Should I bring back monthly bookhauls and wrap ups?
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Knowing that you have no real purpose in life and realising the meaning of it are two very different things.
I knew since a long time ago that there is no purpose to me.
I won't achieve the unachievable.
I won't do something great.
I won't be someone great.
I won't be known around the world.
I won't be mentioned in the history.
I won't be someone important.
I won't be someone people know.
And that's okay.
I never dreamed big.
I never wanted much.
But realizing that your own life has so little meaning in the turning of the world is painful.
There is no real purpose of being, of living, of existing.
There is no real reason to be, to live, to exist.
And if there is no purpose or reason then why?
Why be, live, exist?
Why putting up with the pain, the sorrow, the emptiness?
Why seeing your life through the end when there is no reason to?
Why being in discomfort with yourself and the world?
Why pretending when there is nothing to pretend for?
What reason is there to be on this world, living this life, dreaming dreams that are not meant to be?
Realising that you mean nothing in the scheme of things, that the sole purpose of living is to let it end, the reason for everything is always out of your grasp, there but not to be understood, realising this hurts and brings emptiness.
The void in oneself, the feeling of feeling nothing, the hole and it's accompanying indifference towards everything.
The numbness towards the happenings around you, the apathy of everyday life, the carelessness for oneself.
Why suffering through all of it?
Why suffer for decades to come?
Why putting up with everything?
Why not just ending all of it?
Why not giving up on oneself?
Why not?
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No one gives a shit but I had such a vivid Critical Role/Dimension 20 dream last night that not only did I immediately jot down notes about it upon waking up, but I was jotting down notes about it WITHIN THE DREAM ITSELF.
Sadly this was many many hours ago, so fine details were lost but:
Picture a generic plain room with a generic cafeteria-esque table, except on one wall there is Neverafter written (but only kind of, that dream state where it was there and not there).
All of both casts are together! Except the only ones who actually made appearances in the dream were Travis, Matt, Zac, Murph, Marisha, Ashley, and Laura. (and me. I was there with them, but I don't think I actually directly interacted with any of them. And yet, I had the context within the dream that I'd come on as a guest player in campaign 2 but just never left and then was full cast for the rest of the campaign and into campaign 3)
Travis was determining his next PC, he was going to be a scarecrow with magic. He was going to be part of a wizard of oz trio with Murph playing the cowardly lion, and a guest playing the tin man. But the guest didn't show, so Travis had to redo his choice.
He ended up picking a half-orc warlock and flaffed about on the name until he finally picked Fjord, at which point captainofthetidesbreath and I shared a relieved look. (yes, they were there! only for that one moment, and I have absolutely no clue of anything about their identity, so in my dream it was just 'generic white woman'. I sincerely apologize to captainofthetidesbreath if my subconscious has misrepresented you. If it helps, for the few seconds you were there, I thought you were really cool!)
Marisha and Laura had basically the concepts for Beau and Jester, and Ashley was asking for help coming up with the name for who would eventually be Yasha.
While all this was happening, I was getting very very frustrated as for the life of me I could not remember the PCs that Zac and Murph played in C2, and not remembering was so upsetting.
I was also very confused how such a large group was going to be doing a full 100+ episode campaign (remember that it was all of CR and D20, despite missing Brennan, Sam, Liam, Taliesin, Emily, Ally, Siobhan, and Lou), but then I remembered that it was only going to be a four episode mini-series and was highly comforted. (though in waking hindsight, how the hell would 15 players [plus myself for 16] be able to have a successful entertaining campaign in four episodes???)
The dream then shifted into non-actual play stuff, at which point I frantically started scribbling down the details of what I remembered onto a napkin. I think with a crayon? More dream tangents and absurdity, at which point I actually woke up and wrote notes as fast as I could into my phone.
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I HATH RETURNED.
so i went offline for like a year bc i completely forgot about tumblr and now im BACK
edit: i just went through and deleted some of my old posts, and i know cringe culture is dead but holy shit who gave me access to the internet
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