Isn't it crazy how you can "go there" when you think about it. It's my lesson in the fact that all emotions are valid. Because I can be young again, and grumpy that some "sumabitch" stole something from me. Among other emotions from memories. But I will say it's horrible to have somoene smile and enjoy your company all while sliding stuff into their pockets. A gal I once didn't like (I like her mama though because she had short blonde hair and a ton of strength) stole something from me too and lied up and down the street over that one. She can go puck herself too, but I also acknowledge big picture these things are just little pieces of my life hahaha!
Yup. The other day, a friend messaged me “asd” over steam to indicate he was online and ready to play something. I responded in kind, but he thought I was suggesting we play Age of Empires instead of our usual Project Zomboid.
Not church per se, but my uncle blew his brains out. At the wake, the priest turned his little speech into how evil abortion is. Yes, let’s talk about killing babies… Anything not to tell about the dude who killed himself.
This is a grand example of how people in such positions, are prone to making any and every moment about something that’s been on their minds when it really shouldn’t be.
(Sorry for your loss. That must have really hurt to get the news.)
It really sucks since usually I’m expecting to be able to bike somewhere (much faster than driving or public transport in my city) and can’t so I end up being late to whatever I was going to. Not to mention the whole process of buying a new bike, a new lock, new lights, etc.
I’m pretty fortunate in that it doesn’t ruin me financially to buy a new $400 Craigslist bike plus $100 in accessories but I would rather not do it every ~2 yrs or so
I’ve heard some people say that they feel violated because someone took their personal stuff, but I guess I just see it as the cost of locking your bike up in public in the city.
Back when I was working with addicts, they'd always peel up and show me their new bikes. Talk about how cheap they got them or what not. And tbh, as far as I know - these people legitimately "bought" them off of others. As in, they weren't the ones who stole the bikes, but they were so happy for the deal. I can say none of them ever seemed to be remorseful about others, and I mean in that sense I get it. Cause if your life is shit, little wins feel like big victories.
But I also think theft sucks, people don't even understand how expensive these things can be and they ride them into the ground or get rolled and the next asshole does. Or the asshole after that. Maybe the secret is that there needs to be a way to get the homeless more mobility so they don't steal from others. Idk. But I can say it probably all stems from the fact that when you're on the streets you're allowed to keep stuff but nothing is ever secure. So they go by them rules for everything. Like, I knew this one wonderful guy who just kept everything in a suitcase, and would roll it everywhere. But one day his suitcase was gone, he looked fucking misreable, and he had to start over cause someone ran off with it one night. So you know, it is what it is - but what it is does fucking suck.
Maybe. But from the definition, it doesn’t really sound like what I’m experiencing, since I wasn’t necessarily experiencing any agitation of mind or spirit immediately prior to the feeling.
Honestly I find it hard to believe that anyone can be experiencing no agitation of the mind or spirit in today’s world (unless they have taken incredibly drastic steps to push mindfulness and tranquility front and centre in their way of life)
Doesn’t contemplation usually involve thinking carefully about something though? I don’t need to think about anything to get this feeling, I just get it by “taking in” my environment.
I haven't found a definition that quite explains it in the way I mean it. As I see it those thought sessions (making up words) start with some quietness and then you start thinking about the deeper stuff. But without getting into the more thoughtful part I still think of it as contemplation.
I’m not sure if it has a name, but the basic principle is sometimes explored in the work of guys like Henry David Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson and Walt Witman. You’d probably like them, they’re generally likeable guys.
For me, it was a punk ass who would steal stuff and call me his friend. Although I don't really care (only in that indignant small child way), I did tell my partner just the other day that "I bet you his ass is in jail." Well he is, in fact, he's actually in prison for murder. So yeah, that was a thing.
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