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existennialmemes · 25 days
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April Fools is cancelled
due to the fact that this entire Reality is a joke, and it has already made fools of us all.
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randomdemon · 6 months
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It bothers me that I will only ever be myself and no one else and I will never be able to touch another person's mind with my own and how I perceive the world will be based solely off of myself and I can never truly be with or apart of something because there is such a huge disconnect between what I think and feel and why and how and what other people see think and feel and there can never be true togetherness because we are our own and isolation is the price of intellectual freedom from a unified consciousness
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pessimistic-gh0st · 3 months
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*slowly backs away from reality after a minor inconvenience and becomes a permanent resident of tumblr*
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thekalpar · 19 days
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If I wrote a story and it had an out-of-touch wealthy character who complained about how people don't want to work hard anymore and how people treated her differently because she has oil paintings of her ancestors and she was named something like "Greedy McMiserly" I'd be told to be more original. And yet...
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bwbawa · 4 months
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I don't feel like a real person and I'm ok w that so please don't remind me that i am ok it's very discomforting
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anulithots · 9 months
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I woke up with motivation today. This is a miracle..... that I managed to use none of it
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cerebraldischarge · 8 months
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Okay, but what does every single human culture have in common?
Not fire. Not a god concept. Not a soul concept. Not the wheel. Not agriculture. Not marriage (and definitely not the one-man-one-woman version of it). Not even math, unless in a very basic sense that even chimps and corvids have.
DRUGS.
Every. Single. Human. Culture. Has some sort of plant, mushroom, fermented thing, beetle, worm, berry, whatever, that is used in the community as a tool to take a break from being a person.
So no. Your suffering is not the result of an "illness" or "capitalism", it's MUCH older than both of those concepts - it's a symptom of being a sapient organism, and we have always turned to sorta-poisonous substances to deal with it, or at least take the edge off.
And the even more mind blowing thing is that our species isn't alone in this either. The smarter a species is, the more likely it is to both enjoy getting high and be capable of self-checkout.
Let your brain digest that info nugget a lil bit.
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indubioprocoffee · 6 months
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Reality is a strange thing.
If a story is labeled fiction, then whatever happens between these covers, isn't real.
But the book is very real. I can touch it, I can smell it, I can flip through the pages. The feelings I have, while reading it are real too. I laugh, I cry, I puke in my mouth a little. But the story isn't real?
It isn't real, because it didn't happen? But what makes you think, it didn't happen?
It happened in my mind. I climbed mountains , fought enemies. I bled and I mourned loved ones. I have memories of these things.
Our brain can't differentiate between dreams and memories of so called 'real' events. If you imagine being at a beach, your body will calm down. So for your body it is real.
Doesn't that make our conception of reality weird?
Now coming to the whole point of this post.
I like to think, that whatever I write becomes real. The universe is endless, right? But it still expands.
I like to think that, whenever I write a story, a new world is born. I'm kinda the prophet of the new world I'm creating. With every word I get on paper, this new world somewhere in the universe becomes a little more colorful. Somewhere all these things I'm inventing just now do exist. If the universe is endless, statistics are on my side right?
So, if there is a galaxy somewhere, where my story is reality, does that mean technically there is no such thing as fiction?
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owlwithascarf · 7 months
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me just enjoying roblox then realizing im on my final warning and could lose many progress, financial purchases, friends and extremely rare things
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drlooneylegs · 8 months
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Allow me to experience, to feel, to be.
Allow me to exist, pursue and feel free.
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existennialmemes · 2 months
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Anybody still have the Original Drivers CD for this Reality? Feels like it's time to uninstall and reinstall it. Maybe that will fix [gestures vaguely]
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gammelgaedda · 5 months
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had a dream where some dipshit celeb hosted a blind dating show about exposing "fake goths" (lol) by having all of them be paired up with a lich and film their reaction. Most liches where the standard skeleton/mummy looking guy but there was this cat skull lady? I had to draw before i forgot,,, when I woke up I was like "oh that lady would def get some weird goth lesbians pining after her"
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liminal-x-wave · 2 months
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ch3rri3sandwin3 · 1 year
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rant cause i’m going through my existential crisis and it’s all stuff you’ve probably heard before
why does everything seem so mundane and boring im reading and hearing a lot about our attention spans being fucked but i genuinely don’t get it i wanna go back to being a kid cause i didn’t need to think at all and now everything seems too complex, maybe cause i overthink every single thing and add layers that it didn’t need and not see things for the way they are, i think it’s because i’m bored with life and what’s it’s offering. i’m still hanging on in the hopes that this is not everything life has to offer but there’s this voice in the back of my mind that this is all i get. it’s probably the hormones but i don’t like that every fun thing i do that makes me happy feels like a distraction, a short temporary distraction from the absurd mundane mess that is my life, i’m really sorry if i’m being over dramatic but i think i’m built like that. every one of my values is changing every 5 minutes, im exaggerating but i think you might get it. like all my morals are never rigid. for example, i used to be a hardcore feminist and was all i hate men and then i started questioning it, don’t get me wrong i still beleive in feminism (more like intersectional feminism) but my point is that it used to be such a huge part of my personality and what ppl used to identify me by but now idk who i am which ig you all would relate to and it’s hard to define myself, i don’t even feel like a person anymore.
if you made it this far thank you for reading this existential cliché garbage rant. i hope you have a great day! <3
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moriintus · 1 month
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Lost myself again.
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