I'm a human but thanks for asking. I do not support Britain or Ireland or Europe or anyone to be honest.
Hi. How are you?
I'm a human but thanks for asking. I do not support Britain or Ireland or Europe or anyone to be honest.
Hi. How are you?
It won't let me. Who cares? I don't care where you are from. It says NOTHING about you as a person.
Hey how are you?
Love x
What does he mean serious therapy? Like can you get therapy that isn't serious? Like is there a "clown" therapist?
I was walking down the street and I nearly jumped in front of a car. Best day of my life. Its a pity it didn't smash me to bits.
Just know that you're presence can matter in ways you do not see. The butterfly effect (I think that's what its called).
Oh thats cool so I have effect on others...oh wait what about the other way round? ummm...more to think about it.
I miss this gentleman. Worth my time once or twice a month, to sample his work on youtube for doses of sanity. Oh, and big hugs to you for being human!:
“About once or twice every month I engage in public debates with those whose pressing need it is to woo and to win the approval of supernatural beings. Very often, when I give my view that there is no supernatural dimension, and certainly not one that is only or especially available to the faithful, and that the natural world is wonderful enough—and even miraculous enough if you insist—I attract pitying looks and anxious questions. How, in that case, I am asked, do I find meaning and purpose in life? How does a mere and gross materialist, with no expectation of a life to come, decide what, if anything, is worth caring about?
Depending on my mood, I sometimes but not always refrain from pointing out what a breathtakingly insulting and patronizing question this is. (It is on a par with the equally subtle inquiry: Since you don't believe in our god, what stops you from stealing and lying and raping and killing to your heart's content?) Just as the answer to the latter question is: self-respect and the desire for the respect of others—while in the meantime it is precisely those who think they have divine permission who are truly capable of any atrocity—so the answer to the first question falls into two parts. A life that partakes even a little of friendship, love, irony, humor, parenthood, literature, and music, and the chance to take part in battles for the liberation of others cannot be called 'meaningless' except if the person living it is also an existentialist and elects to call it so. It could be that all existence is a pointless joke, but it is not in fact possible to live one's everyday life as if this were so. Whereas if one sought to define meaninglessness and futility, the idea that a human life should be expended in the guilty, fearful, self-obsessed propitiation of supernatural nonentities… but there, there. Enough.”
― Christopher Hitchens, Hitch-22: A Memoir
You should watch these 2 movies; http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2517300/ The Suicide Theory http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2980472/ Just Before I Go
I never mentioned God once.
"Well, I can only answer for myself. What cheers me up? I suppose mainly gloating over the misfortunes of other people. I guess that has to be it, yeah, mainly crowing over the miseries of others. It doesn’t always work, but it never completely fails. And then there’s irony. There’s irony, which is the gin in the Campari; the cream in the coffee. - Christopher Hitchens"
Well we all gloated over his death. I love that stuff when it comes back around.
You see thats what we call a checkmate (DUCWIDT?) because (if you defend Hitchens comment) you can't tell me not to gloat over it. If you think its bad to gloat over it then Hitchens was an asshole for "gloating" over other peoples misfortunes. In which case he was an idiot.
So whats it gonna be jack?
I see these other great men with a purpose in life either drinking or doing drugs or having kids they don't want. But that aint me. I have no goal in life. I see these great chess players making moves only warrior king would make and wow...I think you must be the greatest.
I see all these guys make "funny" (I think they are meant to be funny) posts on the internet but they don't make me laugh. oh why can't I have a purpose like that in life to be as cool as Kaynight or any of those degens.
No I' m questioning my own value. I see guys like you with all the girls and the coolest posters on the net. No doubt with big 12 inches. Oh why can't I be one of the cool kids. Who has a life with value? That makes a difference to the wolrd? because I know...I know that everyone cares about what kaynight and other posters post. BUT THEY DONT CARE ABOUT WHAT I POST! wahhhh!
Is life a slow suicide?