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“So, why is ennui unusual and crippling? Most people are manipulated by little bursts of...

Tue, 26 Feb 2013 22:20:06 -0500

“So, why is ennui unusual and crippling? Most people are manipulated by little bursts of pleasure and displeasure in response to stimuli once the brain abstracts them. Your whole life is a little symphony of up and down votes coming from pre-sentient parts of your brain, pushing you to move in certain ways. That’s all that willpower and character really are, initially.

Depression mutes the upvotes. You don’t get strongly rewarded for doing anything. This is why it suddenly seems like socializing is hard, as there’s no burst of reward chemicals to make the stress of trying to model another primate pleasant. This is why cleaning is hard, since all you can feel is the effort and none of the reward for “doing the right thing”.

Eventually, the rest of your brain mutes the downvotes. There’s nothing to compare them to, so they’re ignored. Then you’re numb, and not really operating that well since you’re built around the idea of perceiving inherent rewards and punishments for certain activities and you have nothing to guide your actions. Life is pointless and confusing.”

"All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake..."

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 21:09:15 -0500

““All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.””

- T.E. Lawrence

At the first I tried to categorize you I tried to explain you away so I could be content with...

Sun, 06 Jan 2013 07:30:03 -0500

At the first I tried to categorize you

I tried to explain you away so I could be content with you

but you are too extraordinary, too terrible.

You are hatred and you are love, you can not be comprehended by my feeble mind.

Next I tried to categorize your denizens, I tried to put some in this group,

I tried to put some in that. But your creations are vast.

Your creations are not of two kinds, or even a thousand.

Those that inhabit you lie in as many categories as they number.

After that I tried to learn to get along with them individually.

For each encounter I tried to create a set of rules, an edict,

For each I created laws to follow, a precedent, a formula.

And even that did not work.

I tried to change myself to be so flawed that my real flaws would be understood.

I tried to make everything understand why I was the way I was.

But I tried to do this by changing my persona, by changing how I was seen.

How could anyone possibly understand me? If I wasn’t me?

So Lord, God, King of kings, Lord of lords, Earth, Home, Jehovah, Mighty and awesome,

El-Shaddai, Avenger, Captain of salvation, Consolation of Israel, I AM, You who have infinite names.

I, am utterly and truely lost, I am lost in my own thoughts, I have tried to understand,

I have tried to understand the unfathomable and have failed.

I have begged for guidance in an unforgiving world.

Show me the way! help me through the chains of my ceaseless criticism.

Help me through the mire of my constant thought, my constant calculation.

For lord, if you are just a fabrication of my ancestors,

If you are just the culmination of hundreds of thousands of desires for more.

Lord, if you are nothing more than desire.

then I am lost.

cold beer and unwatched episodes of Modern Family. Maybe I’ll make ti through 2013

Wed, 02 Jan 2013 23:05:51 -0500

cold beer and unwatched episodes of Modern Family. Maybe I’ll make ti through 2013

"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people..."

Sun, 18 Nov 2012 08:14:22 -0500

“Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.”

- Martha Manning

This is quite possibly my new favorite song of all time....

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 02:34:48 -0400

This is quite possibly my new favorite song of all time. I’ve listened to it like 50 times in a row now. still not even close to getting old.

Apathy, My nemesis, My guardian

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 07:32:53 -0400

Apathy,

My nemesis,

My guardian

In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav’nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And...

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 03:35:00 -0400

In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav’nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal’s veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?

…

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d;

-Alexander Pope

Neutral Milk Hotel - In The Aeroplane Over The Sea and one day...

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 10:46:01 -0400

Neutral Milk Hotel - In The Aeroplane Over The Sea

and one day we will die

and our ashes will fly

from the aeroplane over the sea

but for now we are young

let us lay in the sun

and count every beautiful thing we can see

love to be

in the arms of all I’m keeping here with me

Love this song! Love Neutral Milk Hotel!

at my current height I look down upon kites

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 02:51:01 -0400

at my current height I look down upon kites

I think the worst thing about drinking is when you have an unforgettable night that you never...

Wed, 30 May 2012 19:41:05 -0400

I think the worst thing about drinking is when you have an unforgettable night that you never remember.

Photo

Mon, 28 May 2012 16:54:19 -0400

"The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die."

Wed, 23 May 2012 22:51:48 -0400

“The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die.”

- Jodi Picoult, Lone Wolf (via simply-quotes)

my dad with a new camera in 1981. ha ha what a punk

Mon, 21 May 2012 06:58:00 -0400

my dad with a new camera in 1981. ha ha what a punk

Lolol story of my freaking life

Sat, 05 May 2012 20:38:08 -0400

Lolol story of my freaking life

Why is it that as I get to know people more and more flaws appear. Is there no one on this earth who...

Fri, 04 May 2012 08:18:52 -0400

Why is it that as I get to know people more and more flaws appear. Is there no one on this earth who lives up to their persona? Is there no one who is actually the person they pretend to be? I’m just as bad but for some reason I keep looking for that person who isn’t just a core driven by emotion and self interest covered by an outer layer of butterflies and unicorn shit.

Audio

Thu, 03 May 2012 05:43:11 -0400

Audio

Fri, 27 Apr 2012 03:29:00 -0400

Whenever I need someone to talk to it’s always late. and everyone lives in a timezone 3 hours...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 02:02:10 -0400

Whenever I need someone to talk to it’s always late. and everyone lives in a timezone 3 hours ahead of me and therefore sleeping. And I wish this weekend/week/month would end. Why is life so fucking bitchey.

I wish communication came easier to me. feel like shit. but it’s a gorgeous day!

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 16:33:51 -0400

I wish communication came easier to me. feel like shit. but it’s a gorgeous day!