I just got the reason I do like I do.
Yeah… I’m not a winner either.
We are what we think we are.
We think therefore we are. Anyways man. I’m not a creator, I’m not a worker, I don’t even know what I’d call myself. My dreams are broken. My life is stable, but it’s going nowhere. I don’t even know what’s real broseph.
Does Descartes’s worst perpetration of pseudo-rational ■■■■■■■■actually have anything to do with this?
Is anyone’s life truly “going nowhere?” Or is that an idea? Is that an appraisal or interpretation of reality according to a style of belief?
I know some of us think our lives are “going nowhere.” I did too. Then I came to see that it was All In My Head.
Well it’s moving into the future, but I’ve lost sight of who I am and what I’m capable of. I’m descending into a frustrated pity party and I know I’m just going to grow dumb and numb to everything that once defined me and if I’m lucky I might become broken in and functional.
I don’t know man. It used to seem like a constructive thing. Do this do that and the bricks pile up. I don’t know man.
Life is what you make of it no more or less,god has nothing to do with it …and luck is for losers.