I type this from my bed, the sort of thing I'm keen to do with this laptop device of mine, and pretty much all I can think about is how amazingly tired I am of life at large and the world in which we live. The weekends are okay, I guess. I waste them doing nothing interesting or important, but I don't mind it so much, since I mainly just enjoy video games these days. But then it's gone, and tomorrow -- nay, today, still doing that after 3 and a half years -- I restart the same tragic circus, the same old mind-degrading grind to another weekend o' nothing. The weeks are completely wasted except that they give me money to throw at my weekends. I do nothing during them except work and hate.
I've lost touch with almost everything, like the world is such a vacuous hole of pointlessness that everything has blurred into something abstract and meaningless. Somehow I think I've managed to become even more forgetful and scatterbrained. I make a deadline every now and then, but most of them are counted on the next day's business because I forget these things until the middle of the night, or because the deadlines are on weekends and I can't think more than a day ahead, which I think has happened about 2 or 3 times this month.
Even as I lie here, my thoughts disperse and mean less and less, so I guess I'll truncate the rambling before it gets any more pathetic. I'm sure my case is really pretty typical. Maybe I just need something worth living for or whatever. Can't imagine what, though. In the meantime, I'll just hang around here in this little Pink Floyd hole of darkness and grope around for a seam, look for a light or whatever other lame metaphor you like.
PS: Just as I had chilled out on deviantART, it hijacked my browser earlier and started saying something about running a remote virus scan, to which I reacted by terminating the browser via the task manager. If that happens again, I'm gone with the drop of a hat, no questions asked.
Devious Comments
As obscene as this might seem, meaning and goals don't fall from the sky, we have to elaborate them as much as we do with pretty much everything else.
So my thought to you is quit what's making your life miserable and meaningless and go do something that counts, if not for humanity, at least for your self growth.
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He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil
If you aren't content, find the source of the discontent, and remove it.
If it's a horrible blurring sameness, then it's time for a change.
Maybe if you started a personal project, or discovered something new, that would at least give you something to do, right?
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BOOSH!
You need a vacation. : (
I will try and stay up later for msn tonight~
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Anime is a 30-minute commercial, and we can sell it to Americans for LOTS of money. :'D
All signs point to my job.
I've never had ambition, really, which is why I'm in my job to begin with... I wonder if maybe I would find something if it weren't for the damn job. I wish I could just sprout a pair and try to find something anyway, but I guess I just don't have it in me... My job just beats that much hell out of me.
I don't see a reasonable way out of it, though... There just plain aren't other jobs. In this particular age, almost any job, in its own horrific way, is worth keeping.
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid!
All signs point to my job.
I think my job helped kill the personal projects that kept things interesting for me, or something. I drew comics all the time in school... That's when just about all of Ground Zero was created. Since I graduated into this horrible thing we call life, that sort of creation just hasn't happened as much, and then this job started sapping my will to do practically anything, as I've been groaning on about.
Pleh, like I just got done saying in the other comment, though... I don't see a way out that I think is currently viable. If only.
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid!
A vacation would be nice. : ( A reeeeaalllly long one, where I could perhaps try to find myself or some crap. Maybe I need to go friggin' camping again. Getting the hell away from all things that yell and beep, staring at a fire and whittling a stick for three days straight can be amazingly therapeutic.
omg, i said rape
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid!
Maybe, then, you could channel your meaningless and worthless job into something positive. Use your job as a tool to provide you resources to go after your main goal... but you need an interest. Something that you love to do and that will feed your dreams in the long run.
And it's not really about ambition. It's just life plan. Be welcome to start a conversation about that anytime. I'd be happy to be of any help.
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He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil
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BOOSH!
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