You only have to do two things in life - be born and die;Anything else you do because you want to.
The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullsh!t story you keep telling yourself as to why you can't achieve it."
Fun fact to put the significance of human lives into perspective: Earth is estimated at 4.5x10^9 years old, the milky way is estimated at 1.3x10^10 years old and the age of the universe is estimated at 1.45x10^10 years old. But in a mere 120 years you, me and everyone currently alive on Earth will be dead.Everyone currently alive on Earth (assuming they lived to 120 years old,) will only have lived for:0.0000027% of the age of the Earth.0.00000092% of the age of the milky way. 0.00000083% of the age of the universe.Knowing this kind of stuff makes you realize how hilariously trivial humans are. Our entire history and greatest achievements are entirely insignificant on the scale of the universe and within a relatively small amount of time human existence will end and all our history/achievements will be forgotten forever. So when you try and comprehend that even the greatest of human achievements is in reality completely insignificant, you realize that all the things in your life that have happened or will ever happen are so insignificant that even the word "insignificant" doesn't justify how insignificant they are.When you realize this you will no longer be able to understand how anyone could ever get angry/upset/annoyed/frustrated over anything. Especially not things that happen day to day in our lives such as comments people make about us or things we mess up such as test or interviews or social interactions. When you realize the insignificance of the Earth, all of human existence, all of the current living humans and of yourself personally. Then you will realize the only thing to do in life is to spend as much of it as possible experiencing good feelings and doing what you want to do, not what you feel is necessary to do.So yeah if the fact that "Your life is totally and utterly meaningless, no matter what you achieve or do." isn't the biggest motivation/reason to be happy and disregard bad feelings, then I don't know what is.
One of the most profound concepts in psychology is the fact that when you do something (ACTIONS), your emotions follow along behind. If you wait around to feel good or non-anxious, you'll be waiting forever. You need to start DOING, and then you will become.
A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they'd be asked the "half empty or half full" question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: "How heavy is this glass of water?"Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.She replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn't change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."She continued, "The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed - incapable of doing anything."Remember to put the glass down
When you can't run, you crawl, and when you can't crawl - when you can't do that you find someone to carry you.
How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, sh!t, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?
This is the fact the world desperately hides from us from birth. Long after you find out the truth about sex and Santa Claus, this other myth endures, this one about how you’ll always get rescued at the last second and if not, your death will at least mean something and there’ll be somebody there to hold your hand and cry over you. All of society is built to prop up that lie, the whole world a big, noisy puppet show meant to distract us from the fact that at the end, you’ll die, and you’ll probably be alone.”
“There is Normal Society and then there is the Abnormal Freaks Who Deserve Our Public Pity and Private Ridicule Society. The first is the world of good jobs and Christmas shopping and marriages and vacations and the scent of new cars. And then there is that other world, the world of the glazed eye, of people who chant at the moon and spout conspiracy theories and get sexually aroused by furry animal costumes. Some dress all in black to carry out vampire rituals and others col ect cats until they’re a furry shoulder-to-shoulder flood on every floor of the house. The Abnormal travel among the Normal and leave behind them a trail of sickeningly awkward conversations and stifled laughter, of hidden smirks and rolled eyes. And worst of all, pity.”
“A cockroach has no soul. Yet it runs and eats and ****s and ****s and breeds. It has no soul, yet it lives a full life. Just like you.”
People look smart when they put on a serious face and rack their brains, but they've got it all wrong. Giving things thought isn't always the best option. Those who nonchalantly take things as they come are the ones that really have the world in their hands. Worrying is a waste of time. If you've got the time to think, you've got the time to act. Forget your problems. Don't cry over spilled milk.
I can totally get on board with this. Mine is kind of cheesy though.. "Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes."
People are stupid; given proper motivation, almost anyone will believe almost anything. Because people are stupid, they will believe a lie because they want to believe it's true, or because they are afraid it might be true. Peoples heads are full of knowledge, facts, and beliefs, and most of it is false, yet they think it all true. People are stupid; they can only rarely tell the difference between a lie and the truth, and yet they are confident they can, and so are all the easier to fool.
aftah talking with yoyo seem ok — Aldin
"******ism' is infective" - Aldin"Wow rabbits growing nuts..get some reputation you homo" - Aldin"ROBBERT YOUR PICTURE SCREAMS = Im 20+ and im VIRGIN" - Aldin
Let’s say you have an ax. Just a cheap one, from Home Depot. On one bitter winter day, you use said ax to behead a man. Don’t worry, the man was already dead. Or maybe you should worry, because you’re the one who shot him.He had been a big, twitchy guy with veiny skin stretched over swollen biceps, a tattoo of a swastika on his tongue. Teeth filed into razor-sharp fangs-you know the type. And you’re chopping off his head because, even with eight bullet holes in him, you’re pretty sure he’s about to spring back to his feet and eat the look of terror right off your face.On the follow-through of the last swing, though, the handle of the ax snaps in a spray of splinters. You now have a broken ax. So, after a long night of looking for a place to dump the man and his head, you take a trip into town with your ax. You go to the hardware store, explaining away the dark reddish stains on the broken handle as barbecue sauce. You walk out with a brand-new handle for your ax.The repaired ax sits undisturbed in your garage until the spring when, on one rainy morning, you find in your kitchen a creature that appears to be a foot-long slug with a bulging egg sac on its tail. Its jaws bite one of your forks in half with what seems like very little effort. You grab your trusty ax and chop the thing into several pieces. On the last blow, however, the ax strikes a metal leg of the overturned kitchen table and chips out a notch right in the middle of the blade.Of course, a chipped head means yet another trip to the hardware store. They sell you a brand-new head for your ax. As soon as you get home, you meet the reanimated body of the guy you beheaded earlier. He’s also got a new head, stitched on with what looks like plastic weed-trimmer line, and it’s wearing that unique expression of “you’re the man who killed me last winter” resentment that one so rarely encounters in everyday life.You brandish your ax. The guy takes a long look at the weapon with his squishy, rotting eyes and in a gargly voice he screams, “That’s the same ax that beheaded me!”IS HE RIGHT?