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I mean, come on.
Get up, go to work, come back, eat, go to bed. Repeat to fade.
They didn't tell us it would be like this. Endless service, with little reward. Do this, do that. Can't say no, or you'll lose your job, and you're even worse off than before.
I remember finger painting in Primary school. Hard to think that finger painting is societies great way of preparing future generations for the workplace, and indeed, society as a whole.
Simple fact is, we aren't prepared for it. Not properly. Which is why life turns out to be such a disappointment for so many.
And those who have come before us who have carved their little níche via their great imaginations do us no great service either. We see movies about space exploration, we read books about great adventures in wonderous lands. Explorations we will never conduct, lands we will never see, adventures we can never have.
We are told wonderous stories of lives that have never happened, lives which are, ultimately, better lived than any we here can achieve. Life holds no magic, no great lore that can give us freedom over evils. We cannot slay our demons, we cannot fight the dark, we cannot save the world.
And so instead we make do by "blending in", becoming a part of the system, just like everyone else. Though we read of great and magnificent individuals, we ourselves become so much a part of the pack that our individuality is all but invisible. We are all victims of modern society. Droned into workhorses by those above us, and then given release by seeing the fruit of other people's imagination. Be it films, books, games, whatever.
Few people get to live their dreams. I know enough to accept that I am not one of those few. I will never be a filmstar, a singer, a leader, a warrior, an adventurer, a saviour. I am destined to be nothing, nobody.
As are most of you. You might as well start accepting it now. Your life is to be run by a combination of work ethics and commercialisation. A shallow, empty and meaningless existence. Destined to merely praise those people who live their dreams as you see the fruits of their work.
Dreams, once so vivid as a child. Dreams which once spoke to me, and told me one day I could be a hero, a celebrity or a king. Dreams once so full of promise and possibility, now only serve to drum in the disappointment of the reality of continued existence. What a crock.
Commitment keeps me going. Gives me the strength I need to ignore my dreams, and carry on the bland disappointment of life. Some do better than I do though. Earn more money, have more holidays, buy more happiness. But while money can buy you holidays, houses, security, and, yes, even love, it cannot bribe the truth, for truth never perishes.
The one truth that burns through the human soul like a disease of despite and depravity. A truth so fundamental, that the vast majority of people refuse to think about it, and indeed block it out by whatever means possible. So many people ignore the truth, and so avoid asking the question that preceeds it. A question so damaging that it has cost the lives of millions of people during human history. Because the answers to the question breed only hollow contempt for the lives we are meaninglessly forced to carry out.
The question so many avoid, and so many others lie to answer is this:
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What is it all for? What is the meaning of life?
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And the answer that breaks so manmy hearts, the killer of millions as those who refuse to believe try to mask the awesome power of the truth is this:
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Nothing. There is no meaning. There is no fundamental purpose for you, for your neighbour, for anyone. Life and death are but one and the same, and your existence is but a drop in the ocean of time; For a moment making some almost indiscernable ripples, but ultimately, ineffectual and meaningless.
All your struggles, all your pains, all your efforts mean nothing.
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Life is the greatest waste of time since time itself began.
IB
Get up, go to work, come back, eat, go to bed. Repeat to fade.
They didn't tell us it would be like this. Endless service, with little reward. Do this, do that. Can't say no, or you'll lose your job, and you're even worse off than before.
I remember finger painting in Primary school. Hard to think that finger painting is societies great way of preparing future generations for the workplace, and indeed, society as a whole.
Simple fact is, we aren't prepared for it. Not properly. Which is why life turns out to be such a disappointment for so many.
And those who have come before us who have carved their little níche via their great imaginations do us no great service either. We see movies about space exploration, we read books about great adventures in wonderous lands. Explorations we will never conduct, lands we will never see, adventures we can never have.
We are told wonderous stories of lives that have never happened, lives which are, ultimately, better lived than any we here can achieve. Life holds no magic, no great lore that can give us freedom over evils. We cannot slay our demons, we cannot fight the dark, we cannot save the world.
And so instead we make do by "blending in", becoming a part of the system, just like everyone else. Though we read of great and magnificent individuals, we ourselves become so much a part of the pack that our individuality is all but invisible. We are all victims of modern society. Droned into workhorses by those above us, and then given release by seeing the fruit of other people's imagination. Be it films, books, games, whatever.
Few people get to live their dreams. I know enough to accept that I am not one of those few. I will never be a filmstar, a singer, a leader, a warrior, an adventurer, a saviour. I am destined to be nothing, nobody.
As are most of you. You might as well start accepting it now. Your life is to be run by a combination of work ethics and commercialisation. A shallow, empty and meaningless existence. Destined to merely praise those people who live their dreams as you see the fruits of their work.
Dreams, once so vivid as a child. Dreams which once spoke to me, and told me one day I could be a hero, a celebrity or a king. Dreams once so full of promise and possibility, now only serve to drum in the disappointment of the reality of continued existence. What a crock.
Commitment keeps me going. Gives me the strength I need to ignore my dreams, and carry on the bland disappointment of life. Some do better than I do though. Earn more money, have more holidays, buy more happiness. But while money can buy you holidays, houses, security, and, yes, even love, it cannot bribe the truth, for truth never perishes.
The one truth that burns through the human soul like a disease of despite and depravity. A truth so fundamental, that the vast majority of people refuse to think about it, and indeed block it out by whatever means possible. So many people ignore the truth, and so avoid asking the question that preceeds it. A question so damaging that it has cost the lives of millions of people during human history. Because the answers to the question breed only hollow contempt for the lives we are meaninglessly forced to carry out.
The question so many avoid, and so many others lie to answer is this:
==================================================
What is it all for? What is the meaning of life?
==================================================
And the answer that breaks so manmy hearts, the killer of millions as those who refuse to believe try to mask the awesome power of the truth is this:
==================================================
Nothing. There is no meaning. There is no fundamental purpose for you, for your neighbour, for anyone. Life and death are but one and the same, and your existence is but a drop in the ocean of time; For a moment making some almost indiscernable ripples, but ultimately, ineffectual and meaningless.
All your struggles, all your pains, all your efforts mean nothing.
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Life is the greatest waste of time since time itself began.
IB
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and what has prompted this?
I feel miserable today
bah
bah
Some may blame the gun laws though...
I'm not sure there's a lot to be said for picking up a religion for the sake of it - just because you *want* to believe it certainly doesn't mean you *do*, and pretending at religion doesn't seem fun to me.
On the other side, if you do believe, i expect you'd feel you must subscribe...
Hmm, seems a bit like what Nomad Soul referred to actually,
"My favourite philosopher Nietzsche faced the same problem - and he chose the latter, simply because to believe in nothing (nihilism) leads to one thing: stagnation."
Sounds more like pragmatism than philosophy. Just my opinion of course...
And to throw my two cents in the busker's hat of the main topic:
Yeah, life seems pretty insignificant, fairly lame to me too. Nothing to really puruse as a significant compass-point. Personally i'm trying to decide whether when it comes down to it i really reject right and wrong or consider the general principle of negatively affecting people as being 'bad', after noticing any hypothetical justifications for what i would instinctively label 'wrong' all seem based on ultimately not harming people... anyway, i digress.
With no strong directions to follow we're pretty much free to do whatever we can practically manage with our lives. Unfortunately, it's not practical to hop into a spaceship, kill the evil aliens, save the world and get the girl, who turns out to be halle berry but obtainable.
But this doesn't mean we should give up completely. While we may be unable to reach some goals, others can be grabbed with both hands. They might feel smaller than the big stuff, but surely the success is just a smaller dose of the same good stuff. And a small dose is better than none.
It may be tempting to try to shut away your dreams of success, your goals, to make it easier to accept not reaching them.
And this might work for some people, but, and here i look to IB specifically, for while i may not know you that well, i think i know you well enough to say that you're one of the people who can't quiet the voice by drowning it out with soaps and fame academy. Maybe it's a blessing, maybe it's a curse, probably a little of each, but some people can't avoid their truths. For these people trying to extinguish their dreams will always be a feutile task, they'll remain and you'll know them.
So what can you do? Try to feed the hunger. It's all you can do, and like the religious man, you must. Though you may never satisfy it with those unobtainable goals, you can ease it with the realistic ones, and it's got to be better than letting it burn unattended.
And believe me, most of my achievements have been pretty minor things, but when you get there, sometimes they can feel like everything.
Keep your head up
I'm not sure there's a lot to be said for picking up a religion for the sake of it - just because you *want* to believe it certainly doesn't mean you *do*, and pretending at religion doesn't seem fun to me.
On the other side, if you do believe, i expect you'd feel you must subscribe...
Hmm, seems a bit like what Nomad Soul referred to actually,
"My favourite philosopher Nietzsche faced the same problem - and he chose the latter, simply because to believe in nothing (nihilism) leads to one thing: stagnation."
Sounds more like pragmatism than philosophy. Just my opinion of course...
And to throw my two cents in the busker's hat of the main topic:
Yeah, life seems pretty insignificant, fairly lame to me too. Nothing to really puruse as a significant compass-point. Personally i'm trying to decide whether when it comes down to it i really reject right and wrong or consider the general principle of negatively affecting people as being 'bad', after noticing any hypothetical justifications for what i would instinctively label 'wrong' all seem based on ultimately not harming people... anyway, i digress.
With no strong directions to follow we're pretty much free to do whatever we can practically manage with our lives. Unfortunately, it's not practical to hop into a spaceship, kill the evil aliens, save the world and get the girl, who turns out to be halle berry but obtainable.
But this doesn't mean we should give up completely. While we may be unable to reach some goals, others can be grabbed with both hands. They might feel smaller than the big stuff, but surely the success is just a smaller dose of the same good stuff. And a small dose is better than none.
It may be tempting to try to shut away your dreams of success, your goals, to make it easier to accept not reaching them.
And this might work for some people, but, and here i look to IB specifically, for while i may not know you that well, i think i know you well enough to say that you're one of the people who can't quiet the voice by drowning it out with soaps and fame academy. Maybe it's a blessing, maybe it's a curse, probably a little of each, but some people can't avoid their truths. For these people trying to extinguish their dreams will always be a feutile task, they'll remain and you'll know them.
So what can you do? Try to feed the hunger. It's all you can do, and like the religious man, you must. Though you may never satisfy it with those unobtainable goals, you can ease it with the realistic ones, and it's got to be better than letting it burn unattended.
And believe me, most of my achievements have been pretty minor things, but when you get there, sometimes they can feel like everything.
Keep your head up
Cyclone wrote:
> Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
It's people which do the hurting, not the religion itself. Like a gun, religion can be used in good and bad ways, by different people. But it's nothing more than an instrument.
In the US, no one is blaming the sniper shootings on the gun are they ?
It's easier to blame a relgion, or something similar like a whole nation, than it is to find the real person(s) to blame.
~~Belldandy~~
> Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
It's people which do the hurting, not the religion itself. Like a gun, religion can be used in good and bad ways, by different people. But it's nothing more than an instrument.
In the US, no one is blaming the sniper shootings on the gun are they ?
It's easier to blame a relgion, or something similar like a whole nation, than it is to find the real person(s) to blame.
~~Belldandy~~
Cyclone wrote:
> Insane Bartender wrote:
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
>
> Agreed.
>
> Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
*sighs*
> Insane Bartender wrote:
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
>
> Agreed.
>
> Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
*sighs*
Insane Bartender wrote:
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
Agreed.
Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
Agreed.
Sure it helps many. But its hurt a 'helluva' lot more. Many more.
It is so true.
Your life IS what YOU make it!
If you hate your job, then you leave it and find a better one. If you hate it and stay there, then it is your own fault for feeling down about it.
If you hate your hobbies or your social life, change what you do and where you go etc. If you dont change them, and you stay unhappy, it is your own fault for not changing them.
I think people who sit there and say "My life is crap and I hate this and that about it" are pathetic and lazy and in a sense are attention seeking.
Your life IS what you make it. If you are unhappy, change why you are unhappy and you will be happy again. If not, change it again until you ARE happy. If you dont change that then you will stay unhappy and it will be your own fault.
I cannot see how anyone can say that life isnt what you make it, and other people script your life for you....... That's ridiculous!
Your life IS what YOU make it!
If you hate your job, then you leave it and find a better one. If you hate it and stay there, then it is your own fault for feeling down about it.
If you hate your hobbies or your social life, change what you do and where you go etc. If you dont change them, and you stay unhappy, it is your own fault for not changing them.
I think people who sit there and say "My life is crap and I hate this and that about it" are pathetic and lazy and in a sense are attention seeking.
Your life IS what you make it. If you are unhappy, change why you are unhappy and you will be happy again. If not, change it again until you ARE happy. If you dont change that then you will stay unhappy and it will be your own fault.
I cannot see how anyone can say that life isnt what you make it, and other people script your life for you....... That's ridiculous!
Insane Batrender wrote:
> Nothing. There is no meaning. There is no fundamental purpose for you, for your neighbour, for anyone. Life and death are but one and the same, and your existence is but a drop in the ocean of time; For a moment making some almost indiscernable ripples, but ultimately, ineffectual and meaningless.
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I would say that, fundamentally, this is the case, but I look upon this ultra-realistic outlook as like a blank piece of paper: my imagination, my creativity can scribble onto the paper whatever I "will".... it is a starting-point and not an end. All meaning is created, self-created - it's as simple as that.
Beyond the hard facts that affect us physically, nothing is true.
We can shape and change our world-view and our outlook on existence/being into whatever we want.
It comes down to a choice between 'nihilism' or 'anti-nihilism'.
My favourite philosopher Nietzsche faced the same problem - and he chose the latter, simply because to believe in nothing (nihilism) leads to one thing: stagnation.
Whether his ideas were, in the end, the delusions and illusions of a crazy horse doesn't matter. His creativity and moments of inspiration made his life bearable and more interesting than it would have been had he wallowed in the swamp of "everything is meaningless - what's the point".
Sorry if this is over the top.
> Nothing. There is no meaning. There is no fundamental purpose for you, for your neighbour, for anyone. Life and death are but one and the same, and your existence is but a drop in the ocean of time; For a moment making some almost indiscernable ripples, but ultimately, ineffectual and meaningless.
-
I would say that, fundamentally, this is the case, but I look upon this ultra-realistic outlook as like a blank piece of paper: my imagination, my creativity can scribble onto the paper whatever I "will".... it is a starting-point and not an end. All meaning is created, self-created - it's as simple as that.
Beyond the hard facts that affect us physically, nothing is true.
We can shape and change our world-view and our outlook on existence/being into whatever we want.
It comes down to a choice between 'nihilism' or 'anti-nihilism'.
My favourite philosopher Nietzsche faced the same problem - and he chose the latter, simply because to believe in nothing (nihilism) leads to one thing: stagnation.
Whether his ideas were, in the end, the delusions and illusions of a crazy horse doesn't matter. His creativity and moments of inspiration made his life bearable and more interesting than it would have been had he wallowed in the swamp of "everything is meaningless - what's the point".
Sorry if this is over the top.
Insane Bartender wrote:
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
You can't know til you've tried. You may enjoy the life of a monk living on a remote mountain with most of the day devoted to meditation.
Besides, read the rest of my post, it had more practical suggestions than that.
> Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
You can't know til you've tried. You may enjoy the life of a monk living on a remote mountain with most of the day devoted to meditation.
Besides, read the rest of my post, it had more practical suggestions than that.
Join a religion? The very idea makes me ill.
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