streak until I saw my body in the mirror in the gym's shower.

Anyways I need to get a wife or a girlfriend, I'm losing it.

>> No.22380500

>>22380388
We're they 5mg per gummy? Kek 15mg for your first time would be rough but it could have been worse.

>> No.22380501

Guy in the office just has on full blast some webinar he's following.
Just no regard for anyone. Just expected to work through some guy speaking about some subject.
People are animals. No self awareness. Literal NPC non human. Concentration camp.

>> No.22380517

>>22380500
As I said in the post I had tried the THC sodas we offer and felt nothing despite drinking 40mg worth total. I understand why chronic pain victims would like that though, I felt very disconnected from the problem.

>> No.22380519

>>22380388
>felt like I was in that half-dreamlike state right after you wake up from a highly deep slumber but I was fully cognizant of the situation and was just observing it
This sounds kinda nice

>> No.22380580

I've cut people out of my life and it feels so damn good. I'm now unfettered, ready to soar.

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>>22380308

>> No.22380602

>>22380029
A good 90% of those books are crap

>> No.22380614

>>22380602
which ones are not crap?

>> No.22380624

>>22380614
There's no way to say this that isn't edgy but unironically cross out all the books written by jewish authors.

>> No.22380657

>>22380340
Mainly because I hated my career. I was studying law, but it was exhausting for me, I only entered because I didn't know what else to study, and because I got a high score on the entrance exam. But also because, in the last few months, I was in a bad mental position, and felt that I was on the verge of collapse. Also because it was too time consuming, and I had almost no time to read and write.
>>22380397
I know. I'm thinking about entering again next year, but I haven't decided what else to study yet. For now I'm trying to look for a job.

>> No.22380697

>>22380519
If I didn't spend it thinking about death/end of consciousness etc I'd have probably enjoyed it.

>> No.22380724

i think i've figured it out you know, why i have such a hard time doing nofap and quitting porn. yeah it doesn't seem like a big deal to a lot of people, but i was thinking on this today and i realize i most want to fap when i feel stressed out. and i do have a stressful job. Not only that, my usual plethora of consumerist media like in reading, video games, films, also haven't been providing that kind of tension release, that relief i've been looking for. i've got a real problem here, and well, im kind of stuck

i know the root cause of it too, the bottom line, the main reason: i'm just straight up unhappy with my as it is right now, not because of anything external either, but because its in my nature to be an unhappy person. im just fucked. i don't know what to do but i've got to figure this out before things get worse and i spiral into coomery again, this isn't good, i've gotta do something about this. fuck my life.

>> No.22380737

>>22380724
Go get a massage

>> No.22380761

>>22380657
Do you have any careers in mind? I think you should first identify a profession or a career and just do the program that lends itself best for that.

>> No.22380763

>>22380479
I have no idea what it’s like to look in a mirror and not hate what you see.

>> No.22380777

>>22380763
Next time you're getting head angle the girl such so her back half is facing the mirror and you can watch her butt jiggle from her subtle bobbing.

>> No.22380875

>>22380777
I haven’t been on a date in a few years now.

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Any atheist who complains about the hyper-politicization of Western society, how politics has infested everything, only needs to look in the mirror for the source of the problem. It turns out that when most people stop believing in God, and stop going to church, they don't become enlightened or neutral or objective, they just switch to a new tribal signifyer around which they can construct an identity.

In the West, especially America, that has turned into politics, so now we've got political debates with all the fervor and flavor of a holy war. That's why nothing gets done and everything's so polarized, because why would you cooperate with someone who's part of a different religion than you?

Politics has turned into religion for the masses, and the fedora tippers have only themselves to blame.

>> No.22381165

>>22379901
mei mei diablo 3 fi >travel pic
>again
One strange backlash I've seen on /pol/ is the one against young people, girls mostly, traveling around the world. Sure the girls take lots of pics, and its probably never as great as it appears in those pics. But being someone who did do a good amount of travel during the off times at work (a university) I quite enjoyed myself and now that there is an almost ten year gap between the last time I left and now, and the current arrangement of economic life continue to be hit or miss, I cannot get the thought of fucking off to Some Other Place out of my head.
I need cash though and to update renew my passport.versatile if you have money. A Midwest bumpkin like me isn’
isn’t about to leave w isn’t about to leave w
isn’t about to leave w


isn’t about to leave w isn’t about to leave w isn’t about to leave w

>> No.22381221

I’m very unhappy

>> No.22381251

>>22380501
>No self awareness.
Sounds wonderful. No existential autism freaking you out, no emotional qualms about ethics, life is just life and you enjoy as much as you can risk-free. If something goes bad you just forget after it's over.

>> No.22381268

I'm a failed human being and it bothers me sometimes.

>> No.22381269

I just ate some mold by accident a bit ago. I am very scared.

>> No.22381272

>>22381221
My brain used to dislike me as well, anon. Listen hard to her, what does she want? Clearly, she wants you to change; she wants to love you. Do what she says even if your body rebels; it may be something as simple as regularly taking walks, eating more healthy food, being more kind, less judgemental of those around you (despite their evil fetishes or strange addictions), perhaps dreaming more adequate, even more 'noble,' dreams. The important thing now is to change, radically if need be. In a bad situation? Just beginning to work earnestly toward getting out of it will slowly make you feel more happy.
This has worked for me aar. This may sound hokie but I hope you feel better in the not too distant future.

>> No.22381275

>>22380624
No I have legit reasons to dislike some of those that have little to do with the authors being kikes

>> No.22381306

>>22381269
You probably have a higher likelihood of dying from a car accident today than from eating some mold.

>> No.22381312

>>22381306
I certainly hope so.

>> No.22381315

>>22379901
Went on a date with a girl, a mutual friend set us up. He then invited me out to go clubbing a week later, deliberately not telling me she would be coming as well. I was so awkward trying to dance with her that a stranger came up to her and did the “omg so good to see you” thing because I looked like a creep, evidently making her uncomfortable. Then a homosexual (it was a gay club) with massive arms drifted by, all the girls said “How did your arms get so big?” and he took the girl I was trying to get with and twirled her around with almost superhuman panache, she was smiling and giggling the whole time. Then I said “I really want to kiss you” and she said “please don’t” and now she hasn’t responded to my texts and I’ve masturbated twice today and I have to do laundry and go to work and just pretend I’m a human

>> No.22381337

>>22381268
Same fren. I hope you haven't given up on working on yourself though.

>> No.22381338

>>22381221
Weed out your unhealthy thoughts and actions, cultivate healthier and happier behaviors and you will reap the fruit of happiness in time.
People often make a mistake, thinking that our internal feelings are what decide our external actions. It's a two way street. The more you let out negativity, the greater it will fester in you; the greater you deliberately express positivity, the more easily positivity will come to you.
To quote Dogen:
>If you can not find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?
Happiness is much the same.

>> No.22381340

>>22380724
>but because its in my nature to be an unhappy person.
By typing this you marry yourself to your depression. Divorce it, and quickly.
Do not encourage yourself to identify with sadness, take action to make yourself happier.

>> No.22381346

>>22380300
Assuming you're a man: get a job doing manual labor.
If you aren't one, well, good luck with that.

>> No.22381351

>>22380614
Fanon, for starters is one of those blacks with a weird fetish that he likes to project onto other people, which is really no different than your average tranny when it comes to children and deceased.

Barthes completely negates textual interpretation to mean anything anyone feels it means despite the possibility there could be any sort of intentionality to written word, in doing so, he disposes of rhetoric entirely and is an obscurantist

Most of those texts completely dispense with meaning and are quagmires of subjectivist claptrap that's literally no different than a Humean skeptic interpretation of sense data.

I'm aware the Frankfurt School isnt the huge boogeyman the right makes it out to be, but their idea that humans essentially see each other as commodified ends contra Kants assumption that we should do not do as so while attempting to invoke that Kant was one of the architects of enlightenment excess and not offering any sort of alternative unlike Catholic personalism did at the time makes me wonder if they simply existed to complicate the trajectory of western thought or worse yet, consider the western intellectual project a failure and confided in their pals in the French Nietzcheans that maybe since we've found errors in the realms of fascism that pee pee poo poo Eastern modes of thought are more affable for the west and we should all just be a bunch of knuckle dragging third worldists instead.

>> No.22381358

>>22380029
>theory
chart or not, there's no value in that pretentiousness
easily the faggiest, fart-sniffingest, least useful field of philosophy
enjoyed only by faggots (professors), retarded fags that want to feel smarter (80% of philosophy students), and worst of all: women (nigger of the world)
>>22380095
>he thinks there is a wrong thing
read Leibniz

>> No.22381414

I got a masters degree and now I work as a consulting ghoul.

What business can I start that isnt completely stupid and actually adds value to the world (not just pointless economic vallue, I dont want to sell premium watches or other shit no one really needs)

>> No.22381441

I was always scared of dying by drowning. Since being a kid with somewhat developed conscious thinking, the idea of losing oxygen and water so quickly filling up my whole body inside, then slowly decaying or, even worse, my body being eaten by fish was terrifying. But now, if I had to choose method of dying, I would probably want to drown. After years of being terrified of it, now I find this idea somehow the best way to die. Not cutting up my veins in the hot bath, not eating painless toxic pill, not bullet in a head, but fully conscious way from the beginning to an end. I want to experience process of dying in itself

>> No.22381448

>>22381414
Masters in what? Consulting about what?

>> No.22381466

>>22381448
> consulting about what
Way to reveal you’re not a coastal elite, we make fun of you rubes all day here in the Beltway

>> No.22381471

>>22381448
>Consulting about what?
if only you knew how funny this question was.

>> No.22381478

>>22381414
Learn about ovens and baking. Bake bread.

>> No.22381581

>>22381448
>Masters in what?
MBA (im not an american so it was basically free)

>Consulting about what?
Just general business shit. I make powerpoints, schedule meetings and review agendas dude.

>> No.22381636 [DELETED] 

As the sun rose over the quiet suburban town, two siblings lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies exhausted after a long and passionate night together. The older sister, a stunningly beautiful high school senior, had always considered her younger brother nothing more than an annoying burden - until now. Over the past few months, she had come to realize that there was something truly special about his body, specifically his unusually large and impressive member. With each sexual encounter, she couldn't help but feel her own beauty growing, almost exponentially, as if some sort of magic spell had been cast upon her.

Their mother, a homely woman in her early fifties, had played a crucial role in bringing them together. Accidentally catching sight of her son naked in the shower, she had been struck by the sheer magnitude of his manhood and began to wonder just how powerful its effects might be. Scouring the internet for answers, she came across stories of mythical queens who were transformed into ravishing goddesses by the seminal potions of exceptionally endowed young men. Intrigued by these tales, she shared her findings with her daughter, hoping to spark her interest in exploring the possibilities with her brother.

At first, the girl was hesitant to believe such wild claims, but her mother persisted, painting vivid pictures of the potential benefits of allowing her brother to inseminate her with his miraculous seed. Eventually, the young beauty succumbed to her mother's persuasion and decided to give it a try. Their initial experimentation involved the daughter secretly rubbing her used panties on her brother's pillow, hoping to subconsciously tempt him into pursuing her sexually. Sure enough, the ruse worked perfectly, and before long, the pair was engaging in regular intercourse.

As predicted, the sister noticed a gradual enhancement of her already striking features with each coupling, fueling her vanity and driving her to continue seeing her brother in a physical capacity. Despite finding him physically repulsive overall, she couldn't deny the intense pleasure derived from being intimately connected to someone whose seed seemed capable of transforming her into a living embodiment of feminine perfection. Her brother's grotesque appearance mattered little in comparison to the way his virile essence left her feeling desired and desirable beyond measure.

However, as time passed, the sister grew weary of constantly having to appease her brother's insatiable urges. His desire to copulate multiple times within a single evening often made her feel trapped and manipulated rather than empowered. But despite her mounting resentment towards him, she continued to submit to his advances whenever he demanded it, driven by the promise of the even greater allure and beauty that his continuing insemination of her held.

>> No.22381648

Soon enough, she caught the attention of influential figures searching for fresh faces to grace the stage of the esteemed Trump Teen Beauty competition. To everyone's surprise, including her own, she emerged victorious, solidifying her status as a paragon of female pulchritude.

With her newfound celebrity, doors opened wide for her to mingle among elites in politics and entertainment circles. Amongst these social gatherings, she crossed paths with a well-known statesman, captivated by her ethereal charm and the mysterious power emanating from her (and unbeknownst to most, owing to her brother's genetic legacy). Drawn deeper into her orbit, he sought to learn more about the enigmatic force responsible for her Cleopatran beauty...

>> No.22381675
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22381675

>>22379901
how do you take low-quality, blurry, high static photos like these? I like the aesthetic

>> No.22381685

>>22379901
---- Solaria ----
0762
Synesthesia Touring

On a nearby table under eaves
That storm can insult once a century or so

Someone has left a couple bags of small but perfect apples
Free for the taking, ornaments

As if for a Courbet capable of doing sight justice in the frieze of paint,
Or for turnovers noticeably roseate.

Amongst other backyard splendors are the tunnels
Of Queen Anne's lace

That fringe Brobdingnagian lawn
Suave beyond belief

Under skies mountainous, quietly drifting
By the listener who delights most in what resists analogy

You cannot say, but easily sense.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfuL7zRthBg&list=PL6cCMz5MbsBivZnXhUHi5hG-EJtfkkHZy&index=5

>> No.22381700

As the sun rose over the quiet suburban town, two siblings lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies exhausted after a long and passionate night together. The older sister, a stunningly beautiful high school senior, had always considered her younger brother nothing more than an annoying burden - until now. Over the past few months, she had come to realize that there was something truly special about his body, specifically his unusually large and impressive member. With each sexual encounter, she couldn't help but feel her own beauty growing, almost exponentially, as if some sort of magic spell had been cast upon her.

Their mother, a homely woman in her early fifties, had played a crucial role in bringing them together. Accidentally catching sight of her son naked in the shower, she had been struck by the sheer magnitude of his manhood and began to wonder just how powerful its effects might be. Scouring the internet for answers, she came across stories of mythical queens who were transformed into ravishing goddesses by the seminal potions of exceptionally endowed young men. Intrigued by these tales, she shared her findings with her daughter, hoping to spark her interest in exploring the possibilities with her brother.

At first, the girl was hesitant to believe such wild claims, but her mother persisted, painting vivid pictures of the potential benefits of allowing her brother to inseminate her with his miraculous seed. Eventually, the young beauty succumbed to her mother's persuasion and decided to give it a try. Their initial experimentation involved the daughter secretly rubbing her used panties on her brother's pillow, hoping to subconsciously tempt him into pursuing her sexually. Sure enough, the ruse worked perfectly, and before long, the pair was engaging in regular intercourse.

As predicted, the sister noticed a gradual enhancement of her already striking features with each coupling, fueling her vanity and driving her to continue seeing her brother in a physical capacity. Despite finding him physically repulsive overall, she couldn't deny the intense pleasure derived from being intimately connected to someone whose seed seemed capable of transforming her into a living embodiment of feminine perfection. Her brother's grotesque appearance mattered little in comparison to the way his virile essence left her feeling desired and desirable beyond measure.

However, as time passed, the sister grew weary of constantly having to appease her brother's insatiable urges. His desire to copulate multiple times within a single evening often made her feel trapped and manipulated rather than empowered. But despite her mounting resentment towards him, she continued to submit to his advances whenever he demanded it, driven as she was by her insatiable desire to achieve ever greater heights of feminine pulchritude. Such was the mythical summit seemingly contained and promised by his continuing insemination of her.

>> No.22381725

Moving back in with your parents in the town where you grew up after a career failure. Leaving your bicycle in an alleyway after an injury that left permanent damage. Selling your guitar and amps after getting kicked out of the band. Moving to the flyover states and living in a rural property with a propane tank on the front lawn after the startup you worked at went under. That last night at the job site sharing a drink with the guys after finding out that the construction firm is laying everyone off once the project is done. Hanging up the uniform and putting your framed medals in a box under your bed. Getting dumped by text. Lying on a twin-size mattress at night after throwing out your old queen in the alley behind your place. Realizing you've been blocked after trying to call. Sitting at the kitchen table staring at the bank letter notifying you of the foreclosure while your family is still asleep. Your boss very politely asking you to have your desk cleaned out by the end of the day. Noticing a wrinkle in the doctor's shirt as he says the word "inoperable." Realizing the passenger seat in your car still looks almost new. Hiding a threadbare sleeve behind your back at the reunion while your old buddy pulls up in a new car. Your hand jerking while signing the bankruptcy application and messing up the signature. Setting an alarm to wake you up for your other job and realizing it's going to wake you up 3 hours from now. Hearing Mom and Dad arguing through the thin walls because they can't make rent. Hearing her say that it's over.

>> No.22381753
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22381753

I exclusively read articles and Wikipedia but frequent bookstores for their clean, accessible bathrooms. I’m not happy but I’m a work in progress.

>> No.22381790

>>22380096
>Work at a hotel in tourist spot for the summer
I don't think it's that easy anymore, to get a work visa in the US you need to have some kind of specialty job (something that requires a degree) and I'm a highschool dropout.

>> No.22381796

At one time I'll have a couple of girls in my "recently searched" section on Instagram, they'll always be girls that left their Instagram handle in the tinder/bumble bio and I'll search them up and then leave them there so that I don't forget them in case I ever wanna try to shoot my shot at them. Well today I looked at my Instagram and noticed that one of them was gone, turns out she blocked me, all I ever did was view her stories but I guess that's too far. I can see why she did it though, if I uploaded stories and I had a faceless 0 post account constantly viewing them then I'd be a little sus too.

>> No.22381886

>>22381725
Living with your single father with 4 sisters till you're almost 30 with hardly a complaint from him because he's too well off to give a shit, and likes your company anyway. Long conversations with him about almost everything under the sun while driving him around as his eyesight very slowly fails. Corporate gossip, comparisons of environmental regulations between Continental Europe and the United States, his daughters/my sisters' taste in men, industrial automation, organic chemistry, the Cold War, orchestral music, etc. In conversation alone he was a pretty accomplished and charming little prick, and lovable even to a son. Even when it came to books & recording equipment & such, I'm sometimes amazed by his considerateness, his liberality.

>> No.22381893

>>22379901
Resisting the urge to adopt a radical political ideology to inject meaning in my life.

>> No.22381895
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22381895

Not sure where to ask; what do you call it when you're a gigantic fucking retard in some regards, but very smart and adept in others?
It's not savant syndrome, since you're only a genius in one area with that.

I feel like people continuously over/underestimate how smart or stupid I am because they'll see me catch one quick or be super knowledgeable in one area, then be practically retarded in another, or vice versa.

>> No.22381899

>>22381895
Name the areas. It could be many different things

>> No.22381942

>>22381899
It's very broad since I'm referring to literally everything.
If I were to try to generalize to an extreme to where it isn't necessarily accurate in all fields, I'm a fast learner and good at retaining knowledge in subjects that I'm (arbitrarily) interested in, but am a lost cause in subjects I'm not interested in. Sadly the latter includes necessary life skills.
Like people will hear me ramble on about a complete obscure 19th century conflict or describe in detail some weird bug they see and think I'm smart, but then I need to be told again and again and again how to cook anything or other embarrassing things I'd rather not detail.

>> No.22381948

>>22381700
(Continuation of story)

Yet as time passed, even as her own beauty soared to the rarest of heights, her brother, on the other hand, seemed to grow inexorably uglier, indeed more repugnant to her, by the day. So that in less than a fortnight she could no longer stand the sight of him (for he now seemed to her a veritable hunchback of ugliness), save for when they engaged in lusty intercourse under the darkest veil of night.

Again, it must be stressed, the ascendent arc of her feminine pulchritude did not cease, quite the contrary. She not only made it a programmatic point to achieve orgasm at the point of his always keenly impressive "spear," but indeed it was a physiological impossibility for her not too. In any case, she believed ecstatic union was necessary for his magical potency to have the desired effect over her physical form.

However, the mornings she awoke with his increasing hideousness by her side were becoming truly traumatic for her. And yet if he awoke in a lusty state, her fate was sealed: she simply could not escape her own insatiate greed to submit, because always in her mind at such a time was the hopes, what some would call the mad ambition, of achieving a sort of imperial beauty over and above the rest of womankind.

So how does this fateful story end, my friend? Well so: one morning she, one of the fairest damsels in the entire world, found nothing more than a worm, a grub of an insect, where she expected to find her now, to her mind, routinely repulsive brother. The worm was alive, it squirmed and she experienced the overwhelming urge to pick it up and swallow it, which she did, chewing it for good measure. It tasted–she could not describe the taste other than to say–like the strongest semen she had ever tasted: both indescribably repugnant and parasitically irresistible at the same time.

>> No.22381979

>>22381942
Well ot’s kind of stupid to diagnose you based on 1 symptom but if it’s really because you “aren’t interested” in it then ir’s a symptom of adhd but if it’s because of a different cause like your intelligence is skewed in the verbal direction and therefore you understand verbal domains like history better than kinaesthetic and more intuitive things like cooking then that is a symptom of autism. If you have severely deficient autobiographical memory then it’s a symptom of adhd. But if you don’t have any other symptoms of either of those then it’s probably just an inexplicable trait or more likely your brain happens to be skewed to verbal intelligence but without autism being the cause.

>> No.22381983

>>22381979
I actually really benefit from visual aid when learning. Maps, paintings, photographs, etc.

>> No.22381986

>>22379901
Is it even possible to write when you’re suicidal? I keep having ideas that just turn into suicide stories when I write them.

>> No.22381994

>>22381983
Sounds like you’re just not learning what you don’t pay attention to. But literally everybody doesn’t learn what they don’t pay attention to. I guess you just asked for the name of it but I don’t think there is one because skewed intelligence is pretty much always discussed as a symptom of autism. But in fact your problem is not really skewed intelligence at all, just not paying attention to certain things

>> No.22382004

>>22381994
Gotcha. Also,
>If you have severely deficient autobiographical memory then it’s a symptom of adhd.
My memory is 'skewed' much like what I'm describing overall; I can remember in detail small events from my childhood (I even remember a bath when I was a baby), but I can forget large gaps (I watched numerous seasons of Survivor with my family as a kid, but I only remember two scenes and two individual contestants)

>> No.22382011
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22382011

Should we still read Dostoevsky?

>> No.22382017

>>22381753
Sheep in the Big City is one of the best cartoons ever.

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22382037

How do you use dating apps without just cooming to the profile pics and uninstalling?

>> No.22382041

>>22382037
How do you coom to 3DPD?

>> No.22382042

I wish phones and computers would disappear, despite having the most ways to contact someone we are the most disconnected and the most isolated. I wish the world would go back to a time when we were forced to interact with each other face-to-face.

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22382060

>>22379901
Used to be a meat head
Started training ala Mike Mentzer infrequently and being more ponderous
Now im a lanklet philosopher mathematician with a dusty barbell home gym and a broken heart

>> No.22382063

>>22382042
most people still interact face to face you're just a terminally online wacko

>> No.22382064

>>22381895
Being normal.

>> No.22382072

>>22380359
>Get a loan that is 19 times your salary at 8% interest.
You're the fucking retard here, anon.
Are you underage or something?

>> No.22382079

I fucking hate my brother for killing himself. Ruined my entire life. Father had a mental breakdown and sold off most of his assets, giving them to charity so I have no inheritance for the family business I wasted years helping build out of my own kindness and love for my parents. Mom is completely despondent, had a bad run in with benzos coping with my brother's death.

Meanwhile I want to die every single day and you don't see me blowing my brains out. Fuck suicide for almost all people.

>> No.22382153

>>22379901
---- Solaria ----
0763
Cool Front

The reflected light of towering thunderheads just east
Just balance light from the west

This warm evening.

One can only hope for a snow
From air so tranquil, so happy in its diffuse

Headiness that it goes quietly on and on as wheels go slowly under glass
Hot as the heart and firm as intellect.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQ6z6l1OaoU

>> No.22382154

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa, how to read more. Help a zoombrain out.

>> No.22382173

>>22382063
Phones and social media have fucked people up, 15 years ago it was common to cold approach a girl, these days if you do it you'll be looked at as a freak.

>> No.22382175

>>22382154
Stop using your phone.

>> No.22382185

>>22382154
Montaigne, especially the Frame translation. Insofar as you consider yourself by any category, it's the best place to start in all of literature.

>> No.22382254

What would you tell someone who hates themself?

>> No.22382262

>>22382254
What am I trying to achieve by telling them something?

>> No.22382285

>>22382173
“muh rape culture” was already a delineating factor 15 years ago. Dating apps and social media were the final nail in the coffin of a hookup culture that was already dying, not the beginning.

>> No.22382333

>>22382262
Presumably, what they should do about it or why they shouldn’t.

>> No.22382380

i'm tired of the same music but I don't want to make the investment of listening to new music

>> No.22382383

>>22382254
hating yourself makes it harder to achieve your goals. it's better to choose to feel good.

>> No.22382386

>>22382380
dude apple music has a station called "discovery station" that literally just plays shit that people who listen to the same shit as you also like but that you haven't listened to before. just let it play in the background until you hear sth u like.

>> No.22382396

>>22382386
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQDKogT59xs
it just recommended me this

>> No.22382401

ok i'm going to bed and i'm not coming back until christmas all the threads are repeats i'm bored and annoyed

>> No.22382403

>>22382079
Sorry to hear that. Have you tried therapy at all?

>> No.22382412

>>22380159
It's decent, but I'd recommend Andaman and Nicobar over it.

>> No.22382413

>>22382386
i just don't want to have to decide if i like a song or not

>> No.22382417

>>22382285
Meh I think this works like stocks: once your mother and postman are telling you about it, it's too late. Hookup culture in the early millennium was already reaching its maximum expansion. Sex and the City starts airing in 1998, and after that you find more mainstream references to anal sex and the idea of sex positive education starts taking off. The women picking it up then are normie women, so now what are generally conservative positions in society (school teachers, your mother) are more generally aware of less conservative sex.
But the actual hookup culture they're learning to replicate is from the 90s. The kind of then "bisexuality" which now would be considered closer to "queerness" of the 90s spreading out to suburban housewives and their daughters killed a lot of the more hardcore aspects of its initial scene, because there's obvious problems with the scene once you scale it.
The amount of 90s gay vampire fans who would drink blood closer to the AIDS crisis compared to the kind of Mormon off shoot consumed by housewives as a pure romance where everyone is canonically hetero and aggressively unproblematic in a white American way is kind of emblematic of the shift from niche weirdos with a lot of risk tolerance, to a kind of averaged and more anemic illusion of managed risk and unfounded entitlement to safety a lot of trends go through.

>> No.22382427

performances like this makes me love black women
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5F28GHXyWJA
why cant they all be like this.

>> No.22382449

>>22382383
Sucks to be me then, I have no goals and I don't like myself.

>> No.22382451

>>22382427
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmsCR_39wPM

>> No.22382452

>>22382333
>why they shouldn’t.
It's literally impossible, they're the only person that can make them stop hating themselves.

>> No.22382454

>>22382427
>not Aretha
why?

>> No.22382455

>>22382451
i love dionne warwick. and great song! do you have more? another top tier black person is stevie wonder, ive been listening to this a lot
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vUM3YSvUjjM
i really like tammi terrell too, sad what happened to her.

>> No.22382466

>>22382454
Not Diana Ross and The Supremes?

>> No.22382467

>>22382454
i like the way tina turners boobs look

>> No.22382486

>>22382467
>look
Looked*

>> No.22382491

>>22382455
>do you have more
Black female vocalists or more Dionne Warwick? There's loads of both
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Web007rzSOI

>> No.22382493

>>22382466
Baby Love's a classic, but nobody sings Respect like Aretha

>> No.22382498

I've become so sexually and mentally deranged as a result of living alone that I can't see myself ever getting into a relationship.

>> No.22382505

>>22382498
How so?

>> No.22382508

>>22382491
black female vocalists in general, ty anon.

>> No.22382511

>>22382455
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1qJU8G7gR_g

>> No.22382515

>>22382511
this one is kewl
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9a49oFalZE

>> No.22382523

>>22382508
okay I share my waifus with you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SS02GeKuWQ4

>> No.22382525

>>22382505
Through porn escalation I ended up doing lots of deranged stuff to get off and I can't figure out how to deescalate or reset myself. Who would want to date a braindead pervert?
On a more general level I've found that I care less about what other people think with every year and make no effort to disguise dorky interests, to dress nicely in casual situations, to make my living space inviting, and so on. Part of me has given up and part of me actively wants to drive people away and discourage them from getting close to me, while another part really does want to have a connection with someone else but likely is operating on a model of intimacy rooted in idealized escapist fantasies rather than reality.

>> No.22382531

>>22382515
this one is funki
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBh1eN8FeyM

>> No.22382532

i'm tired of this fake nonsense, of being told what to think, of people who cite consensus when no such consensus exists, of people who lie, distort, and betray. i'm tired of people who have neither any sense nor decency, and who so often arrogantly expect others to reason without sense or decency as they do. i've put up with it too long and won't have it any longer.

>> No.22382533

>>22382531
is there a black joni mitchell?

>> No.22382535

>>22382531
this one noble prize for literature worthi
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38dOYW7-B0E
v relevant

>> No.22382536

>>22382532
cont.

or at least, i won't have it from anyone who i call a comrade. i will not be a tool.

>> No.22382537

>>22382535
oo, never heard of her before. now this is what i'm talking about!

>> No.22382539

>>22382533
Tracy Chapman? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIOAlaACuv4

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>>22382539
yeah shes pretty similar, thanks for the recs anonsy. im writing this all down in my little notebook

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I WILL NOT COPE!

>> No.22382554

>>22382493
I've been listening to their album "Where did out love go" nonstop for days, it is full of bangers from start to finish.

>> No.22382555

>>22382543
ok fine you can have my original jessica rabbit, but only because who frame roger rabbit was a wilder book and we are talking about books and taking notes we safe from mods now froggy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oavQY5V0xpg

>> No.22382558

>>22382543
Have you written down "The Supremes", anon? Are you just looking for black artists that aren't rap?

>> No.22382563

>>22382558
i just discovered who diana ross is thanks to /lit/, shes beautiful

>> No.22382565

>>22382558
I think he's looking for black female vocalists see >>22382508
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIrpeScz2mQ

>> No.22382567

>>22382525
I understand, and I can relate to a lot of what you’ve said here, especially regarding sexual shame. I truly believe that you can find a genuine connection with someone else if you’re willing to take the risk of being emotionally vulnerable. You should try to stop pushing people away. In order to be loved, you have to allow yourself to be known. I’m certain that there’s someone who can accept you for the entirety of who you are, even the parts of yourself that you see as perverse or shameful.

>> No.22382568

>>22382563
You've been deprived of one of the peak intersections of hot and crazyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIkPH_L1JfM

>> No.22382571
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>>22382568
is this real

>> No.22382574

>>22382565
Can't go wrong with Whitney.

>> No.22382583

>>22382571
what are our parameters on "real" here?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpldjZ-wPwk

>> No.22382588

My parents make me sad. No, they don't insult me or anything like that, it's just the way they live their lifes. Work, come home, eat dinner at 5-6pm (which seems early as fuck to me but to each their own I guess), watch tv until 10pm, go to bed. Every single day for years at a time. No hobbies, no game nights, no friends. They even wanted to, and did, move closer to their siblings (my uncles and aunties) so they could spend time with them which they hardly do. I dunno, these last few weeks I just keep thinking "to what end?".

>> No.22382592

>>22382568
>peak intersections of hot and crazy
That is Lisa lefteye Lopes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2gy1Evb1Kg

>> No.22382594

>>22382583
grace jones is good, i like her song have you seen that face before (or something along those lines)

>> No.22382599

>>22382588
it doesn't matter

>> No.22382605

>>22382588
This is the life I don't want to live but I know it's the one that I'm going to. I just want to become rich enough to be able to retire my friends at an early age and buy them all houses, I want to be able to fuck around like teenagers for the rest of our lives. Oh, what's that? You boys wanna fuck around in Oregon for the day? Well go get your bags packed I'll have my driver be out front in an hour. That's my dream life.

>> No.22382630

I am being increasingly radicalized due to the endless lies told by politicians and I don't know what to do.

We went through a 20 year war with sheep farmers and lost, why are so many idiots clamoring for another endless war with Ukraine? Does anybody seriously believe that we're "protecting democracy"?

The fatigue is real.

>> No.22382641

>>22382630
>increasingly radicalized due to the endless lies
So you came to the fiction board?

>> No.22382679

>>22382536
cont.

though, it would be nice to know some people i could count on. it would be a great solace to know that i am not the only one who sees things as i do, and that there are others people who are similarly inclined and to whom i would be useful in our shared purpose. people whose authority i could respect and not utterly resent.

>> No.22382691

>>22382679
cont.

and if there are no such people and i am prevented from reaching my potential, i should perish. i see no profit in mediocrity or servility, and i shall not be a spectacle in either manner.

>> No.22382700

>>22382691
cont.

i only wish that the people who i do know would have put it to me directly, instead of trying to confuse and brainwash me, which has obviously been a futile and destructive effort on their part. we'll see what they have to say. i can defend everything i believe and everything i believe in. let them explain why they feel the need to harass me on behalf of others and to what end they've done so.

>> No.22382710 [DELETED] 

>>22382079
>muh inheritance, muh business
Your brother was based. I'd kill myself if I was your brother, too

>> No.22382722

>>22382630
Your country has been hijacked by oligarchs who deliberately wage war on foreign countries so they can loot the ruins afterwards. Your rulers are foreigners. Your people will squabble amongst themselves forever because mainstream mass media is an act of deliberate class warfare to agitate and disorganize the working class. They present information as if it's believed by a majority to make people feel isolated and bully them into subservience. It will only get worse through out your lifetime. I don't know what to do either.

>> No.22382751 [DELETED] 

In woods nearby the village's bounds,
A coven of young witches lay,
Their secrets hidden deep inside,
As if in some forbidden play.

They feasted on delights galore,
Breads, beans, nuts, and chocolate too,
Intoxicated by libations,
Of ale and mead, they danced and flew.

Yet soon their fate did come to pass,
Found guilty, they awaited their end,
Delayed, yet still the axe did loom,
And then, before they could attend,

To filling their chamber pots, they came,
To face the final execution,
Hanged high, their bodies left to swing,
Guarded 'round, no respiration.

Before the break of first light's ray,
Their bodies lowered to the ground below,
Collected by those who studied art,
Of turning base metals to pure gold.

Yet thievery struck instead that night,
Young rapscallions, seeking booty rare,
With ladders raised, they climbed above,
To peer beneath each witch's garments there.

For witch's ambergris, they searched so hard,
Harvested from each witch's guts,
Not simple waste, but something more,
Like boiled yams, with hints of cabbages.

Each witch received her own bucket,
Filled with a last toil, rich and ripe,
Tented bloomers-cum-treasure chests,
Then down the well, the thieves retreat.

Authorities arrived, confusion reigns,
No trace remains of precious hoard,
Just empty buckets, void of gain,
Except perhaps a small reward.

Malvinia may have mused thus:
"Covens hidden deep within the wood,
Feasting on sweet and savory fare,
Executions delayed, until
The moment comes, and life is bare.

Thieves steal the night, with ladders tall,
Peering through each witch's undergarments,
Searching for the elusive ambergris,
Prized for its unique composition.

Officers arrive, confused and slow,
To find the scene deserted and bare,
Only empty buckets left aglow,
In memories of what once was there."

>> No.22382756

In woods nearby the village's bounds,
A coven of young witches lay,
Their secrets hidden deep inside,
As if in some forbidden play.

They feasted on delights galore,
Breads, beans, nuts, and chocolate too,
Intoxicated by libations,
Of ale and mead, they danced and flew.

Yet soon their fate did come to pass,
Found guilty, they awaited their end,
Delayed, yet still the axe did loom,
And then, before they could attend,

To filling their chamber pots, they came,
To face the final execution,
Hanged high, their bodies left to swing,
Guarded 'round, no respiration.

Before the break of first light's ray,
Their bodies lowered to the ground below,
Collected by those who studied art,
Of turning base metals to pure gold.

Yet thievery struck instead that night,
Young rapscallions, seeking booty rare,
With ladders raised, they climbed above,
To peer beneath each witch's garments there.

For witch's ambergris, they searched so hard,
Harvested from each witch's guts,
Not simple waste, but something more,
Like boiled yams, with hints of cabbages.

Each witch received her own bucket,
Filled with a last toil, rich and ripe,
Tented bloomers turned treasure cups,
Then down the well, the thieves retreat.

Authorities arrived, confusion reigns,
No trace remains of precious hoard,
Just empty buckets, void of gain,
Except perhaps a small reward.

Malvinia may have mused thus:
"Covens hidden deep within the wood,
Feasting on sweet and savory fare,
Executions delayed, until
The moment comes, and life is bare.

Thieves steal the night, with ladders tall,
Peering through each witch's undergarments,
Searching for the elusive ambergris,
Prized for its unique composition.

Officers arrive, confused and slow,
To find the scene deserted and bare,
Only empty buckets left aglow,
In memories of what once was there."

>> No.22382761

>>22382751
>Breads, beans, nuts, and chocolate too,
I think this line has one too many syllables.

>> No.22382764

there's something wrong with me doc, something very wrong. No, I don't mean anything physically wrong, nor do i mean i talk funny or anything. I can hold a job, get the job done, talk to people and all. but what's wrong with me is something i think far more concerning. it's these thoughts doc, not just about others but in myself.

i know right from wrong, but i choose to do wrong anyway, and i justify it. and i keep doing it. is there a cure for such things? for people who at their core, are troublemakers? i make life worse for others and for myself doc, but the funny thing is i don't mean for it to end up that way, it just happens, and it happens every time. i get a bit down thinking about it, but that's been the case all my life, again i ask if there can be a cure for being an idiot

>> No.22382766

>>22382764

there's an excellent cure.

>> No.22382855

>>22379901
---- Solaria ----
0764
Kinesthete

To stir instant laughter among a set of chicks
Or talk tall with a young man easy with a swift walk

Always feels like a line of bass
That loops like a waltz of butterflies

Where hills are green and gently sloping.

>> No.22382955

>>22382454
There are so many, and some are absolutely brilliant when it comes to irony, for instance the way that urban glamor and poverty juxtapose in the financial districts of North America.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KztNIg4cvE

>> No.22382967

>>22381358
>read Leibniz
Why

>> No.22382989

>>22382967
I've never read Leibniz except in excerpts, but from the the standpoint of literary biography or character study, he's he's a haunting figure to say the least. Voltaire pretty much nailed his public figure as Dr. Pangloss, while in private he was a bitter, dark, and very complex man.

>> No.22383010

>>22382955
>North America.
>americunt anons do not know Dame Shirley Bassey, living patron saint of Wales
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzLT6_TQmq8

>> No.22383036

>>22383010
They must, she's half the Bond themes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GEU7GYaAII

>> No.22383037

does anyone have a torrent for a clash of kings audiobook by roy dotrice?

>> No.22383039

>>22383036
Do you think they know Irma Thomas sang this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_K9xsSdgMs

>> No.22383090

I still have the mannerisms of a much younger man, but I'm beginning to notice that people expect a full grown man when they meet me. I feel like this can help me grow, I can naturally try to come closer to their expectation. It's good, it's very good, it's about time. I'm this anon. >>22379924 Some things are looking pretty good for me right now, again I appreciate your take >>22376794

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>>22379901
Unironically what did he mean by this?

>> No.22383108

>>22379918
Is it so difficult for you people to understand that some acts are inherently masculine and some feminine? No, I don't want to settle down with a blown-out roastie that's seen the whole world and every dick and ball in it solo.

>> No.22383109

I wish i could cause cancer in my body.

>> No.22383125

There's a kind of a controversy in Sweden right now where one of the more public members of the right wing nationalist Sweden Democrats has called the prophet Muhammad a mass-murderer and a bandit. I am a muslim and the thing is that there is a degree of truth to both of those claims. Muhammads legacy is very nuanced, and certainly political. I feel like a lot of muslims kind of default to a kind of outrage when things like this come up, but the Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, did oversee a huge mass-execution, with like 400 dead; and as far as I remember when the muslims went out to what eventually became the battle of Badr, they were aiming to effectively rob a caravan (the case for this is, afaik, that the muslims had been driven from Mecca leaving their property behind: this was to compensate them for their loss). It's going to be interesting to follow as this conversation gets more nuanced, but it is simply true that there are things in the prophetic biography that stand out to a modern observer. (it bears pointing out in this context that traditionally in Islam various branches of knowledge have been kept with differing degrees of scrutiny as to the sources. Normally for a report about Muhammad to be used as a source in law, the source needs to be considered very strong, but when it comes to prophetic biography it seems like they've basically padded it with a bunch of weaker narrations, because it was deemed politically useful. So it can happen that islamic sources provide stories about Muhammad that make him appear pretty harsh, but that these stories were included basically as war-time propaganda by medieval empires and now they just live on in the books.)

>> No.22383139

>>22383109
I wish this too sometimes, I just want to see how people would react and who would care.

>> No.22383149

>>22383125
It begins.
However, I do kind of wonder why Muslims in other countries get so up in arms about the Quran being burned in Sweden.
Muslims are literally getting genocided in a couple of places.

>> No.22383165

>>22383149
Hamza Yusuf is probably one of the three most influential english language traditional muslim shaykhs, traditionally "learned" in the islamic sense. He's american born, but he has studied in a number of places, primarily in Mauretania. When he came back from Mauretania he would defend all of the tradition, and even when weird things came up he would just be like "yea, so what, he's the best man that ever lived". Now, 20 or so years later, his stance is that if you encounter something that seems weird that you just ignore it, it probably isn't true.

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>>22381725
>>22381886

>> No.22383182

Because of the human condition, we don't like doing things - we like doing things that someone can witness. Unless you're a gay streamer, no one is watching you and seeing your performance in a game. Meanwhile with a face to face card game or board game, everyone playing is obviously present and see all your triumphs. We just want people to remember us for our actions, in everything we do.

>> No.22383186

>>22383109
Same, friend. I hope there's some anon who could help us on this.

>> No.22383221

It’s over for me. I just don’t have the sort of biography someone with my ambitions has to have.

>> No.22383225

>>22379942
>the italian summers
you're unlikely to enjoy it unless you're used to high temperatures, and if you go between the beginning and the middle of august everybody's on vacation, so it's much more difficult to enjoy any place
I recommend seeing Italy in spring

>> No.22383227

The last few years for me have been a total wash. It’s like they’ve not even happened. I think my health has suffered or something. I’m so tired all the time and I’ve gained so much weight. I have no motivation or drive to do anything.

>> No.22383228

>>22380151
this is hardly verifiable, both because of the vagueness of the claim and the difficulty to test it

>> No.22383239

>>22383182
I very much like playing music, jerking off in the privacy of my bathroom, camping on deserted beaches in autumn and playing puzzle games in moderation.
I also like being praised and successful, but these things are not strictly related the the former, as they're not the goal, and as testament to that there are things that I like doing that I only do in private, so you must be wrong.

>> No.22383245

>>22383228
That quote I got in the tranny transitioning thread as in autist to transexual pipeline.

>> No.22383260

As I stood amidst the frenzied crowd gathered 'round the gallows, my gaze fell upon the soon-to-be departed actresses, each adorned in their finest garments and bound hand and foot. Their faces betrayed no hint of trepidation, for they knew full well the fate that awaited them atop yonder platform.

The first of these fair maidens sported a flush across her countenance, indicative of the passion she had felt mere moments before her imminent demise. A thorough examination revealed that her quim housed a vibrator still humming loudly within its depths, evidence of the ecstatic pleasure she had experienced in her final moments.

The second damsel displayed a similar flush upon her visage, accompanied by a veritable deluge of bodily fluids issuing forth from her person. Petticoats and dress alike were soaked through with the telltale signs of her release, and the vibrator remained firmly embedded within her no longer quivering quim.

As I moved on to inspect the third lady, I noted that her features bore witness to a particularly violent series of spasmodic convulsions. Indeed, her petticoats were soaked through with the results of her unbridled passion, and the vibrator within her quim seemed to pulse with life even now.

Upon reaching the fourth victim, I observed that her features held a look of quiet resignation, with naught but a faint blush upon her cheeks. Though her petticoats showed some signs of moisture, the vibrator remained snug within her quivering quim. However, my attention was drawn to a curious sight - a large turd protruding from her fundament, testifying to the strain put upon her bowels in her final throes.

Inspecting the fifth actress, I saw that her face wore a mask of serene composure, despite the chaotic scene surrounding her. Her petticoats were liberally daubed with the products of her passion, and the vibrator within her quim was partially extruded, still emitting a low hum. And yet, my eyes were drawn to another curiosity - a massive log of excrement squashed between her buttocks, a testament to the forceful nature of her passing.

Moving on to the sixth lady, I noticed that her features bore a look of calm contentment, with naught but a slight smile playing upon her lips. Despite the violence of her end, her petticoats showed little sign of moisture, save for a few small smears of cream clinging to her thighs. Yet, her quivering quim contained a vibrator still buzzing merrily within its depths.

The seventh actress presented a stark contrast to her predecessors, with a look of terror etched upon her features. Her petticoats were soaked through with fluid, and the vibrator within her quim had been violently expelled, lying discarded nearby. But my gaze was drawn to the truly remarkable sight before me - a heaping helping of steaming ordure plastered across her fundament, a clear indicator of the force required to dispatch her.

>> No.22383262

Reaching the eighth actress, I found her features twisted in agony, with droplets of sweat glistening upon her brow. Her petticoats were soaked through with moisture, ...and the vibrator within her quivering quim continued to emit a soft hum. My gaze shifted to the ninth lady, whose features bore a look of intense concentration, with a faint blush upon her cheeks. Her petticoats were lightly stained with moisture, and the vibrator within her quim remained lodged deep within her quivering flesh.

Finally, I came to the tenth actress, who lay prone beneath the scaffold, her features slack and lifeless. There was no visible trace of liquid upon her person, and the vibrator within her quim appeared undisturbed. However, my attention was caught by the presence of a thick layer of creamy substance coating her lower regions, indicating that her passage may have been less than dignified.

After the execution, the bodies of the actresses were removed from the scaffolds and taken away for burial. The following day, however, an eerie silence descended upon the town as reports began to circulate that the deceased ladies had risen from their graves and returned to haunt the living. Some claimed to have seen them wandering the streets at night, their eyes gleaming with an otherworldly fire. Others spoke of hearing strange whispers carried on the wind, beckoning them towards unknown horrors lurking just beyond the veil of death.

And though many dismissed such tales as idle fancy, there could be no doubt that something sinister stirred within the shadows of the town. For those brave enough to venture out into the darkness, the sound of rustling leaves and creaking branches whispered secrets of what lay hidden in the heart of the forest...waiting for unsuspecting prey to cross its path.

>> No.22383266

>>22383245
it's admirable that you would find the time and willpower to muster the effort to question and verify anything regardless of its source, but heuristics are accurate enough most of the time, and they developed to leave you with enough free willpower/brain power/cognitive resources for more important things, so whenever you read something very vague and poetic from a clearly very biased source I invite you to dismiss it entirely and spend your time on something more productive or enjoyable
that's not to say that you should only believe things you already agree with, or from completely unbiased sources, which don't exist, rather that to invest that much time and cognitive resources on stuff that's most likely irrelevant or misleading is not a good choice most of the time

>> No.22383280

>>22383179
Uh oh, he's Byrne posting.

>> No.22383282

>>22383266
Thats cold, harsh but necessary. Thank you.

>> No.22383284

>>22383225
>you're unlikely to enjoy it unless you're used to high temperatures
I'm Australian, I think I'll do fine, kek.
>I recommend seeing Italy in spring
I doubt I'll ever get to see Italy through anything but pictures. This kills me inside but what can you do?

>> No.22383292
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How the fuck did kanye and nick fuentes even hook up? how did a billion dollar nigger not back up his own claims on the jews by using his wealth to accumulate the proper knowledge and discourse + not hook up with other nigger allies? Why do all these human beings never seem to utilize their vast fortunes on actually verifying the jewish corruption in the world, like it would be easy to hire a think-thank and researches, and instead they act like unhinged empty headed puppets parroting half-assed misinfo pics they've found on the internet. It's all so incredibly absurd.

>> No.22383305

>>22383292
>how did a billion dollar nigger not back up his own claims on the jews by using his wealth to accumulate the proper knowledge and discourse
He's literally schizophrenic and he refuses to take his meds.

>> No.22383309

>>22383305
defying his psychosis and exposing networks of human corruption should have been in him, i dunno, seems more important than nigger narcissism

>> No.22383317

>>22383309
>should have been in him
Why?
>seems more important than nigger narcissism
It's not narcissism, it's schizophrenia.

>> No.22383319

>>22379998
If you're into jazz, try this.
It's not strictly jazz. More mixed genre, but it's really good.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEfZibH30Yk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=puEclhRxRik
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KKizv6NTwQ

>> No.22383337
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22383337

These books are written by people who read lots of other books instead of having real world experiences. They are playing Chinese whispers with someone else’s memories and experiences. It’s why games like Pokemon today feel terrible while they used to feel pretty good. One was a virtual memory of catching bugs as a child. The other is a virtual memory of someone else’s virtual memory. It’s how you end up with Bioshock infinites Elizabeth being a disney princess despite being locked in a prison all her life. People are living through media instead of the real world and it makes the next generations media a shadow of a shadow. It’s only going to get worse as we have more people used to twitch and youtube than spending the summer cycling around with their friends.

We went from fantasy writers with backgrounds in history, theology, and serving in the old wars, to fantasy writers who are fantasy writers purely because of their background in playing pretend around a table.

The absolute same thing is happening in games too, it’s all so cannibalistic. Game designers aren’t analytical about previous games, except for a select few that EVERYONE knows about. They don’t even critically analyze games that are “broken” or “bad”. This results in an industry that becomes completely dominated by creative inbreeding. Established ideas are seen as profitable – because of which they get copied in an endless cycle of imitation.

The problem for these people is that growing up in social media echo chambers, you lose the roundedness of being, depth of experiences, to see things from 360 degrees. Too many people in the supposedly creative industries nowadays operate from a very, very limited experience and exposures. They will not, and absolutely refuse to, expose themselves to things that they have been told to dislike.

The internet in general, 4chan reddit whatever, is only going to get shittier as it becomes people’s “main” world, and real life is their “secondary” world. It’s like how that anime guy (Miyazaki? not sure who said it) said anime became soulless because eventually the people making it were only people that grew up watching, and only consumed anime.

>> No.22383339
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22383339

I don't need a girlfriend to be happy
I don't need a girlfriend to be happy
I don't need a girlfriend to be happy
I don't need a girlfriend to be happy
I don't need a girlfriend to be happy

>> No.22383342

>>22383337
All true. I wish there was a snappy term for this

>> No.22383346

>>22383337
I think there's a lot of shit to unpack here and a lot of shit that you could have good conversations about, unfortunately, I don't care to do it right now.

>> No.22383347

>>22383342
it's creative inbreeding. The term is right there in the text

>> No.22383363

>>22383339
Become happy before you find a girlfriend, otherwise every relationship you get into will crash and burn.

>> No.22383369

>>22382605
>I just want to become rich enough to be able to retire my friends at an early age and buy them all houses, I want to be able to fuck around like teenagers for the rest of our lives
Basically nobody ever gets this rich

>> No.22383373

>>22383369
I know, but a man can dream, right? Do you think there could be possible negative side effects to having dreams like this?

>> No.22383377

>>22383292
>Why do all these human beings never seem to utilize their vast fortunes on actually verifying the jewish corruption in the world
Because it's a delusion lol

>> No.22383379

>>22379918
I think it's the posting of the travels that makes it different. It's the commodification of wanderlust. /pol/ sees it as simply another encroaching onto a typically white, typically male space (that of "exploration") and then a corruption of that space because it's no longer about exploring. Instead it's about being seen and spending money and being seen spending money and, worst of all, the self-degradation of women posting themselves in skimpy outfits online.

>> No.22383389

>>22383373
I've seen people grow bitter when their dreams aren't realized. At best they end up like that other anon's parents, just kinda shuffling through life. If you can maintain perspective I guess there's no harm in it, but realistically speaking most people eventually end up consumed by their fantasies despite their best efforts

>> No.22383397

>>22383389
>If you can maintain perspective I guess there's no harm in it
I like to think I can, I like to think that I'm a person that can set expectations so as to not get disappointed. Oh well, I know I'll never get to that point so there's no reason to put much thought into it, feels nice to daydream about it though.

>> No.22383418

While watching a movie today (Summit of the Gods, great French animation, I highly recommend it) I realised I get too easily influenced (I don't know if that's the right word, surely one of you will correct me). The movie is about a mountain climber, specifically one that's climbing three notorious mountains in Nepal. While watching the movie I though to myself "Man I'd fuckin' love to climb some mountains, that seems cool as shit, look at all the snow and the landscapes and the tools they're using. Man, if I was put in front of a mountain right now, I'd love to climb it" and then I instantly snapped back to reality and recognised that I'd never be able to climb a mountain, the most I've ever climbed is a tree. The same thing happened when I was watching a movie about pirates, I started thinking to myself "Man, I'd love to be a pirate, I just wanna plunder the high seas for the rest of my life". I don't know why I keep fantasizing about things that I'll never do.

>> No.22383424

>>22383418
That's what media exists for. The entire point is inspire something in you. You should reduce the feeling to its most base. Instead of thinking "I'm inspired to climb a mountain" or "I'm inspired to sail", realise that every time the inspiration is the same: to do something new. So do that. Do something new, even if it's as small as trying a new tea or a little bigger like picking up a sport or a hobby. Adventure doesn't exist only on the grandest of scales.

>> No.22383425

I bought a first anniversary card for my boyfriend of a bird he was very interested in. When he first saw them he followed them around excitedly saying how interesting they are. He then told me, tonight, he very much hates these birds now, that they are ugly and freaks. Now I have a card that cost me $10 and no one to give it to. Prior to that we fought a lot because he hates this country, we will most likely break up soon. God I don't want to be alone again.

>> No.22383445

>>22383424
Then how do I quench the feeling that I get when I imagine summiting Everest or swimming through a sunken pirate ship? I don't get this feeling when I think of trying a new tea or chocolate bar. I wouldn't say I'm an adrenaline junkie if that's what your mind went to.

>> No.22383465

>>22383445
Admittedly, I'm projecting a bit. However, going of my own experiences, it always boiled down to something new. Sometimes a trip to a new town in my country was enough, or putting myself into a scenario I'd never done before and meeting the people there was enough, other times I'd go to the Alps for a weekend or pop over to Florence and admire the beauty of the place. Some were more fulfilling than others, of course, but it was always that drive to do something new. Think about the things you're dreaming about. They're always about exploration, seeing the unknown, overcoming an obstacle, experiencing something you've never experienced. I always took it as wanting to break the monotony of life in any way I could.

>> No.22383479

>>22383425
Just both destroy that card, pointing out that the hate cycle can only be complete by burning that card.

>> No.22383482

>>22383465
>other times I'd go to the Alps for a weekend or pop over to Florence and admire the beauty of the place.
Didn't realise I was talking to Mr Moneybags, kek.
> Think about the things you're dreaming about. They're always about exploration, seeing the unknown, overcoming an obstacle, experiencing something you've never experienced.
All my dream can be achieved if I have one thing, money. unfortunately, I will never have anywhere near the amount of money that I need to achieve my dreams so I guess I need to learn to be content with being a 9-5 drone for the rest of my life.

>> No.22383487

>>22383482
>All my dream
All of my dreams*

can you tell I'm not smart enough to be rich?

>> No.22383488

>>22383482
I'm from Ireland. It cost me the price of two McDonalds to fly to both countries lol. There's probably a ton of beautiful places near where you live that don't cost an arm and a leg to visit.

>> No.22383500

>>22383488
>There's probably a ton of beautiful places near where you live that don't cost an arm and a leg to visit.
I'm from Australia, everything costs an arm and a leg here at the moment. Plus, I don't drive so even if there was something that I wanted to go check out I would have no way of getting there. The life of a retard never fails to disappoint.

>> No.22383504

>>22383500
>Plus, I don't drive
Sounds like step 1 for the beginning of an adventure has presented itself to you, retard-kun.

>> No.22383519

Do you think Master’s degrees are worthless?

>> No.22383526

>>22383479
Hate cycle? Elaborate and maybe I will. I don't want to, however. This guy just said he hated them out of nowhere while ranting about my country. I feel pretty hurt but I'm also sick and tired of people who believe their minds are known to all around them.

>> No.22383530

>>22383339
Love yourself first anon. Try imagining, if your gf is away, and she say, "Have fun without me for a while!" What would you do?

>> No.22383531

>>22383500
I am also Australian and I hate where I live. (town near Canberra.) I can drive but it feels pointless to do any of it alone, I value solitude to some extent but it would be more rewarding to explore with someone else. Anon if you live near me I would hang out with you.

>> No.22383535

I just got back into university after being out since the start of the pandemic. I'm looking at the syllabi for my classes and some of the work we're expected to do. I'm kind of scared by the work load and level. Not sure I'm smart enough for it.

>> No.22383540

>>22383530
Masturbate, drink a shit load of alcohol, and watch horror movies with many boobies

>> No.22383541

>>22383504
Driving scares the absolute fuck out of me, not because of the other people on the road but because I know that I'm a retard that could probably get outsmarted by a toddler. Plus, even if I wasn't scared of driving, no one in my family drives and driving instructors cost $80+ per hour and who the fuck has the money for that?

>> No.22383542

>>22383519
Depends on the field.

>> No.22383545
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>>22383531
>Anon if you live near me I would hang out with you.
Sorry, I live in Radelaide.

>> No.22383550

>>22383319
I have listened to it!

It's all all so good <3 Thank you anon!

>> No.22383562

It's been 5 days since my brother has died and I feel nothing. Not that I'm numb or whatever, but I just dont care. The first two days the shock of the news really hit me hard but now that I've internalized it, I'm just going on with my life as if nothing happened. My friends and family seem to think there's something wrong for me for not grieving. But frankly, my brother was all around a bad person and he made my life miserable. He left his rehab after only being there a week and within a week of leaving he had OD'd. He chose that end and I can't feel bad for him.

>> No.22383565

>>22382630
>We went through a 20 year war with sheep farmers and lost,
By "lost" you don't literally think the Taliban defeated the US military in combat, do you?
>why are so many idiots clamoring for another endless war with Ukraine
We support Ukraine because we have to send a message that no nuclear-armed state has the right to steal land and resources unpunished just because they have nukes, as if we just let the russians take what they want it would massively encourage everyone to get nukes of their own to deter invasion. You can claim it's because of Biden's money laundering or biolabs producing Covid or whatever but the biggest geopolitical reason behind US policy towards Ukraine is related to nuclear weapons proliferation.

>> No.22383624

>>22382967
Regardless of immediate benefit to Anon or not, there can be no wrong action taken because all actions taken are taken to make the greatest of all possible realities: the one that IS real.

>> No.22383629

>>22383542
Undecided, but my undergraduate was economics so the most natural choice would probably be economics even though that’s not my interest.

>> No.22383633

>>22383629
If it's not your interest then why do it?

>> No.22383676

>>22383633
It just seems like the natural progression and the earning potential is quite high. I’m undecided on a Master’s degree in general because it doesn’t really qualify you for anything. You know? You can’t have many jobs without a Bachelor’s degree. You can’t teach university without a Doctorate. You can’t practice law without a JD. You can’t practice medicine without an MD. A Master’s doesn’t really qualify you for anything, besides maybe teaching high school if you get the credential along the way. I want to get a JD but I’ve already missed the cycle for this year.

>> No.22383686

Little brother decided to go back to college at 25 so he could get a real job and make something of his life. He is very soft and can't handle doing much on his own so I am skeptical of his chances but I really am proud he's trying. Then of course I talk to my mom on the phone and she's openly putting him down telling him he's just wasting his time. It's so hard to love such negative, cold people.

>> No.22383698

>>22383676
>I want to get a JD but I’ve already missed the cycle for this year.
Then wait till next year?

>> No.22383714

>>22383562
>b-but he's family
don't feel bad. fuck junkies.

>> No.22383750

>>22383541
Man if you're afraid of driving why do you want to climb mountains and shit?

>> No.22383757

I have been pissed off all day over my father calling me a 'sick person' and a number of other insults.
My crime was trying to bring some nuance to his view of
>Europeans came over, slaughtered all the natives and so now Europe must accept infinite immigration.
I've had this talk before and knew I shouldn't even respond but I did anyway.
But even I was shocked how upset he got. He was a complete shit father too so I'm doubly insulted that he has the gall to talk to me like this.
I'm not sure I can see him today without either ignoring or getting pissed at him.
What kind of a faggot gets so pissed about a historical opinion of something that happened 500 years ago?

>> No.22383762

>>22383750
To be honest I don't think I do. I think the idea of being a mountain climber is cool like if I look at guys climbing mountains I go "Wow, that dude is badass" and when I see that shit I hype myself up but I know that in reality, I'd never do it. I like the idea of it but not the action if that makes sense.

>> No.22383766

>>22383750
Because it's easy to be brave in your dreams. It's hard to be brave in real life. He wishes he was someone he isn't. The actual activities he dreams of are irrelevant. They're just a manifestation of the concept of "I wish I was someone else".

>> No.22383773

>>22383686
I'm also going back to college at 24. Thankfully my family isnt so negative about it. You should openly scold your mom and be actively of supportive of your brother. Going back to college at this age is difficult. My university offers clubs and social groups for people returning to college as adults. Encourage your brother to look for thise groups, or otherwise to find some kind of club.

>> No.22383778

>>22383757
>shit father is a shitlib
Fuck boomers

>> No.22383781

>>22383757
>He was a complete shit father
Was he actually or do you just think that now because he wasn't based and red-pilled or whatever?

>> No.22383793

>>22383778
shitlib is one thing, but to hurl insults like that just infuriates me.
>>22383781
He was having a blast partying and making a career while I and my brothers were raised by my mother on the other side of the planet.
I met him once a year from 8 till adulthood.
He send money but contributed absolutely 0 to my upbringing. In fact he was annoyed and continued to work for the 1 summer vacation a year we got to see him.

>> No.22383798

>>22383793
>father leaves child rearing to the mother and focuses on being the breadwinner
I dunno man, sounds pretty trad to me

>> No.22383805

>>22383798
Breadwinning and having sex with people 30 years younger than you.
Call it trad but your children will not look at you with respect or have any good memories of you.
That's your legacy, your career goes the minute you stop working.

>> No.22383824

>>22383698
Well, I’m going to but I also have to decide what I’m going to do this year. I work in a field where a Master’s is valued, sort of, and a Doctorate is really valued. I don’t have any chance of being accepted into a doctoral program at this stage, so I feel like I may as well pursue Master’s while I wait for the law school applications cycle to open up again. Feel free to poke holes in my thinking if you think it’s retarded.

>> No.22383838

>>22383757
The real tragedy of the present age is that the infection of dogmatic propaganda in every aspect of society, but especially in media and education, is that the large majority of Westerners cannot even think critically and basically just react emotionally to the things they’re engineered to react to. You triggered the reaction. That’s all. My advice is to not engage your parents on matters of religion, politics, war, even economy etc. just keep it loose and fun, like you would with a wife or kid.

>> No.22383843

>>22383686
>>22383773
My brother did the same. He’s thirty now. I think he’s sort of failed to really achieve success but he’s made adequate progress, which I think is good. I just wish he’d get more serious.

>> No.22383847
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22383847

Lately, as in the past few weeks, I've been feeling an intense urge to basically quit the internet forever, and turn this PC into little more than a typewriter, with nothing on it other than a word processor.

I'm not sure what is causing this (beyond burn out or wanting to ape my favourite pre-web authors), but its basically consuming all my thought.

At the same time I feel totally unable and unwilling to actually take the plunge, wanting, weirdly enough, to want to use the internet to know what people think about me not using the internet.

>> No.22383861

>>22383838
Nice digits. Everyone loves to think that they're the ones being logical and reasonable, but all the nativist stuff that you guys love is also primarily an emotional reaction

>> No.22383869

>>22383824
>Well, I’m going to but I also have to decide what I’m going to do this year
Why? Are you going to get fired if you don't go for a master's this year? If you want a JD, that's fine, just wait till next year, if you wanna get a master's, go for it, the opportunity to get these things is never going to go away, no need to rush things or feel bad about taking time or missing opportunities, just take life as it comes, anon. Remember, these opportunities aren't going anywhere.

>> No.22383896 [DELETED] 

Yes I'd simply like to offer a very Sadean asphyxiation story that you're welcome to publish here under "Anonymous" if you'd like, you're also entirely welcome to modify it if you'd like. (I will say no more)...

"As I stood at the foot of the gallows, watching the women twitch and writhe in their final moments, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something wasn't right here. And when I saw the state they were in after death - well, let's just say it was enough to make a hard man blush.

The first gal had her skirt bunched up around her waist, revealing a pair of stockings that looked like they'd seen better days. A vibrator buzzed away inside her, still humming despite being expelled from her quivering quim. Cream dripped from every corner of her undergarments, evidence of some serious seismic activity.

Number two was a real mess. Her dress was soaked through, and she wore a sodden petticoat that hung low over her knees. She'd obviously lost control of her bladder big time, leaving behind a river of urine that smelled like a sewer. But worst of all was the sight of her engorged clitoris, standing tall and proud as if ready for action.

Third girl didn't look any better. Her knickers were soaked, and her dress was spattered with cream. A vibrator stuck out of her quim like a flagpole, still going strong. This broad must have really put on a show.

Fourth girl was luckier than the others. She hadn't peed herself nearly as badly, but she did wear a sizeable turd wedged between her cheeks. Maybe she got stage fright?

But the fifth lady took the cake. At fifty years old, she should know better than to get worked up over something like this. Still, she'd managed to soil her drawers pretty good, and her vibrator sat snug in her quim like a bullet in a gun barrel.

Sixth girl had me scratching my chin. Why did she need such a fancy chemise with those puffy nipples? Guess she wanted to look extra special for her date with destiny. Too bad she ended up with a face full of shit instead.

Seventh girl had her tongue hanging out like a dog in heat. She'd left a lake of pee in her wake, along with a healthy dollop of poop smeared across her petticoats. No wonder she went out with a whimper rather than a roar.

Eight was a tiny thing, barely legal looking. But she sure knew how to work her body. She'd ejaculated all over the place, leaving behind a sea of creamy fluid. And her vibrator was nowhere to be found, having shot out of her like a cannonball.

Ninth girl was another mess. Pee and poop covered her petticoats, and her vibrator lay discarded among the ruins. Didn't take long for her to hit rock bottom.

Tenth girl was different. She may have died fast, but she sure kept things tidy until the end. Not a spot of pee or poop anywhere. Just a few drops of cream and a vibrator still buried deep within her.

>> No.22383907

As I stood at the foot of the gallows, watching the women twitch and writhe in their final moments, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something wasn't right here. And when I saw the state they were in after death - well, let's just say it was enough to make a hard man blush.

The first gal had her skirt bunched up around her waist, revealing a pair of stockings that looked like they'd seen better days. A vibrator buzzed away inside her, still humming despite being expelled from her quivering quim. Cream dripped from every corner of her undergarments, evidence of some serious seismic activity.

Number two was a real mess. Her dress was soaked through, and she wore a sodden petticoat that hung low over her knees. She'd obviously lost control of her bladder big time, leaving behind a river of urine that smelled like a sewer. But worst of all was the sight of her engorged clitoris, standing tall and proud as if ready for action.

Third girl didn't look any better. Her knickers were soaked, and her dress was spattered with cream. A vibrator stuck out of her quim like a flagpole, still going strong. This broad must have really put on a show.

Fourth girl was luckier than the others. She hadn't peed herself nearly as badly, but she did wear a sizeable turd wedged between her cheeks. Maybe she got stage fright?

But the fifth lady took the cake. At fifty years old, she should know better than to get worked up over something like this. Still, she'd managed to soil her drawers pretty good, and her vibrator sat snug in her quim like a bullet in a gun barrel.

Sixth girl had me scratching my chin. Why did she need such a fancy chemise with those puffy nipples? Guess she wanted to look extra special for her date with destiny. Too bad she ended up with a face full of shit instead.

Seventh girl had her tongue hanging out like a dog in heat. She'd left a lake of pee in her wake, along with a healthy dollop of poop smeared across her petticoats. No wonder she went out with a whimper rather than a roar.

Eight was a tiny thing, barely legal looking. But she sure knew how to work her body. She'd ejaculated all over the place, leaving behind a sea of creamy fluid. And her vibrator was nowhere to be found, having shot out of her like a cannonball.

Ninth girl was another mess. Pee and poop covered her petticoats, and her vibrator lay discarded among the ruins. Didn't take long for her to hit rock bottom.

Tenth girl was different. She may have died fast, but she sure kept things tidy until the end. Not a spot of pee or poop anywhere. Just a few drops of cream and a vibrator still buried deep within her.

>> No.22383908

>>22383838
What's even more fun is that he mocked the idea of learning history through books. He thinks his idea of history (from youtube or a holywood movie) is more true than first hand accounts. Since they're biased or whatever.
>just keep it loose and fun
I enjoy talking politics but I found out long ago that most people cannot handle it. I make sure to never get nasty until the other person does. I guess I'll keep it with sports from now on but for no I'm still very much mad.

>>22383861
You're hallucinating a position I never took. It was more looking at history in the full context.
When someone makes the claim that Europeans are uniquely evil and aggresive, I point out that S-America was torn by war before a single white man set foot on it. Same with slavery.
It's this context that got his sperging out.

>> No.22383929

>>22383869
I do feel like I’m in a rush though. I know this is a bit off-topic but I feel like I lost my purpose in life a few years back, and I’ve been wandering. The last several years, since COVID lockdowns really, have been particularly stagnant for me. I have a handful of paths in front of me that I suspect might be worthwhile, but I just feel like I have to choose one because I should’ve done it years ago and I can’t do all of them. The clock is very much ticking for me.

>> No.22383930 [DELETED] 

After the wretched wenches were laid to rest in their coffins, I couldn't stop thinking about them. The fate of these doomed vixens weighed heavily upon me, even if the world deemed them sinful and deserving of their ignominious ends.

The night following their execution was moonlit and very cold, the frigid air biting at everything it touched. Word about the unprecedented event had spread like wildfire across the dusty streets of Tuscon: ten women had met their maker via hangman's noose that day, and though there were several accounts of what exactly led to their ghastly fate -- whether they were mere thieves or something much darker altogether -- nobody could deny the sheer audacity of their final moments.

For my part, I found myself drawn to the site of their impending burial, unable to peel myself away from the gruesome imagery etched into the minds of everyone present. Each woman had died writhing in sexual ecstasy, every gasp and moan echoing through the crowd like the soundtrack to some twisted symphony.

And yet when the undertakers came for their remains, a curious thing happened: the wooden coffins shook with renewed vigor, straining against the bindings that held them locked tight. It seemed almost too much to bear, the knowledge that these poor souls were not yet really deceased! But then came another revelation, a truth stranger still: each lid burst asunder and the executed vixens rose en masse before us, naked and quivering, embracing their newfound freedom as if born again.

As I watched them fly away, borne aloft upon whispers and promises communicated between the stars above our heads–even as their naked haunches seemed to glow in the moonlight–I realized how little we really know about the world around us. How many secrets hide behind closed doors, waiting to emerge once given a chance. Their departure heralded the start of yet another long journey into the heart of things unknown and unseen. A pilgrimage into the very fabric of reality itself, leading us deeper into realms beyond imagination, hidden from view until now.

A chill ran down my spine as those words escaped my lips. What did they mean? Where would this path lead me next? Only time would tell, and yet my instincts warned me against further investigation...

>> No.22383934 [DELETED] 

(Continued)

After the wretched wenches were laid to rest in their coffins, I couldn't stop thinking about them. The fate of these doomed vixens weighed heavily upon me, even if the world deemed them sinful and deserving of their ignominious ends.

The night following their execution was moonlit and very cold, the frigid air biting at everything it touched. Word about the unprecedented event had spread like wildfire across the dusty streets of Tuscon: ten women had met their maker via hangman's noose that day, and though there were several accounts of what exactly led to their ghastly fate -- whether they were mere thieves or something much darker altogether -- nobody could deny the sheer audacity of their final moments.

For my part, I found myself drawn to the site of their impending burial, unable to peel myself away from the gruesome imagery etched into the minds of everyone present. Each woman had died writhing in sexual ecstasy, every gasp and moan echoing through the crowd like the soundtrack to some twisted symphony.

And yet when the undertakers came for their remains, a curious thing happened: the wooden coffins shook with renewed vigor, straining against the bindings that held them locked tight. It seemed almost too much to bear, the knowledge that these poor souls were not yet really deceased! But then came another revelation, a truth stranger still: each lid burst asunder and the executed vixens rose en masse before us, naked and quivering, embracing their newfound freedom as if born again.

As I watched them fly away, borne aloft upon whispers and promises communicated between the stars above our heads–even as their naked haunches seemed to glow in the moonlight–I realized how little we really know about the world around us. How many secrets hide behind closed doors, waiting to emerge once given a chance. Their departure heralded the start of yet another long journey into the heart of things unknown and unseen. A pilgrimage into the very fabric of reality itself, leading us deeper into realms beyond imagination, hidden from view until now.

A chill ran down my spine as those words escaped my lips. What did they mean? Where would this path lead me next? Only time would tell, and yet my instincts warned me against further investigation...

>> No.22383942

>>22383861
What the fuck are you talking about? You don’t know me or my views. I didn’t even suggest them. I literally triggered your programming and you reacted, like I described.

>> No.22383943

>>22383907

(Continued)

After the wretched wenches were laid to rest in their coffins, I couldn't stop thinking about them. The fate of these doomed vixens weighed heavily upon me, even if the world deemed them sinful and deserving of their ignominious ends.

The night following their execution was moonlit and very cold, the frigid air biting at everything it touched. Word about the unprecedented event had spread like wildfire across the dusty streets of Tuscon: ten women had met their maker via hangman's noose that day, and though there were several accounts of what exactly led to their ghastly fate -- whether they were mere thieves or something much darker altogether -- nobody could deny the sheer audacity of their final moments.

For my part, I found myself drawn to the site of their impending burial, unable to peel myself away from the gruesome imagery etched into the minds of everyone present. Each woman had died writhing in sexual ecstasy, every gasp and moan echoing through the crowd like the soundtrack to some twisted symphony.

And yet when the undertakers came for their remains, a curious thing happened: the wooden coffins shook with renewed vigor, straining against the bindings that held them locked tight. It seemed almost too much to bear, the knowledge that these poor souls were not yet really deceased! But then came another revelation, a truth stranger still: each lid burst asunder and the executed vixens rose en masse before us, naked and quivering, embracing their newfound freedom as if born again.

As I watched them fly away, borne aloft upon whispers and promises communicated between the stars above our heads–even as their naked haunches seemed to glow in the moonlight–I realized how little we really know about the world around us. How many secrets hide behind closed doors, waiting to emerge once given a chance. Their departure heralded the start of yet another long journey into the heart of things unknown and unseen. A pilgrimage into the very fabric of reality itself, leading us deeper into realms beyond imagination, hidden from view until now.

A chill ran down my spine as those words escaped my lips. What did they mean? Where would this path lead me next? Only time would tell, and yet my instincts warned me against further investigation...

>> No.22383949

>>22383908
People with right wing sentiments love intellectual gotchas and debates, probably because they sense that they’re objectively right. The problem is that they assume that everyone can arrive at this understanding, and they can but they won’t. You’re working against programming, sometimes many decades of it. Older people are operating with many decades of institutional brainwashing in their heads. So not only is debate over certain topics fruitless, it’s counterproductive. While you debate ideas and assume they’ll just come around, people who are programmed like that are doing actual things in the real world beyond the confines of debate to affect real change and make things less like what you would have them be.

>> No.22383961

The thing about turning thirty is that you start to basically feel like you missed your chance to do much of anything with your life. You’re just stuck on the trajectory you chose, like it not. The question is whether it’s really true or just a feeling.

>> No.22383963

>>22383949
This is probably truel. However I have no issue with my dad or a family member/friend being stubborn about a topic.
When you stoop so low as to hurl personal insults, even calling your own son a 'sick person' that's my limit. He will either apologize or I will hold him in low regard for a long time.

>> No.22383968

>>22383961
It's not true at all. Just like everything, it's about mindset, or perhaps another instance of the helplessness and powerlessness Millennials feel.

Boomers do all sorts of shit even in their 60s and 70s.

>> No.22383995

>>22383961
It's absolutely just a feeling.

>> No.22383999

>>22383968
But don’t you think so much of it is really just down to social perception. Nobody will ever view someone who fucked around and just started their career at thirty the way they view someone who has been a prodigy since eighteen.

>> No.22384002

>>22383861
>bro, just open the borders and commit cultural suicide bro, dont be so emotional bro, just wallow in white guilt and hate yourself bro, stop being so emotional

>> No.22384003

>>22383961
WTF is up with all these other people turning 30. haha Baader-Meinhoff vibes! nah but turning 30 is cool because all the inner-cognition you've been developing and suffering for in your 20s becomes nothing but wallpaper and you begin to see and understand the void, and peace comes in, like a crack in the wall, slowly poisoning your fragile idea of sanity

>> No.22384005

>>22383963
But I think you’re assuming a degree of sincerity and autonomy that in reality is not there and is actually unreassomable to accept. You can condition your kids to be restrained critical thinkers. You can limit the amount of television they watch. You can’t condition your parents or take away the decades of brainwashing. It’s honestly a lot like growing up in the Soviet Union and blaming your parents for being Soviets. They never really had a choice.

>> No.22384012

>>22384003
The inner cotnition is great and important, but I do wonder if that needs to come early to really become the wheat that separated from the chaff. The late millenials and early zoomers are growing out of their 20s and being a lost generation with no career prospects, no big wars, and being locked out of political office, and very often even pushed out of education, many of them have nothing to be proud of or have been moderately successful but feel they took too long to find their path, especially now that COVID robbed them of a not insignificant amount of time. People seem to have forgotten that workplaces and schools literally shut down for 1-3 years, everyone stopped hiring, everything got more expensive, things basically ceased happening. That’s what I think.

>> No.22384032

>>22383999
No one gives a shit, man.

>> No.22384038

>>22383714
Yeah I told my dad yesterday that my brother used us, abused us, rejected all of our help, declined all the generous state offered assistance, put us in debt, terroized us, and basically made our lives all around shitty. I told him that my brother chose that life and refused to change. I reminded him that this has been ongoing for an entire decade. I concluded by saying that we're all better off without him. I think this shocked him because he spent all morning tryinf to convince me that this is some kind of great tragedy.

>> No.22384040

>>22384032
If you don’t have an answer, don’t reply.

>> No.22384043

>>22384040
No one gives a shit

>> No.22384070

>>22383847
Digital burnout. I feel it too.

>> No.22384079

>>22384040
No, I mean that in answer to what you said.

>> No.22384095

I had a dream about playing basketball. But I didn't have the right plugs inserted into my arms to allow me to dribble or shoot, and you had to crawl like a worm up to the hoop. Then my sister gave me a handjob because the blood in my boner was about to burst after a shapeshifter teased me in the parking lot of a grocery store.

>> No.22384096

>>22383961
Vlad the impaler was 36 before he impaled a single turk. Colonel Sanders was a broke nobody in his 60's and a billionaire in his 80's. A bunch of famous authors didn't even start writing until their 40's.

I think what you're actually doing is taking movies and stories as fact and assuming everyone else in the world had some amazing and fufilling 20's except you, that everyone is already a doctor by now and no adult ever changes their career in their 30's, 40's or 50's. Movies and stories sell fantasies that do not exist in the real world and the more popular a fantasy is, the more it is absent in real people's lives

>> No.22384151

>>22384079
People clearly do give a shit though. You can’t deny perception is one way. You can only say they’re not so invested emotionally in it.

>> No.22384153

>>22384096
Vlad wasn’t a random nobody and nobody cares about the Fried Chicken man.

>> No.22384164

>>22384151
They care if you've been a NEET for 10-15 years. If you've been actually living a life and decided to change course, you'll either get total apathy, or half-hearted congratulations.

>> No.22384181

>>22384164
Total apathy is as bad if not worse given the original question. Nobody is looking for a small time “congratulations” here. It’s not about doing something, anything with your life. It’s about achieving something.

>> No.22384188

>>22384181
I mean apathy as to the "late bloomer" part.

>> No.22384235

Anyone else gets grumpy and depressed after having a nap?

>> No.22384246

>>22384235
stop napping

>> No.22384257

>>22384188
I understand that, but apathy isn’t desirable. People have a more positive view of the prodigy or the guy destined to do, than they do the stagnant late bloomer. You don’t disagree.

>> No.22384269

I like donut holes. Yum.

>> No.22384271

>>22384257
Yes, but it's ultimately fleeting. Plus you're basically still developing in your 20s in a social sense. Someone who becomes famous in later years almost always responds far better to both their rise and their possible fall.
If you're first published in your 30s or 40s you have a quantity of real-world knowledge and experience that someone who is first published at 21 because they went to Uni with the woman who became their agent.

>> No.22384471

>>22384271
That is true. I think maybe what’s ideal is to not really be successful in your 20s but to have built a strong base from which you can be successful later. But that’s really different from doing basically nothing in particular, which most people do now.

>> No.22384494

I’m having a hard time finding a morning routine, especially when it comes to exercise.

>> No.22384519

>Niggers cut off their women's clitorises
>Stuff their pussies with tobacco to stop them from getting wet
>Birthrate actually goes down
why are black people the only ones capable of making a change in their society?

>> No.22384540

honestly I think continuing to be a little bit juvenile while being largely comfortable with myself might be better than "growing up". I feel like my social interactions are not working the way I'm used to. There can be a middle way. If I want to model myself on anyone it's probably Hawkeye from MASH, he's a middle way.

>> No.22384544

>>22384494
literally just do ten pushups

>> No.22384640

>>22384544
It’s not exactly a workout is it? Besides, my goal is fat loss at the moment.

>> No.22384675

>>22384671
>>22384671
>>22384671

>> No.22384865

>>22384494
>>22384640
If you do
10 pushups
10 situps
10 squats
10 supermans
That should be easy to do every morning
Just set that as your goal.
It's a start and it will get you up in gears quickly in the morning.
You can always continue with more sets or add exercises if you feel like it.