How does one get eyebrow strain
Thread: Random Thought Thread
03-22-2010, 04:24 PM #1241"We knew he was someone who had a tragic flaw, that's where his greatness came from"
03-22-2010, 04:26 PM #1242
From being surprised too often?
03-22-2010, 04:27 PM #1243
Damn, did it again"We knew he was someone who had a tragic flaw, that's where his greatness came from"
03-22-2010, 04:28 PM #1244
*Drinks the coffee and opens the thoughts in my mind taking it in and understanding that at this moment...my soul is at peace*
(So worth the 35$ price tag)"I put the fires out."
"you made them worse."
03-22-2010, 11:49 PM #1245
There is a certain feeling, a twisting and a struggling and a searching and a failing. It's as though you're locked up in the prison of reality, and you're trying to break free of it, but not once and for all. You just want an answer to your problems, and these problems are so deeply ingrained in everything, like a tree that has spread its roots through the entire earth, that to slough them off would be to discard the whole world in favor of . . . what? It's easy enough to answer that question; the hunger for the "what" is all over and through the "what" like a spirit to be exorcised.
But what if no exorcism is possible? What if you're locked here in this ugly world, once and for all, without hope of getting what you desire? The world then becomes absurd, totally unjustified and yet firmly real. Why? Because you stop accepting it for what it is: you seek to doubt it out of existence, with the hope of escaping it, but there it is right before you, the same as ever. The world also becomes sickening: everything is too much, too real, too thickly-truthfully what you don't want it to be. You feel as though you could vomit the whole thing up out of some cosmic, all-embracing stomach, but no stomach is big enough or strong enough. The world becomes suffocating, as well: it presses in on you from all sides, a heavy mass of unwanted truth that threatens to snuff out your freedom to deny it. Should the world succeed, you become a corpse, a still and empty object without the will to transcend.
All of this can only be called a sickness unto death, a sickness that steals upon you with the same arbitrariness as any sickness. It is a sickness that we are born with--the sickness of reality itself, a sickness to which no remedy is possible. The best we can do is give ourselves over to life, in a spirit of strength and belief. This does not destroy the death-sickness, but, because faith in oneself is the antithesis of doubt, disgust, and imprisonment, it does take off the edge.[ Ni > Ti > Fe > Fi > Ne > Te > Si > Se ][ 4w5 sp/sx ][ RLOAI ][ IEI-Ni ]
03-23-2010, 12:17 AM #1246
My hair does not smell like me today. And I'm not sure how that happens. It's not like I can take it off, misplace it, and find it a year later under a sofa cushion. The scent would make sense then, but not now after I washed it last night. In lavender mint!
Maybe it's the lavender mint Weird internal monologue over.
03-23-2010, 01:40 AM #1247
ARGG!!!! I finally caught up on my Lost episodes to the end of Season 5 and now ABC pulled the pilot off its website already!!! I can start watching with the SECOND episode??? NOOOOOOO... How could they do this to me? I HAVE to start with the Season 6 pilot!
... rar files... how do I put them together again?"Hey Capa -- We're only stardust." ~ "Sunshine"
“Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate; the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present; the infinite in the finite; these are to me the springs of delight and beauty.” ~ H.P. Lovecraft
03-23-2010, 01:52 AM #1248
03-23-2010, 06:47 AM #1249
Next few days are going to be so busy... :/
Really not looking forward to it.a little less conversation, a little more action please
. captain's blog.
03-23-2010, 07:25 AM #1250