Yamato
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gee...
Jesus... I can't stop thinking about death. ****ing du Sautoy and his documentaries about math and diagrams. He kept talking about death, showing all these scientists coming up with a formula and then dying... I can't sleep and I can't stop thinking about life passing me by.
Damn, damn, damn.
Partly it is probably due to not taking those xanax pills anymore.
What the **** do i do about this?
I hope I won't lose interest for trading because of worrying about death so much. For sure I am losing interest for going to work. Pretty amazing.
I mean, pretty amazing that right now I am wide awake, not giving a flying **** about going to work tomorrow. I used to do this in school, and then i'd skip classes. I've been skipping classes from the age of 14 till the age of 27. That's right. And then i kept on skipping work, except there I took "unplanned" vacations, which made me lose my holidays, but it was worth it. I feel prisoner otherwise.
I remember the maslow hierarchy of needs. If things go as expected, and I get fired, I will not have food to eat, and then will have to worry about eating (food and shelter), so much that I won't have the luxury to worry about death. Or rather: worrying about immediate avoidable death will make me forget about the other death.
Gee... what the **** do i do now...?
Why Guys Lose Interest - iVillage
Right, the maslow thing i was talking about. I am not going higher (no women in sight) nor lower (no worries about food and shelter), so I am stuck in the middle and there's no thrill: no one is chasing me and i am not chasing anyone. I have food and shelter but nothing more. Things are stable and have been stable forever.
Then I lose interest, and so, to get rid of boredom, i run the risk of getting fired, and feel the thrill of the chase again. The management chasing me and stuff. But then again, once the thrill is gone, I am not interested in a relationship, nor want commitment.
I fear commitment, I fear being committed to an institution, like a bank.
LOL
Holy cow. I am still awake.
I must increase my part-time schedule. From 9 to 14. That's what I will go for. In a few days. Then if they don't let me, I will leave at 15 as i do now.
If my schedule is from 9 to 14 i can even afford to be sleepy, since I'll come back quickly.
My mother's here again. Whenever she's here, she screws up my schedule, and... I have problems sleeping. If people talk to me, then I need extra hours to stay up and think to myself.
...
Much better having banned all those people. Now I am not at the mercy of their criticism. Useless. "Wake up and smell the coffee...", idiot. "Let's stop beating about the bush..." another disrespectful idiot. Now I can write what I want and I don't have to fear what a, and b, and c will say and think and object, and I don't have to worry to write simple thoughts for them to understand me.
And I don't have to explain things over and over, and over again. Ban them all.
Ban them all.
Ban them all.
And what should i say about the classmates. The hell with them, too. They made me waste money for years, and then they get offended because I expect them to be reliable and give me the correct arrival dates. I am the one who is offended. I am offended at them for getting offended at me. It doesn't matter if you complain all the time. What matters is that I washed dishes day after day, paid for everything day after day, and they didn't give a flying **** about respecting me, and that is why i started calling them pigs and similar. What... do you want me to be a quiet slave as usual? I act fairly, but I am not quiet if you take advantage of it.
**** them all.
...
But that wasn't enough. Because I am still awake.
If it were enough to sleep 3 hours, I could go to work every day, easily. But it is not. LOL.
This time I am going to get in big trouble. Wow wow wow.
They're gonna get me.
There's no one at my bank as meditative as me. These idiots, they always sleep well. As Du Sautoy said "the price you have to pay for self-awareness is...". Yeah, the usual thing about death.
But these monkeys. They're not self-aware. They're soccer-aware. That's all they talk about. Monkeys.
Amazing how the world makes progress due to the small minority reasoning, and despite the large majority being so stupid. The movie Idiocracy's scenario isn't happening despite the large majority of idiots... monkeys basically. Talking monkeys.
[...]
What's next?
I think some wise-ass is going to post a comment to my deep post tomorrow, and I will ban him immediately.
Jesus... I can't stop thinking about death. ****ing du Sautoy and his documentaries about math and diagrams. He kept talking about death, showing all these scientists coming up with a formula and then dying... I can't sleep and I can't stop thinking about life passing me by.
Damn, damn, damn.
Partly it is probably due to not taking those xanax pills anymore.
What the **** do i do about this?
I hope I won't lose interest for trading because of worrying about death so much. For sure I am losing interest for going to work. Pretty amazing.
I mean, pretty amazing that right now I am wide awake, not giving a flying **** about going to work tomorrow. I used to do this in school, and then i'd skip classes. I've been skipping classes from the age of 14 till the age of 27. That's right. And then i kept on skipping work, except there I took "unplanned" vacations, which made me lose my holidays, but it was worth it. I feel prisoner otherwise.
I remember the maslow hierarchy of needs. If things go as expected, and I get fired, I will not have food to eat, and then will have to worry about eating (food and shelter), so much that I won't have the luxury to worry about death. Or rather: worrying about immediate avoidable death will make me forget about the other death.
Gee... what the **** do i do now...?
Why Guys Lose Interest - iVillage
It's the thrill of the chase, which must be genetically ingrained in the male species. And the run part? Well, that's the old fear of commitment issue. Many men outgrow this stuff as they grow older, but some don't.
Right, the maslow thing i was talking about. I am not going higher (no women in sight) nor lower (no worries about food and shelter), so I am stuck in the middle and there's no thrill: no one is chasing me and i am not chasing anyone. I have food and shelter but nothing more. Things are stable and have been stable forever.
Then I lose interest, and so, to get rid of boredom, i run the risk of getting fired, and feel the thrill of the chase again. The management chasing me and stuff. But then again, once the thrill is gone, I am not interested in a relationship, nor want commitment.
I fear commitment, I fear being committed to an institution, like a bank.
LOL
Holy cow. I am still awake.
I must increase my part-time schedule. From 9 to 14. That's what I will go for. In a few days. Then if they don't let me, I will leave at 15 as i do now.
If my schedule is from 9 to 14 i can even afford to be sleepy, since I'll come back quickly.
My mother's here again. Whenever she's here, she screws up my schedule, and... I have problems sleeping. If people talk to me, then I need extra hours to stay up and think to myself.
...
Much better having banned all those people. Now I am not at the mercy of their criticism. Useless. "Wake up and smell the coffee...", idiot. "Let's stop beating about the bush..." another disrespectful idiot. Now I can write what I want and I don't have to fear what a, and b, and c will say and think and object, and I don't have to worry to write simple thoughts for them to understand me.
And I don't have to explain things over and over, and over again. Ban them all.
Ban them all.
Ban them all.
And what should i say about the classmates. The hell with them, too. They made me waste money for years, and then they get offended because I expect them to be reliable and give me the correct arrival dates. I am the one who is offended. I am offended at them for getting offended at me. It doesn't matter if you complain all the time. What matters is that I washed dishes day after day, paid for everything day after day, and they didn't give a flying **** about respecting me, and that is why i started calling them pigs and similar. What... do you want me to be a quiet slave as usual? I act fairly, but I am not quiet if you take advantage of it.
**** them all.
...
But that wasn't enough. Because I am still awake.
If it were enough to sleep 3 hours, I could go to work every day, easily. But it is not. LOL.
This time I am going to get in big trouble. Wow wow wow.
They're gonna get me.
There's no one at my bank as meditative as me. These idiots, they always sleep well. As Du Sautoy said "the price you have to pay for self-awareness is...". Yeah, the usual thing about death.
But these monkeys. They're not self-aware. They're soccer-aware. That's all they talk about. Monkeys.
Amazing how the world makes progress due to the small minority reasoning, and despite the large majority being so stupid. The movie Idiocracy's scenario isn't happening despite the large majority of idiots... monkeys basically. Talking monkeys.
[...]
What's next?
I think some wise-ass is going to post a comment to my deep post tomorrow, and I will ban him immediately.
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