As long as the general theme stays the content is not important, the theme being the title of the thread. All spam is welcome as long as it relates to the theme... all you get is the title to work with.
Just create something, the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear "Am I real" or sit and think about it for a while... post a rant about how stupid this is, or a short story... whatever. Create. I like the idea of those little forum stories where people post the first part and let others create... kind of like that but with just a simple theme. Am I real.
I'll start it off with the first thing that comes to my head...
"Someone once said you aint nobody until you got someone... well what happens when you have someone and then it fails. No one wrote a happy song about that... maybe they did and I need to find it. Something like "Ohhhh well things were perfect but now there not, hey jerk face have another shot!"
Wouldn't sell as many cd's I bet. I feel asleep all the time. Half of my days the past four five six months...... god I cant remember... I have spent them in bed just to make the feeling work. I have been unemployed since the end of January and it doesnt matter. I have the distinct feeling that If i dissapeared, and no I dont mean suicide I mean just taking off... change my name move to sweden or spain... or god I dont know... if i just left it really wouldnt do any damage. The only people that need me now adays are the people I have loans from. I walk around with this haze... this feeling... to quote my ex wife.. "Lost boy" something along the lines of a person who has every Idea of what he needs to do but not the motivation or basic CARE to even begin the process... I enjoy a good high and a good drunk over anything else...
Have you ever found yourself in a point in which you realize that you have never done anything of any real significant value... every effort a failure... every good dead underminded by some horrible thing you did carelessly. Damnit I feel like that song... something about "No one knows what its liek to be the sad guy the bad guy behind blue eyes" to me that fits... but not in the heroic Im a good guy way.
its just I know what I need to do... I know to stop the weed, I know to get a job to clean the house to pay the people I owe. I know the honorable thing to do in a lot of situations...but I lack... I dont know what it is I lack. Character? **** whatever...
My life, if never existed, would relieve stress not bring sadness. Since it is unimportant if I live or die... am I even here. You all forget that first bike eventually... if it never really existed would it matter.
Take for example:
Your nieghbors cat when you were a kid...
they had a cat right? What if they did but you forgot about it... your memories forgot it. To you that cat doesnt exist... in your world that cat never was.
I am awake at 12:30 am... or am I asleep. I cant really tell...
(remember, just post you dont even have to try to comprehend me))
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Jackie Treehorn: People forget the brain is the biggest sex organ.
The Dude: On you maybe.
The Dude: On you maybe.
I know how you feel. Myself, I'm stuck in a catch 22. I don't ENJOY work, at least haven't so far. However, the economy is bad around here and work is hard to find, everyone is far overqualified for their jobs or doesn't have one. I'm talking mother's and father's with 4 year college degrees working at Burger King kind of overqualified.
Now, I have neck problems, which among other things, leads me to being considered disabled and enables me to get government assitance. I'd rather work, but what kind of work can you get without a degree that doesn't include labor? Lifting, bending, etc. is horrible for my neck and after a day or two of doing such things I'm unfit to get out of bed to cook my own food let alone go to work. On top of this, I won't drive, as with my neck problems it makes me dizzy and I feel it's my responsability to not drive if I know it wouldn't be safe for me to do so. Yet, I hear constantly from my family how I can't be responsible unless I have a license and car and such. Well, I'd rather do without than end up killing someone because I know I get dizzy and drove anyways, no matter what anyone else thinks thanks.
This leads to the problem of only being able to get a job which is very close by. I don't mind walking to work, I've done so before. I used to walk 1.35 miles each way to work when I had my first job, and back home afterwards too. I walked through snow and rain and when it was horribly hot. I've moved since then, and where I am now, they simply don't take care of the roads anywhere near enough to do that here. I'd be hit by a car or hurt myself sliding off the road attempting to do so. So, even if there were jobs in town, which a 50 minute walk would take me to and thats still reasonable to me I can't because of the weather.
So, I sit, and wait and wonder if an opportunity will arise for me be able to work or not as with a limited budget, I have limited options of where I can live. I can't drive, so I need someone with me who can drive in case I happen to need to go somewhere important. I can work, but only under certain conditions, and given the economy, the jobs which are normally available to people ages 16-25 are being snatched up by people who have been laid off from major corporations locally twice that age for the same pay. Bus routes are essentially non-existant around here so thats not an option either.
Even after going with me to the doctors and hearing the opinions, along with second and third opinions on my status. Not to mention, the governments opinion on my status, I am constantly bombarded with family informing me my life's pointless unless I do the list of things which happen to be important to them. Well, wonderful to have support from them I say, because I'd hate to think they were unable to comprehend, understand and support me if I needed that.
It's depressing sometimes, and when your depressed, you don't want to do anything at all. I've dealt with that essentially since I was 4, so it's nothing knew to me. You learn to cope and deal with life dealing with that I suppose. Eventually, you'll find something that sort of jump starts you into gear. Something will trigger that motivation to come back. However, life can go by and occassionally you don't have the time to wait for that to just happen upon you because of responsabilities. Getting a job without motivation is hard, unless the place hiring is desperate they'll notice and go for someone else who is motivated. With me, the few times I've gotten terribly depressed, the things that fixed it for me were getting a job and just doing something. Take my mind of whats bothering me and eventually it goes away and you feel better. Perhaps that could be your own motivation, put on a mask to get the job, get the job to feel better and pay your bills and eventually everything works out in time.
Now, I have neck problems, which among other things, leads me to being considered disabled and enables me to get government assitance. I'd rather work, but what kind of work can you get without a degree that doesn't include labor? Lifting, bending, etc. is horrible for my neck and after a day or two of doing such things I'm unfit to get out of bed to cook my own food let alone go to work. On top of this, I won't drive, as with my neck problems it makes me dizzy and I feel it's my responsability to not drive if I know it wouldn't be safe for me to do so. Yet, I hear constantly from my family how I can't be responsible unless I have a license and car and such. Well, I'd rather do without than end up killing someone because I know I get dizzy and drove anyways, no matter what anyone else thinks thanks.
This leads to the problem of only being able to get a job which is very close by. I don't mind walking to work, I've done so before. I used to walk 1.35 miles each way to work when I had my first job, and back home afterwards too. I walked through snow and rain and when it was horribly hot. I've moved since then, and where I am now, they simply don't take care of the roads anywhere near enough to do that here. I'd be hit by a car or hurt myself sliding off the road attempting to do so. So, even if there were jobs in town, which a 50 minute walk would take me to and thats still reasonable to me I can't because of the weather.
So, I sit, and wait and wonder if an opportunity will arise for me be able to work or not as with a limited budget, I have limited options of where I can live. I can't drive, so I need someone with me who can drive in case I happen to need to go somewhere important. I can work, but only under certain conditions, and given the economy, the jobs which are normally available to people ages 16-25 are being snatched up by people who have been laid off from major corporations locally twice that age for the same pay. Bus routes are essentially non-existant around here so thats not an option either.
Even after going with me to the doctors and hearing the opinions, along with second and third opinions on my status. Not to mention, the governments opinion on my status, I am constantly bombarded with family informing me my life's pointless unless I do the list of things which happen to be important to them. Well, wonderful to have support from them I say, because I'd hate to think they were unable to comprehend, understand and support me if I needed that.
It's depressing sometimes, and when your depressed, you don't want to do anything at all. I've dealt with that essentially since I was 4, so it's nothing knew to me. You learn to cope and deal with life dealing with that I suppose. Eventually, you'll find something that sort of jump starts you into gear. Something will trigger that motivation to come back. However, life can go by and occassionally you don't have the time to wait for that to just happen upon you because of responsabilities. Getting a job without motivation is hard, unless the place hiring is desperate they'll notice and go for someone else who is motivated. With me, the few times I've gotten terribly depressed, the things that fixed it for me were getting a job and just doing something. Take my mind of whats bothering me and eventually it goes away and you feel better. Perhaps that could be your own motivation, put on a mask to get the job, get the job to feel better and pay your bills and eventually everything works out in time.
"You can do whatever you want to me."
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
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Am I real?
I hope not, if I am it means that I'm really getting up and going to work everday, 2 or 3 times a week braving the throngs of old people and idiots with obnoxious kids in the supermarket, stuck in traffic each morning and evening because other people on the road are morons and can't drive properly.
If I am real it means I'm really handing over a large percentage of my wages to the government just for them to spend it on useless crap like art and spend millions on a stupid sculpture in the middle of town that no one bloody likes anyway.
If I'm real it means I'm voluntarily not in Hawaii, that I don't just sit around all day by choice hugging cats and playing on the xbox by choice.
If I am real then I'm a very sad bugger! I need to win the lottery so I can open an animal sanctuary and then my work will be something I enjoy all the time.
I hope not, if I am it means that I'm really getting up and going to work everday, 2 or 3 times a week braving the throngs of old people and idiots with obnoxious kids in the supermarket, stuck in traffic each morning and evening because other people on the road are morons and can't drive properly.
If I am real it means I'm really handing over a large percentage of my wages to the government just for them to spend it on useless crap like art and spend millions on a stupid sculpture in the middle of town that no one bloody likes anyway.
If I'm real it means I'm voluntarily not in Hawaii, that I don't just sit around all day by choice hugging cats and playing on the xbox by choice.
If I am real then I'm a very sad bugger! I need to win the lottery so I can open an animal sanctuary and then my work will be something I enjoy all the time.
Donkeys are aliens!
Argos contains the 'Laminated book of dreams', to catch the 'Tears of joy'.
So many beautiful things...I cannot posses them all....wait stock check beep boop beep beep
Argos contains the 'Laminated book of dreams', to catch the 'Tears of joy'.
So many beautiful things...I cannot posses them all....wait stock check beep boop beep beep
Am I real? Yes.
I've always strived for personal development, learning and happiness. I've followed my impulses, done what I wanted to. I don't believe in transcendence, this life and this reality is all I have and will ever have, so I have spend a lot of time and energy to live in a manner which provides me with the stimulation and fun I want.
I don't understand people who strive for doing as little as possible. Then you could as well never have lived. Many people in our society would be a lot happier if they realised that working for money and striving to save energy is the road to a boring and meaningsless life. Following your passions and keeping the energy metabolism high is the key to a life you can perceive as really valuable.
I've always strived for personal development, learning and happiness. I've followed my impulses, done what I wanted to. I don't believe in transcendence, this life and this reality is all I have and will ever have, so I have spend a lot of time and energy to live in a manner which provides me with the stimulation and fun I want.
I don't understand people who strive for doing as little as possible. Then you could as well never have lived. Many people in our society would be a lot happier if they realised that working for money and striving to save energy is the road to a boring and meaningsless life. Following your passions and keeping the energy metabolism high is the key to a life you can perceive as really valuable.
"There are in fact two things, science and opinion; the former begets knowledge, the latter ignorance." - Hippocrates
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[QUOTE=C Elegans]Am I real? Yes.
I've always strived for personal development, learning and happiness. I've followed my impulses, done what I wanted to. I don't believe in transcendence, this life and this reality is all I have and will ever have, so I have spend a lot of time and energy to live in a manner which provides me with the stimulation and fun I want.
I don't understand people who strive for doing as little as possible. Then you could as well never have lived. Many people in our society would be a lot happier if they realised that working for money and striving to save energy is the road to a boring and meaningsless life. Following your passions and keeping the energy metabolism high is the key to a life you can perceive as really valuable.[/QUOTE]
You are in a unique situation to be able to do what you want to do, and follow your passions. For most people that is not an option, because the job market doesn't allow them, or because they don't have enough money to go to some place they want to. If people had the ability to choose to follow their passions, they would, I'm sure.
For me, I'm at school right now, and in the summer I'll be working (that's in my vacation.) These are two things I'd rather not do right now. (nor in summer)
I'm going to school to achieve something that hopefully later pays off. I'll do the work because 'they' say I should, 'they' being a lot of people around me.
I've always strived for personal development, learning and happiness. I've followed my impulses, done what I wanted to. I don't believe in transcendence, this life and this reality is all I have and will ever have, so I have spend a lot of time and energy to live in a manner which provides me with the stimulation and fun I want.
I don't understand people who strive for doing as little as possible. Then you could as well never have lived. Many people in our society would be a lot happier if they realised that working for money and striving to save energy is the road to a boring and meaningsless life. Following your passions and keeping the energy metabolism high is the key to a life you can perceive as really valuable.[/QUOTE]
You are in a unique situation to be able to do what you want to do, and follow your passions. For most people that is not an option, because the job market doesn't allow them, or because they don't have enough money to go to some place they want to. If people had the ability to choose to follow their passions, they would, I'm sure.
For me, I'm at school right now, and in the summer I'll be working (that's in my vacation.) These are two things I'd rather not do right now. (nor in summer)
I'm going to school to achieve something that hopefully later pays off. I'll do the work because 'they' say I should, 'they' being a lot of people around me.
[size=-1]An optimist is a badly informed pessimist.[/size]
[QUOTE=ik911]You are in a unique situation to be able to do what you want to do, and follow your passions. [/QUOTE]
I am very privileged, yes. But it wasn't always like that. When I was 15 and finished primary school with nowhere to live and didn't want to study further because I hated school and needed money to support myself, my future didn't look so bright. I didn't start uni seriously until I was 24 - an age where most people are expected to have finished their education.
What I mean is: I am not convinced most people follow their passions. I am convinced many people don't even know what is their passions, and also among those who know, they give up to pursuit their passions even before they have got the chance to fail them. I think many people listen far to much to both their own fears and to the demands from their famility, from society and from convention and norms rather than listening to their own will.
I am very privileged, yes. But it wasn't always like that. When I was 15 and finished primary school with nowhere to live and didn't want to study further because I hated school and needed money to support myself, my future didn't look so bright. I didn't start uni seriously until I was 24 - an age where most people are expected to have finished their education.
What I mean is: I am not convinced most people follow their passions. I am convinced many people don't even know what is their passions, and also among those who know, they give up to pursuit their passions even before they have got the chance to fail them. I think many people listen far to much to both their own fears and to the demands from their famility, from society and from convention and norms rather than listening to their own will.
"There are in fact two things, science and opinion; the former begets knowledge, the latter ignorance." - Hippocrates
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People with my face and clothes are real all about the place. At Rhian's house, I saw a boy in the shirt I had slept in the night before talking with her. He even kissed her, and he definately had my bracelets as well. Apparently she told my campadre James all about this and he din't even raise his voice. He said he's seen a couple of different boys wearing my stuff smooching all over with Rhian.
Once, Rhian and James plotted together to check out what these boys were up to, so they took the both out to drink coffee. I warn you it's freaky but it's true...these two doppelgangers (one in my jeans, one in my shirt, one in my shoes, one in my socks, sharing my earings between them) just walked into the toilet, calm as you like. And they didn't come back, neither.
They must have dumped my clothes in a cubicle and passed them on to a contact, because the next thing you know...someone new and different, just one boy this time came out of the toilets, and I tell you in all my gear he was a dead ringer.
I guess James and Rhian could tell they were being hoodwinked (or maybe the couldn't) but it makes no odds really...they both preferred this guy to the two previous imposters and they had plenty to talk about.
I couldn't rightly say if I was actually there or not...I can only recognise myself by the coat I'm wearing anyway.
Once, Rhian and James plotted together to check out what these boys were up to, so they took the both out to drink coffee. I warn you it's freaky but it's true...these two doppelgangers (one in my jeans, one in my shirt, one in my shoes, one in my socks, sharing my earings between them) just walked into the toilet, calm as you like. And they didn't come back, neither.
They must have dumped my clothes in a cubicle and passed them on to a contact, because the next thing you know...someone new and different, just one boy this time came out of the toilets, and I tell you in all my gear he was a dead ringer.
I guess James and Rhian could tell they were being hoodwinked (or maybe the couldn't) but it makes no odds really...they both preferred this guy to the two previous imposters and they had plenty to talk about.
I couldn't rightly say if I was actually there or not...I can only recognise myself by the coat I'm wearing anyway.
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[QUOTE=C Elegans]I am very privileged, yes. But it wasn't always like that. When I was 15 and finished primary school with nowhere to live and didn't want to study further because I hated school and needed money to support myself, my future didn't look so bright. I didn't start uni seriously until I was 24 - an age where most people are expected to have finished their education.
What I mean is: I am not convinced most people follow their passions. I am convinced many people don't even know what is their passions, and also among those who know, they give up to pursuit their passions even before they have got the chance to fail them. I think many people listen far to much to both their own fears and to the demands from their famility, from society and from convention and norms rather than listening to their own will.[/QUOTE]
Wow, that's an amazing story! Inspiring.
What I mean is: I am not convinced most people follow their passions. I am convinced many people don't even know what is their passions, and also among those who know, they give up to pursuit their passions even before they have got the chance to fail them. I think many people listen far to much to both their own fears and to the demands from their famility, from society and from convention and norms rather than listening to their own will.[/QUOTE]
Wow, that's an amazing story!
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Am I real?
Descartes wanted to know that too, and he came up with the famous Cogito ego sum (I think therefore I am)
I am what I sense.
I am ever-changing, a biological and metaphysical process.
I am not terribly unique, but at least I have fun with it and I try not to take myself too seriously.
I want to be happy, so I try to do things that make me so. (CE is right)
You are not your neighbor's cat. If you aren't happy with where you are, you can change it. Just pick one thing you don't like- one lousy thing- and make it better. Go from there.
Descartes wanted to know that too, and he came up with the famous Cogito ego sum (I think therefore I am)
I am what I sense.
I am ever-changing, a biological and metaphysical process.
I am not terribly unique, but at least I have fun with it and I try not to take myself too seriously.
I want to be happy, so I try to do things that make me so. (CE is right)
You are not your neighbor's cat. If you aren't happy with where you are, you can change it. Just pick one thing you don't like- one lousy thing- and make it better. Go from there.
Custodia legis
Well that just prioves you are real because either you were actually there, ( so your real) or someone told you (hence you = real) or you imagined it (still real) You are like, the realest guy everI couldn't rightly say if I was actually there or not...I can only recognise myself by the coat I'm wearing anyway.
Mag: Don't remember much at all of last night do you?
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
Me: put simply.... No
Mag: From what I put together of your late night drunken ramblings? Vodka, 3 girls, and then we played tic-tac-toe and slapped each other around.
I came to a crossroads in my life following my graduation from college and I realized I had no plans whatsoever. well, correction, i had a plan, med school had other plans. add to it, that i found out some horrible lies in my family that left me with no place to live and too much pride to go flip hamburgers to get my own place.
but God always has a plan, and everything fell into place. a friend's recommendation, an application, acceptance to graduate school...and then I had to decide what to do after graduate school. another crossroads...Up to this point, my life was defined by my dedication to my friends and family. I was now having to decide what to do and who i was.
Well, I ended up in a place where I knew no one, had no security blanket, and I had to become my own man finally.
better late than never...
I think most men today grow up in a cozy world where they never have to be their own man. they have their family to always fall back on, they have society giving them a perfect outline of where and how to do things.
am I real? I am now. I am my own man, a creation of what drives me from the inside. I have suffered, loved, been beaten to a pulp, pounded another human being, found and turned away from happines, embraced my sadness, and no matter what I have learned to embrace my life.
live your life not someone else's, not society's- only then will you be real
but God always has a plan, and everything fell into place. a friend's recommendation, an application, acceptance to graduate school...and then I had to decide what to do after graduate school. another crossroads...Up to this point, my life was defined by my dedication to my friends and family. I was now having to decide what to do and who i was.
Well, I ended up in a place where I knew no one, had no security blanket, and I had to become my own man finally.
better late than never...
I think most men today grow up in a cozy world where they never have to be their own man. they have their family to always fall back on, they have society giving them a perfect outline of where and how to do things.
am I real? I am now. I am my own man, a creation of what drives me from the inside. I have suffered, loved, been beaten to a pulp, pounded another human being, found and turned away from happines, embraced my sadness, and no matter what I have learned to embrace my life.
live your life not someone else's, not society's- only then will you be real
I would be a serial killer if i didn't have such a strong distaste for manual labor
Your life is what you make it. At the crossroads of my life, I reached a conclusion. You get out what you put in.
It's true for anything you ever do. Work, school, love, money, hate.
Whatever. My friend went through what you're going through RT. He saw where he was going, didn't like it, and started to pull himself around. He has a tattoo on his right arm, of barbed wire in a complete circle. But just before it closes, the wire raises up, just barely, breaking the circle.
So remember, no matter how bad things are, there is always a way out.
It's true for anything you ever do. Work, school, love, money, hate.
Whatever. My friend went through what you're going through RT. He saw where he was going, didn't like it, and started to pull himself around. He has a tattoo on his right arm, of barbed wire in a complete circle. But just before it closes, the wire raises up, just barely, breaking the circle.
So remember, no matter how bad things are, there is always a way out.
The waves came crashing in like blindness.
So I just stood and listened.
So I just stood and listened.
[QUOTE=Obsidian]Your life is what you make it. At the crossroads of my life, I reached a conclusion. You get out what you put in.
It's true for anything you ever do. Work, school, love, money, hate.
Whatever. My friend went through what you're going through RT. He saw where he was going, didn't like it, and started to pull himself around. He has a tattoo on his right arm, of barbed wire in a complete circle. But just before it closes, the wire raises up, just barely, breaking the circle.
So remember, no matter how bad things are, there is always a way out.[/QUOTE]
so, was the tattoo really symbolic or did he just wuss out when it got to the inside of the arm where it hurts more?
It's true for anything you ever do. Work, school, love, money, hate.
Whatever. My friend went through what you're going through RT. He saw where he was going, didn't like it, and started to pull himself around. He has a tattoo on his right arm, of barbed wire in a complete circle. But just before it closes, the wire raises up, just barely, breaking the circle.
So remember, no matter how bad things are, there is always a way out.[/QUOTE]
so, was the tattoo really symbolic or did he just wuss out when it got to the inside of the arm where it hurts more?
I would be a serial killer if i didn't have such a strong distaste for manual labor
[QUOTE=Gillsy](I think therefore I am)[/QUOTE]Correction; I don't think thinking thoughts, therefore I must be, but can't be, because thoughts think thinking thoughts which think thoughts don't think about thinking thoughts. Think thoughts think thinking thinks thoughts that thinks thoughts and you might think thinking thinks thinking thoughts thinking thinking thoughts think thoughts think things!
Silent.
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