pharmakos
Bluelighter
^^ imo you should find a happy medium between the life you've already built and the life you dream of living now.
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CrackAndScrabble
Bluelighter
In a competition of fisticuffs, who's side would you rather be on?
The Continental Rationalists or the British Empiricists?
The Continental Rationalists or the British Empiricists?
pharmakos
Bluelighter
descartes is my homeboy
pharmakos
Bluelighter
sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken 
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Sell everything; find nirvana; know thyself ----> full-circle ----> Have no possessions; found nirvana; but everyone lives in houses and has money ----> contemplation ----> Shit, fuck, bollocks, shit, shit, fucking cosmic giggle you bastard -----> what the fuck am I going to do now?!
I think that's how it normally goes - please let us know how you get-on - (have you seen Fight Club?)
Well, I was thinking about my earlier post today...
My life: normal childhood, go to college, nearly drop out, *eat mushrooms / get turned onto Buddhism*, depression lifts, realize that life and/or happiness is not about material satisfaction, live for 3 years in a state of practical possession-less-ness, meditate, pretty darn satisfied, decided to re-attempt material life (attend grad school), *immediately fall victim to panic attacks/depersonalization*, mediate on a mountain and drop out of grad school, *sell everything and move to Thailand for 2 months*, come back and decide to save enough to leave the USA permanently; and, now I'm here: making a shitload of cash, and surrounded with loads of new friends and great social life and sex aplenty, but an alcoholic of some sort, totally out of shape, and generally disgusting in nature. But, that being said, I've begun to realize that the universe/life, in its ever changing way, is simply swinging from one side of the equation to the other. Last year I was basically homeless and spiritual, and now I'm flush with cash and saturated in beer. I've set a goal of saving for one year before I leave the country again-- I know that in something like 310 days, I'll be free of all these attachments once again-- there is nothing to really worry about.
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Yeah that pretty much sums it up.
To be blunt, what frustrates me is in knowing this.. i don't know what to do. Life ebbs and flows, and so do i with it.. i suppose it doesn't really matter. I'm also leaving the country soon, packing my life into a backpack and just going to travel around on my own for a while.
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Well man, I know you've been in this boat for a while. Just do something big and see what comes of it.
I spent a lot of time thinking-- too much-- and it resulted in depression and anxiety, etc... One you actually do something, life becomes a lot easier.
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
Something is telling me to go big with a vow of silence, and not writing/expressing/communicating as much either...
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I dont have to
I don't need to
I am
Changed, trying this, Mauna, two days a week could help make more sense of all those thoughts you've been thinking ;-) and leaves more space* for while meditating.
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Bluelight Crew
pharmakos
Bluelighter
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTjQ51dnLtg
bill hicks... "why don't families take mushrooms together..."
bill hicks... "why don't families take mushrooms together..."
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
the voice of God is the silence only noticed by the soul.
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
why should placebo have only negative connotations?
pharmakos
Bluelighter
people don't like to be deceived.
CrackAndScrabble
Bluelighter
People would like to be deceived more often than not it would seem...
pharmakos
Bluelighter
as long as it works i guess
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qwe
Bluelight Crew
^that's a placebo sentence, my subconscious can insert anything between 'it' and 'i'
pharmakos
Bluelighter
whoops. should make more sense now.
CrackAndScrabble
Bluelighter
OK! Thought experiment.
If you kill this specific person your reward is the ability to never feel any other emotion than pure happiness. So would you kill a person to feel happy the rest of your life?
You know no background knowledge of the person your suppose to kill or the person giving you the "job". There is no way you could suffer any legal consequences and the job would be very easy to accomplish.
If you kill this specific person your reward is the ability to never feel any other emotion than pure happiness. So would you kill a person to feel happy the rest of your life?
You know no background knowledge of the person your suppose to kill or the person giving you the "job". There is no way you could suffer any legal consequences and the job would be very easy to accomplish.
panic in paradise
Bluelighter
I show some futurism - Filippo Tommaso Marinetti
1. We want it sing l' amor of the danger, l' habit all' energy and to the recklessness.
2. The courage, l' daring, the rebellion, will be essential elements of our poetry.
3. The literature excited until today l' thoughtful immobility, l' ecstasy and the sleep. We want to excite the aggressive motion, l' feverish insomnia, the step of race, the deadly leap, the slap and the fist.
4. We affirm that the splendor of the world has enriched of a new beauty: the beauty of the speed. A racing car with the its chest adorned with big like tubes to snakes dall' explosive breath. ... a roaring automobile, that current on the machine-gun seems, is more attractive of the Victory of Samothrace.
5. We want to praise all' man that holds the steering wheel, whose ideal auction go through the Land, thrown to race, be too, on the circuit of its orbit.
6. It is necessary that the poet itself lavish, with fervor, splendor and munificence, to increase l' enthusiastic fervor of the primordial elements.
7. Not v' is more beauty, if do not in the struggle. No work that have not an aggressive character is able to be a masterpiece. The poetry should be conceived like a violent assault against the unknown forces, for them overcome itself in front all' man.
8. We are on the extreme promontory of the centuries!.. Why we should look at us to the shoulders, if we want to break through the mysterious doors dell' Impossible? The Time and the Space died yesterday. We live already nell' absolute, poichè already created l' eternal omnipresent speed.
9. We want to praise the war — alone hygiene of the world — the militarism, the patriotism, the gesture destroyer of the libertarî, the attractive ideas for that dies and the scorn of the woman.
10. We want to destroy the museums, the libraries, the academies d' every species, and to fight against the moralism, the feminism and against opportunistic every cowardice or utilitarian.
11. We will sing the large crazy upset from the work, from the pleasure or from the uprising: will sing the multicolored tides and polifoniche of the revolutions in the capitals it; will sing the vibrating nocturnal fervor of the arsenals and of the sites burnt from violent electric moons; the greedy stations, divoratrici of serpents that smoke; the workshops hung up to the cloudy pei twisted threads of their smoke; the like bridges to gigantic gymnasts that the rivers climb, flashing to the sun With a sparkle of knives; the adventurous steamboats that smell l' horizon, the locomotives dall' spacious chest, that stamp on the tracks, like enormous horses d' steel bridled of tubes, and the flight some aereoplani sliding, whose propeller chirps to the wind like a flag and seems to applaud like an enthusiastic crowd.
_________
The Real World
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Life is up for grabs dear friend, and yours is the most valuable at the moment.
1. We want it sing l' amor of the danger, l' habit all' energy and to the recklessness.
2. The courage, l' daring, the rebellion, will be essential elements of our poetry.
3. The literature excited until today l' thoughtful immobility, l' ecstasy and the sleep. We want to excite the aggressive motion, l' feverish insomnia, the step of race, the deadly leap, the slap and the fist.
4. We affirm that the splendor of the world has enriched of a new beauty: the beauty of the speed. A racing car with the its chest adorned with big like tubes to snakes dall' explosive breath. ... a roaring automobile, that current on the machine-gun seems, is more attractive of the Victory of Samothrace.
5. We want to praise all' man that holds the steering wheel, whose ideal auction go through the Land, thrown to race, be too, on the circuit of its orbit.
6. It is necessary that the poet itself lavish, with fervor, splendor and munificence, to increase l' enthusiastic fervor of the primordial elements.
7. Not v' is more beauty, if do not in the struggle. No work that have not an aggressive character is able to be a masterpiece. The poetry should be conceived like a violent assault against the unknown forces, for them overcome itself in front all' man.
8. We are on the extreme promontory of the centuries!.. Why we should look at us to the shoulders, if we want to break through the mysterious doors dell' Impossible? The Time and the Space died yesterday. We live already nell' absolute, poichè already created l' eternal omnipresent speed.
9. We want to praise the war — alone hygiene of the world — the militarism, the patriotism, the gesture destroyer of the libertarî, the attractive ideas for that dies and the scorn of the woman.
10. We want to destroy the museums, the libraries, the academies d' every species, and to fight against the moralism, the feminism and against opportunistic every cowardice or utilitarian.
11. We will sing the large crazy upset from the work, from the pleasure or from the uprising: will sing the multicolored tides and polifoniche of the revolutions in the capitals it; will sing the vibrating nocturnal fervor of the arsenals and of the sites burnt from violent electric moons; the greedy stations, divoratrici of serpents that smoke; the workshops hung up to the cloudy pei twisted threads of their smoke; the like bridges to gigantic gymnasts that the rivers climb, flashing to the sun With a sparkle of knives; the adventurous steamboats that smell l' horizon, the locomotives dall' spacious chest, that stamp on the tracks, like enormous horses d' steel bridled of tubes, and the flight some aereoplani sliding, whose propeller chirps to the wind like a flag and seems to applaud like an enthusiastic crowd.
_________
The Real World
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Life is up for grabs dear friend, and yours is the most valuable at the moment.
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pharmakos
Bluelighter
what if the holocaust was actually the rapture?
maybe god wanted all those jews to die so they could go to heaven.
maybe god wanted all those jews to die so they could go to heaven.