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Bluelighter
Maybe it's the weather man
tried a mood light or whatever? i find it to be like a few minutes of sunshine in the morning while i sip my tea
Years are going by like cars on a freeway for me, Pimar.I can't quite believe it either.
One thing that is really strange for me now is that having the knowledge that I am in the last quarter of my life, with three quarters already behind me, the new year looks less like an open frontier and more like a perfect moment that I'd better savor because it is going to be gone before I blink. I'm trying to accept that but sometimes it makes me sad. My sense of the future was so open when I was young. Now my sense of the future is like the last days of summer--you don't know when they will end but you feel them moving. Makes them more intensely loved and I'm grateful for that.
We are bombarded daily with incarnations of sadness, over and over. I don't even know why I use social media sometimes. Currently what's "trending" is the death of a child. Perhaps we must be drawn to this sadness, or else it wouldn't be so. There would be no reason. Some of us are more prone to darkness than others, but why should it be that way? Yet at the same time, it's true we should be aware, or else how would we know what to change? Yet I just don't understand the popularity of horrific news.
Why is the world this way? Why do people hate? As I've dug deeper, I've learned that we are all in this struggle. It varies infinitely, but its impact is evidently what helps us evolve as individuals, and as one.
Meanwhile, minutes ago I wondered if and how I'd compose my suicide note. That in itself is scary. But having wasted so much time, what the fuck is next? The mind is such a lonely place.
Why do we do this? Are we angry? Are we predisposed to hate each other? I don't think it has to be that way, and I certainly don't think it helps anyone. When did hatred and pain become considered so productive?
Am I any better? No. I want to eradicate my mistakes. They plague my mind all day. I doubt I could swat a fly without feeling bad. Everything I do feels offensive. This post feels offensive. That I've relapsed, feels offensive.
A part of me simply wishes I could get rid of any and all self-awareness. It sounds so self-indulgent, but I wish I didn't care about anything. This entire post is self-indulgent. Maybe I should just stop.
I think in a way we are drawn to the darker side of life when it is removed from us--as observers we can allow ourselves to feel just enough that it still feels safe. But the daily onslaught of it in the news is something I edited out of my life a while back and it was a positive step for me. We are not responsible for knowing every single horrific story that is happening anywhere in the world. If it made this a more empathetic world that would be useful but it doesn't. It makes people feel helpless and full of fear. On the other hand I do have a penchant for sad songs.
Keep trying, Blahmann. Your relapses do not have to be failures. You have a beautiful mind and it will guide you. Don't let hopelessness overtake you.![]()
Haha could be it is cold as hell here thank the stars for this kerosene heater!
Saw them on amazon for $50