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Just remember that it doesn't count until you take your finger off the previous page.

Sometimes it will count; other times, it won't (well, in your mind, technically). You can't replace what actions you took, but you can remove/rewrite your recollection of the experience. I'm not always sold on a page in a good or bad way, the more jaded I am. Sometimes it's easier than others to say, "Whoops, let's just pretend that never happened."

Everything you've ever done has been creative exercise. Choices always count for something, if you struggled on 'em. Beyond that, there's just what we keep adding to, which is our subconscious continuing to eat up what little inspiration we have left over, from our last encounter, to our next.

This post has been edited by D.D.D.: Jul 13 2010, 05:36

What? You should have just spanked her butt right back! Maybe she would have enjoyed it (IMG:[invalid] style_emoticons/default/cool.gif)

No thanks, I want to steer clear of the hep-hep and the herp-herp.

Sometimes it will count; other times, it won't (well, in your mind, technically). You can't replace what actions you took, but you can remove/rewrite your recollection of the experience. I'm not always sold on a page in a good or bad way, so it's easier to say, "Whoops, let's just pretend that never happened."

Everything you've ever done has been creative excise. Choices always count for something, if you struggled on 'em. Beyond that, there's just what we keep adding to, which is our subconscious continuing to eat up what little inspiration we have left over, from our last encounter, to our next.

But would you not also say that many times we take our mistakes into ourselves in which to grow upon them like a scar bears more mass than skin? Whereby retracing your steps to remove a blemish from your perfect "life", as it were, you actually become more flawed than if you were just to have taken your lumps?

But would you not also say that many times we take our mistakes into ourselves in which to grow upon them like a scar bears more mass than skin? Whereby retracing your steps to remove a blemish from your perfect "life", as it were, you actually become more flawed than if you were just to have taken your lumps?

Yes; that's another truth, that there can often be no gain without pain—not to say there is no relief, however. Whether or not it's healthy, we can't help but forestall grieving, sometimes, until we feel we're ready to face it, or can find ourselves the proper support and guidance. Our natural ability to dissociate is akin to an anti-depressant—it keeps us standing, but it is a crutch we shouldn't forever need.

Unless, of course, you've become so deeply disconnected from reality that the things people do are of no consequence to you, and vice versa... though you wouldn't realize it.

I'm not trying to insinuate that you'd actually want to do anything—I'm just asking if you contemplated it, in theory, rather than meditated how best to do it, for real. There's a HUGE difference between hypothetically going there, and actually planning to go there.

I really didn't need to think about family that much. I had plenty of girls at school to fawn over, and later my sister would have her friends over and we'd hang out sometimes. So, there was no shortage of candidates. Thus, cousins and the like moved down the list.

Regarding what rad was saying above, I kind of agree. Sometimes, not always, pain or hardship in your life can make you stronger and a better person afterward. The psyche is a malleable thing, especially when we're younger. The introduction of imperfections to our being is what makes us unique, and often what makes us interesting as a person.

EDIT: ninja'd.
Still agree with what's been said, though.

What? You should have just spanked her butt right back! Maybe she would have enjoyed it (IMG:[invalid] style_emoticons/default/cool.gif)

God damn it. Now I have a boner.

This post has been edited by FourThirteen: Jul 13 2010, 05:50

Regarding what rad was saying above, I kind of agree. Sometimes, not always, pain or hardship in your life can make you stronger and a better person afterward. The psyche is a malleable thing, especially when we're younger. The introduction of imperfections to our being is what makes us unique, and often what makes us interesting as a person.

One of the things many people have a problem understanding is that, sometimes, not all critiques are insults. Sometimes someone is saying these things you don't want to hear because, living with ourselves, we don't realize what shape we're in, since degradation is relative and there's not really any self-referential to that. But we've become a society where the truth hurts, but thankfully we have these pads on our knees and elbows and hearts that shield us with delusions of grandeur and a helmet that protects not only our head, but our brains as it is made of manifest ignorance. You're not supposed to hurt someone's feelings, it's a bad thing, it's a malicious thing, it makes them stop trying to succeed and everyone is depressed, here have a Zoloft.

The world stopped working the way it was meant to work. Humans believed the system to be broken when it wasn't, tried to fix it, but didn't use the same parts and it's a Frankenstein machine that, instead of making fine candidates of humanity and self-servers, creates a soft, malleable paste that is shaped with squeaky hammers. Survival instinct got into overdrive heading down the wrong path, where we need everyone to survive because a person is priceless, instead of the ones that deserve it by working, and slaving and becoming better, stronger, faster, smarter, or whatever the case and the genepool has been stagnated to a point where I believe evolution has just completely stopped because we have no adversities to beguile.

That's also why there are so many uninteresting folk around that just live their lives to a point of benignity. You wouldn't recognize them if you tried because they don't feel like making a mark because they don't have to because mommy said so and that's that. I guess what I'm trying to get at, here, is that people are now living for themselves too much. We've become greedy and ignorant and soft and boring because that's all we're ever taught. Tomorrow, instead of living for yourself, try to please just one person, even if it's a chore for you to pull off, because it'll make your day more interesting, you'll have something to talk about, and maybe we'll stop being shy and repressed and regressed and depressed.

Or, I could be wrong.

Or, I could be wrong.

You are once you get to this part:

I guess what I'm trying to get at, here, is that people are now living for themselves too much. We've become greedy and ignorant and soft and boring because that's all we're ever taught. Tomorrow, instead of living for yourself, try to please just one person, even if it's a chore for you to pull off, because it'll make your day more interesting, you'll have something to talk about, and maybe we'll stop being shy and repressed and regressed and depressed.

Tomorrow, instead of living for yourself, try to please just one person, even if it's a chore for you to pull off, because it'll make your day more interesting, you'll have something to talk about, and maybe we'll stop being shy and repressed and regressed and depressed.

I don't think you're wrong. I don't know what Boggy's talking about.

And I'm happy to say I did put a smile on someone's face today. That's part of the reason I like getting K+. If it's a genuine pat on the back, it means something I said or did was in some way amusing to somebody. Maybe that's not much, but it's something, and I want to leave an impact on people however I can, even if it's anonymously.

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And hooray for thread hijacking.

This post has been edited by FourThirteen: Jul 13 2010, 06:11

EDIT:
And hooray for thread hijacking.

It's all relative. If you go back and find the trail of breadcrumbs.

I don't know what Boggy's talking about.

I'm saying the conclusion does not inherently follow from the premise. Actually, I could probably make an argument that the conclusion is in contradiction with the premise. Being nice/polite is the problem.

This post has been edited by Boggyb: Jul 13 2010, 06:18

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And hooray for thread hijacking.

Hijacking a stupid thread is fine, too.

I'm saying the conclusion does not inherently follow from the premise. Actually, I could probably make an argument that the conclusion is in contradiction with the premise. Being nice/polite is the problem.

No, the problem isn't with the actions, but the lack of moderation in the actions themselves. Notice I mentioned to do it for one person. You don't have to throw all your shit at J. Random Homelessman, but a single event of generosity isn't going to ruin someone and make them a powderpull. Honestly, greed is a part of the problem as well. It's fine in moderation unless you're ridding yourself of all your world goods and monking the fuck out, but the excessive nature of some folk and their need to acquire more assets and filthy lucre lends itself to another hallmark of reclusiveness.

Don't touch these things, they're mine.

Unless, of course, you've become so deeply disconnected from reality that the things people do are of no consequence to you, and vice versa... though you wouldn't realize it.

I can relate to that.

No, ever since my meltdown and reconstruction five years ago I have a live and let live attitude about life. I have enough problems to deal with without adding stress over nothing to the list-I'd go through my Xanex's too fast otherwise. (IMG:[invalid] style_emoticons/default/laugh.gif)

I'll stick to trying to keep things light and having fun while keeping things simple. Took me a long time and some mighty trials to find this was what I needed to do to hold it all toghether but it works for me. (IMG:[invalid] style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

I sorta related to this, earlier, also; I'm past the negatives of the two anecdotes, though.

I enjoy writing dramatic plays, with the community as my muse. I know I'm disconnected, even when I pretend not to be, but unbeknownst to my imaginable audience, I am blissfully content.

With a competitive will, the self of today could be outperformed tomorrow, potentially leaving behind unwelcome substances at any moment, without having to melt myself down and reforge, now that I'm hardened enough (that would be, of course, assuming I'd already found complacency remaining inert).

Many assume, upon reaching a point of restoration, that they must adapt and rejoin their previous cavalcade. There is often a struggle to be the man or horse, if you were not ready to go back, and you might have actually wanted to remain one over the other, but don't even remember which you were anymore.

I feign I have seen what wonders there might otherwise be, within myself. To embody the immortal Pegasus, flying solo throughout its solitary life, having transcended loneliness. To be reborn each day anew, manifesting the body of an arisen phoenix—growing stronger through each death.

Drugs can help you see your potential, too, but they cannot allow you to achieve, unless you've the added will necessary to steer, once your train is back on track. I was once a chivalrous defender—integrated into a well-to-do society. Life was simple, and I had everything I could have possibly wanted within it.

Read what you will into this, but I've never been bored—although I've foreseen its coming. It's plain to see we cannot easily transcend the body; it merely sustains us, growing weaker over time. I've always continued finding fulfillment through cognitive transcendence—meditative exploration.

Becoming enlightened is not even as impressive to you, as you might assume it would be. I'm not surprised, nor am I surprised I'm not surprised. I would have once thought I'd be, before it was plausibly obvious as day.

There may or may not be an end to our trials, but one thing is for sure: Humans would be nothing without their tribulations, and "No pain, no gain." doesn't do justice to summarize what that pain is, how much, or how long it takes to gain from it, at all.

To me, it's all a gamble, where the more you put on the line, the more you potentially have to gain—but there are always the safe bets, too, if you've good reason to be conservative. And I could get more into the analogies of that some other time.

Something I think a lot of humans lack is the ambition to learn how to get what they want. Another is the humbleness to win without putting on an unnecessary show. Even I tend to brag about what I haven't even earned yet.

And then there's indifference, where you learn to stop wanting what you can't get, until someone comes along to give it to you, be they selfless or not. I would assume many hate hand outs, but there are just as many who would deny them because they've been in their "sour grapes" mentality.

People truly have the ability to become addicted to or hate the pettiest things with a passion—all due to their mind wanting it to be that way, for them to feel order had been restored. I see things in delusional ways, because I want to, sometimes, even though I know I'm just kidding myself. That's what romance is.

So long I really have any values remaining, I'll still function, but what you've wanted in the past and couldn't have was often mentally agonizing, and so you'll often devalue it to nothing, or never learn your limits, once you get the opportunity to go crazy, like a raccoon raiding a pantry.

A man just released from prison is in disbelief that everything he'd forsaken ever having the hope of knowing again is suddenly returned to him—he's got to re-adapt and rewire his brain just to be able to fight off being paranoid everyone is out to get him, if they no longer are, yet he—at one time—was conditioned to survive in that kind of environment.

So, just as there as pain you gain from, there is also pain you need to forget about, rather than continue to embrace, before you can gain anything from the rest of your short-term life. Men who live chaotic lives, as opposed to consistent ones, will need to mature faster, and sometimes find unique ways to do so.

What if they cannot wait for that "mortal wound" they never saw coming to just heal on its own? They may not have time even BEGIN healing, when their greatest ideal is to try and not bleed out in the next few seconds.

They bandage themselves up, and may face years of depression (since this is a psychological metaphor), and THEN they can finally accept that they're healed, once they can actually stand again.

They first need to be able to hear themselves again, and get through the maddening abyss, in some scenarios. Imagine what you'd see, when trying to a reflect upon your past, if your mirror to the world had been shattered, and you didn't know how to fix it?

People need help getting the pieces back together, but you end up having to be the one to cement them back in place—even if people are trying their best, but can't put all the pieces in the right place. You have to be willing to grow from life, before you will. Some people are oppressed, and aren't allowed to. Others wisely put off their surgery, until there's a better surgeon in town.

Whether you be jealousy of others, or admire them, or even deny that they exist—you grow up, and you're eventually given control of the vehicle you're in, and where you go from there, and how you upgrade what you've become slightly hinges on society, still, but you gotta be present in your own life to even know how to live it right—that's not to say there's only one right way for each person to live, if they're willing to consider turning right around and finding another way, without anything holding them back from doing so.

I have tried every technique mentioned here and failed miserably. Perhaps I don't have what it takes to do another person good, being as pathetic as I am.

Nver had a japanese girl before. I guess there's a shortage of Japanese in Texas right now. I did see one at the pool the other day, but I was already leaving. (bad timing) (IMG:[invalid] style_emoticons/default/cry.gif)

Nver had a japanese girl before.

Even I find Japan very interesting country, I don't find their people that interesting at all. The girls aren't that pretty than european or USA girls.

Besides most of them look like from some horror movies as their hair get to their face, haha!

No thanks, I want to steer clear of the hep-hep and the herp-herp.

I don't know what that means but I do want to add something I forgot. When I heard the description of your cousin before it sounded familiar so I just want to ask is her relationship with you (the teasing part only) like this manga? (You can google the name to download it)

[www.mangaupdates.com] http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=26816

She seriously resembles the kind of interaction I can imagine from what you told me so just checking to be sure. I'm surprised some hentai manga can be pretty accurate in describing real life...

Oh and on another note. I find Japanese girls hot! I just cant get it up with Americans or Euros. Just my taste.

Stay tuned for the sequel thread: Anyone dating Russian whores?

Stay tuned for the sequel thread: Anyone dating Russian whores?

You should talk to Mel Gibson for that.