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Man is condemned to be free - Sartre

This statement has all sorts of connotations. Among them is we have free will. Not among them is any denial that a silver spoon in the mouth can help.

We make decisions whether we recognize them and take responsibility for them or not. It does not mean anyone can become anything. But it does mean that your choices make you responsible for what you are. Sartre was a Marxist. He was well aware of the consequences of the capitalist economic system. But he said there was always a choice (with the possible exception of slavery). Money doesn't equate to happiness because we are all fallible (I think the Beatles sang something not unrelated). Ultimately you are the sum of your choices, not some abstract notion of 'luck'. Whether you (one) wish to acknowledge that or not.

You pretty bang on mate. Nothing is impossible it just takes the first step to make it become possible. Try and try again. That's luck - simply the point at which the sum of all parts is in the right condition. Conditions which you either have or inadvertently have created.

Try at something long enough hard enough and believe in it you will eventually succeed. If you fail it's simply because you were doing it wrong or you didn't approach it in a way that can be successful so try try try again.

Never give up simply learn why you didn't get the "luck" first time round. Change it
 
Man is condemned to be free - Sartre

This statement has all sorts of connotations. Among them is we have free will. Not among them is any denial that a silver spoon in the mouth can help.

We make decisions whether we recognize them and take responsibility for them or not. It does not mean anyone can become anything. But it does mean that your choices make you responsible for what you are. Sartre was a Marxist. He was well aware of the consequences of the capitalist economic system. But he said there was always a choice (with the possible exception of slavery). Money doesn't equate to happiness because we are all fallible (I think the Beatles sang something not unrelated). Ultimately you are the sum of your choices, not some abstract notion of 'luck'. Whether you (one) wish to acknowledge that or not.
Thanks SHM for putting it far more eloquently than i could. Julie that email you sent was only sent because of all the decisions that you had made in your life up until then. The person that opened that email opened it as a result of all the decisions they had made. Is this luck? Maybe maybe not.
 
Man is condemned to be free - Sartre

This statement has all sorts of connotations. Among them is we have free will. Not among them is any denial that a silver spoon in the mouth can help.

We make decisions whether we recognize them and take responsibility for them or not. It does not mean anyone can become anything. But it does mean that your choices make you responsible for what you are.
I take the Sartre quote to mean that even without anybody telling you what to do, there is still a right thing that you have to do; and as long as you decide to do the right thing, you really are no better off than if you were simply being told what to do. Although, of course, they might not necesarily always be telling you the right thing .....

Anyway. You can always fail on your own, but success usually depends on matters you don't control.
 
That's not even one of the connotations of what he meant. It's a quote specific to free will and how freedom is not what we might want it to be (hence condemned). It has nothing to do with other people, it's about your individual actions in life. You have a choice about everything is his principle.
 
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they were a cheery lot the existentialists.

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”

― Albert Camus

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Evening EADD.

I was out of weed and bored when my bike mechanic texted to say BBQ at his at 5pm.

I hadn't eaten meat in a week, because I have my drolls, so I rode down there 250km, bought weed and had some rubs, chickn, bacon and onion skewers, a cheeseburger, a beer, two waters and two juices for $10.

Bargain. Pity about the $40 petrol it took to get there and back, but oh well!


Spliffy times!
 
When I arrived at the outskirts of phnom penh approaching rush hour today, I switched on my camera.

Any of you indulging in stims will probably enjoy if accompanied by music of yr choice.




 
When I arrived at the outskirts of phnom penh approaching rush hour today, I switched on my camera.

Any of you indulging in stims will probably enjoy if accompanied by music of yr choice.






Heh, some nifty weaving and undertaking going on there mate - that's what bikes are for innit? I bet you breathe a sigh of relief when you get to your destination though - judging by all those mental moped riders...
 
When I was in PP we were in a (motorised) rickshaw thing and the guy hit a 4x4 with blacked out windows. I was sure we were going to get shot but instead our rickshaw driver made a winning argument out of it, just kinda pushed the guys front wing roughly back into place, swore a lot, and drove us away.

Never even saw a Kalashnikov.
 
Heh, some nifty weaving and undertaking going on there mate - that's what bikes are for innit? I bet you breathe a sigh of relief when you get to your destination though - judging by all those mental moped riders...

I enjoy it. Know those streets like nobody's busines.

Only had one road rage incident with three young thugs each on two scoots weaving into my lane years agi with heavily pregnant Mrs J on board. I kicked them away avioding the collision, and made certain I got two of them in the process.

One got off (injured) and the remaining two, plus the other bike chased us clamoring for a fight. Mrs J was talking back to them as we moved telling them they were idiots etc. They said they wanted a fight. I arrived at my destination (my business), said "Okay, come on" and got off the bike at which point they all pissed off but returned to make two rock chucking passes, failing to hit shit save my bike tail light.

Third pass, my neighbors ( respected locasls and military police collared them and sent them "for reeducation".

I fucking love where I live.
 
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