• The Dark Side 💕 Welcome Guest 💕
    Posting Rules Bluelight Rules
    Notable Threads Urgent Hotlines
    Bereavement Mindfulness
    Suicide Support Anger Management
  • TDS Moderators: AlphaMethylPhenyl | paranoid android

Can you be depressed if you laugh your ass off about stupid everyday themes ?

Ziiirp

Ziiirp

Bluelighter
Joined
Dec 18, 2011
Messages
1,368
Location
City of Schmocks
Can you ? I mean seriously.

I should be really depressed, considering where my life is heading by western standards. But I don't give a fuck. I am more concerned about all those brought into line thoughtless lego minions, that astonishingly are able to walk the line, but cannot act freely. Not even with an own home, no even with healthy children !

In my city there are so many people that have no job, no (empathetic) families, no home, no bed, nothing, but are more blessed than those pityful human robots, that walk to their job every fucking day, GRATEEEFULLY SO !

There is more tragedy in observing the existence of those peole than every beggar I've witnessed in the city. And it is not even a warm/humid place to live for a beggar.

The minions have nothing, they live 5 out of 7 days in hope, that the lives of their children will be better. But there is just a very tiny chance, that their life will be more fulfilled. If they take the usual path, they will end up the same. The same everyone ends up since hundreds of years of economic slavery.

Don't be concerned about my future. Because anything will be more fruitful than existing (not living) in this system any longer. Everyone, who embraces this system is an enemy of humankind, I won't hurt them. But I will certainly leave them alone to their misery very soon.

Scum !
 
Last edited:
I find that I can be depressed as hell and still it is the ability to laugh at the absurdity of our human creation that pulls me back into the mess. No one is really all that innocent--we all contribute in various ways we either do, or do not, know about but try not to see. No one is pure. I don't waste my time hating people for their acquiescence (drinking the Kool-aid) for the simple reason that it does nothing to change anything and it brings me down. I'd rather laugh when I can, cry when I'm moved to and acknowledge that I'm part of the beautiful disaster whether I like it or not.

Is your last sentence an indication that you want to end your life in order not to participate? I hope not. There are lots of other ways to sidestep the madness. Find an animal rescue and pour your life into it. They did not ask for any of the misery we subject them to.
 
herbavore said:
I find that I can be depressed as hell and still it is the ability to laugh at the absurdity of our human creation that pulls me back into the mess. No one is really all that innocent--we all contribute in various ways we either do, or do not, know about but try not to see. No one is pure. I don't waste my time hating people for their acquiescence (drinking the Kool-aid) for the simple reason that it does nothing to change anything and it brings me down. I'd rather laugh when I can, cry when I'm moved to and acknowledge that I'm part of the beautiful disaster whether I like it or not.

Is your last sentence an indication that you want to end your life in order not to participate? I hope not. There are lots of other ways to sidestep the madness. Find an animal rescue and pour your life into it. They did not ask for any of the misery we subject them to.
Click to expand...

As usual a superb herbavore - post. Thanks for your words.

About my last sentence : No, I am not an advocate of senseless suicide (if it happens with my current physical incarnation, it will have a purpose, i.e. feeding an endangered species or starving human), so there is no way I'll give up. I just could not stand the level of ignorance of people I've taken for being at least as intelligent/brave as to be able to decide for themselves, how to live their life).

Anyway. I'll read your post again in a later hour and reply accordingly. My purpose is nothingness, i.e. void. But nobody seems to understand this. And there are so many levels between nothingness and the many-faced-manifestation of somethingness, that I don't dare to explain. So sometimes, emotions emerge on the surface, that have to be phrased to likeminded people.

This thread is not about myself. It is about my impression, that the majority of people does not seem to grasp, that the state of depression has only marginally to do with their own mind. It is programmed (sometimes intended, sometimes accidentally). Many of my friends, who claim, they are depressed, are not depressed.

They WERE DEPRESSED (repressed I know, but I don't see a difference in my made up terminology).

This is the problem. I am fed up with fixing the symptom. Depression is the symptom.
 
Last edited:
Protagoras is famed for saying that "Man is the measure of all things!".

For the most part, I think he was right.

I think I get what you're saying, that depression of people is largely a reflection of the society they live in, which fits perfectly with the quote above.

This is kind of hard for me to talk about since it can trigger so many people... depression I mean.

I was diagnosed (the first time) with depression a few years ago. I had always noticed I was a bit different. That I was more prone to tears or sadness, that everyday I'd come home and be upset. I'd go to school and expect ridicule.

I don't wanna get into the boo hoo pity me stuff since I've already done that here.

I think true depression comes in a couple forms.

1. Sadness by cause

(oppressive society or bad events)

2. Sadness by brain

(serotonin problems and shit)

3. Both

(when you have both things in one)

_____

In the states we have a thing called protestant work ethic. It's very skewed and judgemental, and not every country adopted it, but that is supposedly one of the reasons why we have such a high suicide rate.

The very framework that we are built upon is too much for some people.

We weren't built on compassion and tolerance.

There is so much immorality and propaganda, it's no wonder people are being medicated even though they might not have science's definition of depression.
_____

To me, depression is a very real thing, but it's truthfulness lies in it's relation to any one person's situation.

Many homeless people who live in an empathetic society might not be depressed.

That isn't the case for many western countries, namely the U.S.A.
 
Last edited:
And before I respond adequately I want to leave some food for thought.

Suicidal ideation has not to be correlated with depression at all. One strictly has to differentiate between wishes and necessities. If the wish is confirmed as being "objective", the wish becomes a necessity.
 
I'm opposed, a bit.

Suicide and depression go hand in glove. Suicide has almost always been in depressive correlation. That's why we treat people on suicide watch for depression.

I can't think any instance where some sane, non depressed human decides that they are to spontaeously blow theselves up.

Muslim extremists are the exception.
 
I would say that suicidal ideation is more a result of any intense suffering, be it depression, psychosis, physical pain or external loss, etc. There are many reasons for people to comitt suicide besides being depressed. But, sure, its rare for people to kill themselves out of joy or eagerness to see the other side. I don't know of many instances, besides this metal musician from Sweden, Jon Nodveidt, who committed suicide in a satanic/chaos ritual for some reason. And he's as dead as every other dead thing.

Considering suicide when life overwhelms is entirely reasonable to my mind. It would be a valid response for any suffering organism. I guess that we are unique in that we have many more ways to escape pain then do most other organisms, so suicide should be (and is for me) a last resort.
 
Nixiam said:
I'm opposed, a bit.

Suicide and depression go hand in glove. Suicide has almost always been in depressive correlation. That's why we treat people on suicide watch for depression.

I can't think any instance where some sane, non depressed human decides that they are to spontaeously blow theselves up.

Muslim extremists are the exception.
Click to expand...

http://rarehistoricalphotos.com/the-burning-monk-1963/
 
^That photo had a huge effect on me at the time it was published. I was 10 years old.

Zillirp, when I was in my teens I was terrified of being alone and I did everything in my power to never let that happen. When I was a child I loved being alone and I spent hours happily playing that way or simply spacing out and observing so I didn't really understand where this fear came from. In hindsight I think it came from a developing sense that I was supposed to fit into a group--any group (I think this is half biological and half cultural); that I did not exist without the approval and acceptance of a group (even if that 'group' was one boyfriend). I think now that like most teens what I was really coming up against was the terror of the void, an understanding that despite the fact that I had loving parents and could get along with people and make friends that I was ultimately, and in my mind terribly, alone. I think some people react to this with rage, some with fear, some with deep depression but our culture provides nothing to help a young person see this existential isolation as a positive and so we all run from it.

It sounds to me like you want to embrace it and I think that is both healthy and courageous. For me I would credit psychedelics with helping me to turn things around in my own head. At a time when I (my ego) felt disconnected from everything and everyone, the typical entheogen experience of realizing that at an energy level you are in fact nothing more than part of a vast vibration--in other words just about as connected to everything else as you can get--was life changing for me. It was the human world I chafed against. But what an infinitesimally small world that is. Yes, my perceptions and feelings and thoughts are at some level unable to be shared and there can be a deep loneliness in that. But, I think that this new knowledge gave me a whole new perspective on that and it went from being something scary to me to being something I feel a lot of gratitude for. There is a whole universe in me that only exists in me and is temporal--it will never exist again! Death will return me to whatever whole I came from--with consciousness or not I cannot say-- but the small little being that lived her insignificant little life as "me" will be erased as surely as if she never existed at all. So in a way, my life now feels to me like being a grateful traveler in some very exotic part of the world that I know I will never see again; I've already got my bus ticket in hand at 62. This feeling comes from carrying the void in me front and center rather than running from it.

The world you are describing, the cultural hall of mirrors we are handed as a "successful adult life" is a sham and everyone that sees through it suffers. But I think that those that diligently work to achieve the superficial markers of success suffer even more and I feel compassion for that--it's hard not to. So many people suffer alone and in silence while keeping up the front that they are successful adults--never understanding where the well of loneliness inside is coming from. So much more suffering is created from that blindness (out of control consumerism, etc).

I had no intention of writing this much about myself so I hope you'll forgive me for that. What I am trying to say is that I think I understand what you are saying. If I have have completely missed the mark, I look forward to the continuing conversation.:)
 
Thank you very much herbavore, for translating the beliefs, I wanted to express while under the influence of a few beers, into proper English. Especially the third paragraph nails it.

What wanted to express : The state, that most humans call "depression" can more or less be easily overcome by don't walking the line and give in to the uniformity, but creating your every day life out of your own (developed spiritually and empirically through life experience) ideals.

I don't deny that there is another state of real depression (when a person is grieving about a loss or abused), but the common, indoctrinated destructive thought pattern, that most people call "depression" has nothing to do with those states. YMMV. I am fed up with people, that adjust but are obviously not at all living their lives and getting medicated to even worsen their perplexity.

This must be one of the pointlessest threads I created. 8(
 
herbavore said:
^That photo had a huge effect on me at the time it was published. I was 10 years old.

Zillirp, when I was in my teens I was terrified of being alone and I did everything in my power to never let that happen. When I was a child I loved being alone and I spent hours happily playing that way or simply spacing out and observing so I didn't really understand where this fear came from. In hindsight I think it came from a developing sense that I was supposed to fit into a group--any group (I think this is half biological and half cultural); that I did not exist without the approval and acceptance of a group (even if that 'group' was one boyfriend). I think now that like most teens what I was really coming up against was the terror of the void, an understanding that despite the fact that I had loving parents and could get along with people and make friends that I was ultimately, and in my mind terribly, alone. I think some people react to this with rage, some with fear, some with deep depression but our culture provides nothing to help a young person see this existential isolation as a positive and so we all run from it.
Click to expand...

I guess I never had serious issues with that search for the right group as a teen because I was acquainted with my "group" (spiritual communion) right after kindergarten in martial arts and voluntarily continued for a long time. Unfortunately I lost the connection to my path through.later circumstances. But at least I know, where my deception is coming from. Everything is a question of unconditional discipline towards a sorrow/violence reducing force and remaining in posture and serenity as a representation of that force. Compassion is also an important attribute. But as long as you do not create any suffering, it is enough to only work on that aspect instead of trying to enforce it.

herbavore said:
It sounds to me like you want to embrace it and I think that is both healthy and courageous. For me I would credit psychedelics with helping me to turn things around in my own head. At a time when I (my ego) felt disconnected from everything and everyone, the typical entheogen experience of realizing that at an energy level you are in fact nothing more than part of a vast vibration--in other words just about as connected to everything else as you can get--was life changing for me. It was the human world I chafed against. But what an infinitesimally small world that is. Yes, my perceptions and feelings and thoughts are at some level unable to be shared and there can be a deep loneliness in that. But, I think that this new knowledge gave me a whole new perspective on that and it went from being something scary to me to being something I feel a lot of gratitude for. There is a whole universe in me that only exists in me and is temporal--it will never exist again! Death will return me to whatever whole I came from--with consciousness or not I cannot say-- but the small little being that lived her insignificant little life as "me" will be erased as surely as if she never existed at all. So in a way, my life now feels to me like being a grateful traveler in some very exotic part of the world that I know I will never see again; I've already got my bus ticket in hand at 62. This feeling comes from carrying the void in me front and center rather than running from it.

[...]
Click to expand...

Very interesting observations. For me psychedelics were merely recreational gimmicks most of the time I tripped and perhaps the didactic mores of the entities were too metaphorical for my personal taste, why I often had difficulty to take them serious. Everything, that embraces optimistic balance is welcome, though.
 
im suffering from depreesssion, anxiety and PTSD, and yes i dont take any medications. couse i like being able to get sad or happy i find that hard on most medications, so i do things out of my comfort overcoming the fears those things give you, get some sun, get some social time and get some healthy food and exercise it works far better that any drug will long term,

im not againts taking meds for a period of time to get over a hard time in ones life but i personelly think im better off, i dont like being emotionless zombie on some SSRI or smt like that,

i sometimes uses medications with instant effect like benzo's for my anxiety and sleep but for depression just use some good friends or famely and talk with isolation from soceity is not good for anyones mental state... (ive learned it the hard way)

no one is the same and my way to deal with may not work for you talk to your GP and get referd to a psychiatrist if you wanna check your medical options

all the best from a dude somewhat with those same issues
and a druggy as long as its nice and cheap heheh
exept stims, i cant take that with my mental health).

damn i feel to old to be taking theese stuff i just turned 33 damn im old (not my brain its been staying fresh from all the drugs its filled with)" :)

ohh almost forgot!

EDITED:
you can be on top of the world and still be depressed or your life is just shite and it dosnt bother you
ive been both ways but the later years i laerd to deal with it without any drugs or whatever only sun, food, exercise and being social - i know its now easy but you will get much more satifation then popping a pill and being numb to both good and bad.. imo

EDITED#2:
damn i cant limit me i allways ramble on here hehe ill try to limit my writing ill promise!!?

love and all the best - emingos
 
Last edited:
Ziiirp said:
http://rarehistoricalphotos.com/the-burning-monk-1963/
Click to expand...

Buddhist monks being another exception, apparently.
Joking, of course. That death was obviously not for the same purpose as a suicide bomber or depressed person.

I have definitely agreed with you.

Actually, by no means am I disagreeing. I think I understand your point.

What I outlined in my original post was the uniformity and shit the western world often runs into.

The monk calmly sitting seems rather profound to me.

__

I guess I haven't looked at it that way. Thanks for that.
 
Im not going to lie, I didnt read any of these posts as I have ADHD however, I suffer manic depression and anxiety yet I laugh like a loon every day! I love ridiculous things! I can lough like theres no tomorrow, doesnt fill the emptyness. laughter is not the antithesis of despair. the minute we recognise that prhaps is the minute we manage to look at it differently x
 
My biggest problem with this site, is imagining that everything I posted would be met with a quick response. And I imagine a lot of people feel the same. I wish I kne what the answer was. I wish perhaps people who were in queues to talk to someone could perhaps be connected to other people in queues... maybe then they could find a common ground..
 
^Yes, it can be frustrating talking like this online because you don't have an instant response so it lacks the flow of verbal conversation or even texting or IM. But you just have to remember that people are usually doing other things. I wrote something here and then was away from my computer for hours so if someone responded I would not have seen it until now.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Top