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I just can't believe things anymore. People are so suspicious of one another now. No one cares about getting along with one another. No one seems to want to never have a war again. Instead we're all against each other. Why? Why can't we just agree that all this hatred bullshit actually IS bullshit? What's wrong with the world nowadays? I just hate being in it lately. Everyone has something against someone else. Hell, I catch myself getting pissy with people all the time and I resent myself for it. Why can't we just live in a happy world, where the flowers are always blooming and the snow is not so cold. but That world only exists in my dreams.. pity.
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I imagine a world where we are better than ourselves. You do the same. Then we wake up to the reality that it is only a dream, and we are all alone. Wearing our masks for each other. Never really ourselves, never someone else. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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no one cares anymore? what makes you think anyone ever cared?
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Well Aimus...you finally seeing it are ya? What do you think all of that little_brain talk I been talking is about? I'm glad you catch yourself. Really I am. I do too. Doesn't mean I don't do mean things and stupid things that I know I shouldn't. Means I make an effort not to and do the best that I can with that kind of track record. P.S. Did you know I've stopped killing other living things now? I ACTUALLY PICKED UP A HUGE HAIRY SPIDER AND TOOK IT OUTSIDE!! I don't kill cockroaches, flies, spiders, ants...any of the pests that are invading my house.(Still eat meat though...hey they're ALREADY Dead dammit. see also: HYPOCRISY) The missus has become the household exterminator. Ms. Blackflag if you will. Little_brain sez I should let her have the bad karma. (That evil little prick.)
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When the world behind us cannot surface, a sensor to every vibration alarms all who are wrong, and we will fall weakly down.
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Chris (Peterson) Elliot Meatlocker 2000 episode 06
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Good Lord, Someone get her a drink before she whips out her flask.
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I thought about this today when I was talking to myself. And then I asked the question "Do I care?" And was astounded by the fact that my answer was simply "no."
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I care but human nature prevents me from acting on it sometimes. I'm working on it. GO DAF! I can't tell you how many times I've lunged across the room screaming "NO!" to keep a roomate from smashing a spider. The deal is, they spot 'um I remove 'um, so as long as I'm vigilant life will be saved.
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I believe that we are spirtual beings bound to the flesh. We deep down in our souls know that there is a more benevolent way of being, and we are saddened when it is not realised in the world around us. However, because our souls occupy these bodies, they are subject to the impulses and instincts that govern all animals. We are a very confused race, being that we are both a spiritual being and a fleshly one. To aspire to a higher ideal, then, is a valient and worthy goal. Unfortunetly, the simple truth of spirituality and the morals that accompany them get muddled, demeaned, and tainted, all because people search for them outside when all they had to do was look within.
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dualism is the result of the small impulsed scratching of an animal mind. just a nest we build over and over again never knowing why.
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a chaotic gift to idealism
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no one cares anymore ? what if no one ever cared at all ? sometimes we should find ourselves lucky as, we may have what another may not. it falls along the lines of "it's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all" we may deny the little truths that tickle at our minds. those indignifying triffles ... like wounds we once inflicted that would get better if only we would stop beating on them but we dont. we beat again and again until we can not beat anymore. until we are left with a life-long lasting scar. a little note to remind us of where we once stood, of what pain once ailed us. someone always cares. you can deny this or... you can live with this fact, stop hiding from the truths, and appreciate those who do. dont play the fool... admit what you deny.
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The secret truth: everyone cares very, very deeply, but they go to great lengths to hide it. Everything is filled with esoteric and intense caring.
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what's it to you?
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