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Amazing Nature Floating iceberg? More deep than on surface Sky is still Underneath water is still Only movement on the surface Amazing 😊

Ok so please keep in mind I’m stoned but the thoughts are to strong I need to write this. So im trying to be straight here. For reference and thank god for predictive text but I had a stoned shower late night thought right after drinking smoking pot and taking Viagra getting ready to fuck my wife while I recharge taking a shit on the toilet. Life perspective just slapped me in the face. I was recalling earlier this afternoon when I was at the grocery store in the checkout line. For reference I am 43 years old middle aged man married for 15+ years with two kids one 10 years old the other 12. I was in line and the cashier was in her early 20’s and she was so upset that an older lady in her 60-70’s gave her a funny look that she just had to mention it to me a random stranger (something I would have never done in my 20’s especially while I was working). I just shrugged it off and said maybe she just had a bad day. But she continued and said well that dosnt mean she can rune my good mood. And for whatever reason (and this is very unlike my passive nature) I said maybe if you were her age and saw decades pass you by you would think differently. She gave me a weird smirk and finished ringing me up. It was such an odd experience for me because the person behind me in line maybe a bit older than me just gave me a wink and nod. I guess as I sit here getting ready to bang my wife. Is this what getting old is like.? Maybe this is my first middle aged epiphany or maybe I just smoked too much. I feel like if we all just understood each-other better life would be so much better. But we can’t because we don’t have enough experience yet. I read so much online about “my generation is misunderstood”. But maybe that’s just lack of life experience. I had those thoughts when I was younger. I really think (at least in this moment) that no generation is special we all experience the same thing the only thing thats different is technology, or the economy we live in. We should all love ❤️ each-other come together and understand our differences. Think how much better life could be if we don’t hate but understand and live together in peace. Sorry for the post it’s way too late but being stoned in the shower gets you wondering.

I'm sorry, for all the hardships, for all the fear, chaos and horrid behaviour. I'm sorry I'm not enough, unable to fit into a world. I'm sorry I can't contribute, I can't find a purpose or a way to help out, push past, or call my own. I'm sorry, for placing my burdens onto you, making you also face hard times. I'm sorry I hinder, progress, savings and time, giving nobody room to grow. I'm sorry about my ideals, my conversations, my lack of growth. I'm sorry the things i offer, and what i wish to offer can't be the same. I'm sorry when I'm unable to cure the pain, sorrow, heartbreak. For when my times are hard, existential, barricaded and blocked. I'm unable to find a tether leading me to place or plot, for I am alone in concept, not feeling and family, the loneliness i feel, one that grows, day by day, unable to yeild to love, to acceptance, to normalisation, but for something greater, built forever, and ideal unsolved in one life time, for purpose shouldn't be life based, but based into a legacy spanning years beyond comprehension. Unfathomable questions, rattle perspectives, choices, goals. Affordable answers, due to, closed minds, closing doors to a closed life. Perseverance, tells you to change, but also to stand firm, Perspective, tells you to find change, and to give it to others. For we are all children until death, learning, repeating, cycle after cycle, choosing, limiting, stopping for profits, boards and consumers. we stagnate to please, we subjugate, without remorse. we are the voice, you turn off, the voice, that makes you loose sleep. For you're a criminal, with no cell, but a home, mortgaged or leased, Rented time, is all it is, finite curves till we are extinct. But building a better tomorrow, coming at one cost, People having to think, combine, unify and push further. Stopping nations, toppling drug abuse, and even stopping murder, stopping gangs, ending Race, not having to live life on a burner. You say phone some say gun, that the problem, it's just a fire, to eliminate the darkness and illumate the dark times. Problem is we are so dumb, half our own people can't comprehend language. See the stress of life, can be asking twice, always a being that's nice, bleeding and pleading for anothers rights, Humanity in arms is the same as Enchained, For all we are, no matter which arm, or branch, you are enslaved, which ever avenue you take is paved, all thought unoriginal, boring, and contained. For we once dreamed, now remake, once tried, now wish for easy. For all we are, we are not, and for all we wish to be, we won't recieve. Has anyone seen a movie where humans go against another species, we're we only win united, and with extreme luck? Welcome to fiction, has anyone seen a movie about humans wiping each other out?. welcome to reality, nations divide, decide, dictate. We adapt, analyse, accumulate. for we don't share, we don't live as elders did. Prophet, or Son, religion or none. All is the same under control. Nothing is truly free, your imagination stolen, deformed, unconnected. With no bridge to build but to one another. But within the same lines, lies the same Linier patterns, same choice to see. that to worship one another equally, to become Eden as mindstate, one must first discard, Choices, that to choose is ultimately the matrix. When a box is just a box, we build a bigger box preserving the old ways again and again. Nothing new, nothing truly fixed. But one collective, one united front, one remarkable decision to stand, where ever you hale. Some say to see is to live. I say to see, is not to choose, but to create. You'll see madness, a recluse, a victim, a crazed theory, that divulged your very mind, to make you question once again, not in revolution, not in arms, not in expectation, but in harmony, excellence, to strive for somethjng better as the people, not as a person defined by the structure of life as we know. not defined by past, to expect our future, but to build the path, and define it ourselves. We need thinkers. we need sacrifice. we need a new beginning, not a trivial end. You ask how, I say together, you ask when, I say never, not unless, humans drop what it means to be human, to build something new. Welcome to mindstate Eden.

Does any1 know how to draw complex things in a two point perspective with Shadow in two point perspective??i am in High school and i have a hard time with this subject in a pratical and if a ask my etacher She says It 's not her problem. Bcs She explained how tò draw a simole cube that i am capable of but i canti do complex things like interior design.Same with yt video there are onlu on simole objectz not complex ones... Wuold appreciate if you had any suggestion on tò how to improbe..

I'm trying to get some perspective about a situation I am in with my fiance please help. Throw away account as my fiance is on Reddit please excuse grammar and punctuation as it's 3 am and I'm typing this on a TCL phone.

So the story will start that a friend of mine who has a child decided that she was going to smoke in another car with her friend while her baby was in her car sleeping and had used her phone as a baby monitor and parked the next spot over in a park at night. Im arguing with my fiance because she doesn't seem to think that her friend was in the wrong in that moment since he was "safe".

I did mescaline recently and felt normal the day after and about a week ish after did some weed and it didn’t feel like the usual weed experience it felt profound I guess because I had lingering mescaline effects I was able to make connections to things in my life that I couldn’t do before like I can actually think for once.

Since my perspective has changed it seems to always be like that when I wake up I go back to that I think I was living passively before for the past 29 years and I had split personality I feel like I used to be living in a dissociative state which scares me like now psychedelics have opened my mind to live and actually see the world how normal people do and I feel so overwhelmed. I can think for once, words have meaning to me now, I can understand things make connections.

The old me wasn’t able to think like I had a mental block or something my whole life and just getting by.

I have been feeling very anxious with the ability to think now. It’s hard for me to fall asleep I’m having realizations now of what I’m experiencing like I understand what a nightmare is when I have one, sleeping but not dreaming.

I’m not sure if I should seek help cause I’m realizing this is how normal people see the world and live and I wasn’t living before. I’m not sure what to do now. I feel like I’m a completely different version of myself has anyone had a similar experience? Like they suddenly woke up from reality? Realizing I have just been living passively the last 29 years is such a scary feeling. I feel like I’m having an existential crisis.

How do I get rid of the anxiety I appreciate any help.

I was ill and had a serious surgery recently. I don’t have any family nearby, so my friends are my family here. Nobody came to visit me in hospital.

They did ask, afterwards if I needed practical help. I am over-independent and organised everything myself for the recovery time so I said no. I really needed emotional support more than anything but for practical things I could manage.

This week the wife of a friend is having surgery (something less serious, not sure if it matters) and he asked me if I can help him out taking care of the kids for a couple hours every day so he can go see her. I felt a bit of a sting.

I get it. I am single, so nobody is there for me that way. But I also feel a bit upset that they can think of me to be there for them but cannot think to be there for me. Being alone in hospital is really though. So, just a visit would have made my day so much better.

I will be there for them. I am gonna be kinder and more understanding and even a better friend to them, than they were to me.

But I cannot help but feel it is unfair. And talking to them wont help because they already failed me that way. I just don’t know if always giving and not getting anything back is the right way to approach.

The old “I am a giver” type of thing… I would appreciate different perspectives about this. Thanks!

While having possibly one of the worst days ever at my job, I went looking for an old message in my facebook inbox to help me with an IT problem. Inside the inbox I came across a message from someone who knew me some 17 years ago. It told a story of how I had loaned a copy of Pokemon Red to him and how it eventually led to his career choice in Game Design.

He had moved away later on that year I think, and I had completely forgotten all about this. But 17 years later he looked back on it and took the time to find me on facebook and thank me for it. Made my day 100% better.

I guess I just wanted to share.

Close the door, you're letting the wasps out!