Social Age is an ongoing depreciation of body and mind

What makes me feel better about my own mortality and degradation is having a little brother. Last year I was freaked out about the fact that I was starting to get grey/clear/white/whatever hairs in my beard and head. I thought for sure it was due to my unhealthy diet and years of drug ab(use). I was spending sometimes and hour in front of a mirror yanking out the ones I could find and I've never been vain like that before.

I was on my way to a family dinner and pulling the greys out by hand and made sure to shave even though I hate shaving so my beard wouldn't look awful.

I go to sit down at the table and pass by my little brother who is two years younger than me. I happen to look at his hair and I see a bunch of greys. It made me so happy. Of course, it pissed him off that I pointed out his own degradation. But I know he's into so-called clean living and his wife feeds him good. So now I feel better about my own choices. Nothing I could have done to avoid it.

Of course this doesn't work for the chronic pain, the multiple cracked ribs, the torn out knee, the torn up shoulder etc. Even though those things bother me more everyday the whole losing my hair color thing is much worse mentally. It's a sign that I'm passing the point of no return and I'm no longer young anymore.

It's ironic that I went over two decades without a haircut. Then the moment I shave it all off and go bald for a few months to get my scalp feeling better it grows back and starts turning white. Time is cruel. I suppose I should be happy that the hairline stopped moving rearwards. I was pretty freaked out about that to the first time I noticed it about 8 years ago.
 
old age and deprication

i would liken myself to a classic ride that no one really wants to part with but gets stolen once in a while and restolen on and on etc see? ha
i really feel if it werent for that shit i been taking for the last few years i wouldnt be walking.
the fucked spine and connections would suffice but no put ol boy onda crazy train while ya at it.
im more free and full of wonder than ive ever been. im damn sure gonna take advantage of it while and when i can. as long as i dont jeopardize family and freedoms.
glad ive learned enough to be safish about my use and actions. as a kid with the knowledge i have now id be dead in an instant. dumb mf. lol
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The pain doesn't have to be physical ...

Sometimes it's just in one's head.



Actually part of the "inside joke" might be explained by the fact the "Our Generation" was the one proclaimed "I hope I die before I get old" ...
And here we are



Technically I'm from the crossover generation before ...
but still I sorta fit in

Here's to the Beats... We proceeded the flood


"hope i die before i get old" reminds me of a phrase from the punk rock community "young till i die", which i like more cause i believe it's been about feeling vital or having a good state of mind even in old age... lol... sucks sometimes the body won't let people feel young and vital though as it breaks down like OP mentioned... usually people find some peace. i think a lot about how people are born with some really bad shit whenever i'm having pain or anxiety.

i was thinking about the lyric by aerosmith "sing for today maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away" is weird, but that's not really optimistic about death from the writers perspective. i was kind of confused by rock radio growing up in the 80's with the "hope i die before i get old" lyric too.
 
In my most depressed State I would wish for escape not necessarily death but that always seemed like the only option. If we could escape pain and suffering like in a cloud that we could go about living as a spectator rather than first person that gets knocked around by life’s mortality, I would go for that
 
Yeah, once you get past 18 (or I guess 21 in the US since you need to be that old to do certain things), there's zero benefit and you're basically just watching yourself slowly decay.
 
In my most depressed State I would wish for escape not necessarily death but that always seemed like the only option. If we could escape pain and suffering like in a cloud that we could go about living as a spectator rather than first person that gets knocked around by life’s mortality, I would go for that

I very much get that. Obviously I would NEVER EVER EVER suggest this (as, if you aren't extremely precise with dosing and making sure you're found quickly, you will die) but several times I've used either Insulin or Phenobarbital to put myself into a coma for a bit because I so badly needed like...to not be here for a while...but I didn't want like perma-death...just a break from existing.
 
we should all live in those ai beds from youtube that are like fantasy beds made of jelly or cheese or something, with just like cats and roosters and bunnies and stuff coming by to say hi. and a line of oxy or something. shop at whole foods, their juice is good
 
If we could escape pain and suffering like in a cloud that we could go about living as a spectator rather than first person that gets knocked around by life’s mortality
ever seen rick and morty?

this reminds me of Mr. Meeceeks

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ever seen rick and morty?

this reminds me of Mr. Meeceeks

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That's the thing about life, we are told no pain, no gain, only the righteous suffer, for some reason we've gotten in our head we must pay our dues before we can reap any reward. True, rewards in life may be more meaningful having paid the piper rather than having put no effort in achieving quality of life.

By the time you are old enough to understand the power of decision (the ability to have the life you choose) the available strength and timeframe to do these things has greatly diminished.
 
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