The eye is a port to the soul. It readily devourers everything we set before it. It has no filter to divide that which builds us up or that which tears us down. We must actively decide what to dwell on and what to continue feeding it. As the old proverb says, the wolf that gets fed the most, is the one that wins.
I think it would be apart of most peoples bucket list to get inebriated or high with a member of the opposite gender in the same room and discuss philosophical things at some length. Well at least i think it would be interesting.
E: to exchange thoughts unabated, in free form. such freedom can only be wished for.
I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been overweight my whole life and any attempt to lose it has been met with a door slamming in my face. I have an aversion to going to a crowded gym and home gym is always covered in junk. My diet is fairly good but i have lost more weight when i lived on my own and had a job. I wish i could go back to that. Sorry for my French but fuck this economy. Fuck depression, and well, fuck technology.
Technology has replaced many jobs and will replace many more. If you think you are immune, you don't think hard enough. Logically people do not need to exist, so if you find a way to cut them out, you become apart of the problem.
Ah whatever. It is what it is.
