It's only a phase, don't worry, some synapses lined up correctly but only for a moment.
I have times when I'm invisible. it's weird. I think it's to do with the stars. You know it's like the Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy irrelevance field, or was that dirk gently, anyway I just roll with it and wait until I phase in again. Very weird moment yesterday, on a crowded train platform, people I knew couldn't see me until I waved goodbye, haha, alas.
I'm content because I'm not drunk. I'm here and now and tuned into the sounds of the birds and the tastes of my food and the feeling of my beating heart. I look for joy and am making other people laugh and connect with their life and pleasure and liveliness. In my work I have no status and low pay and zero responsibility. My children and wife are healthy though a dog is dying. I don't read the news and avoid any advertising as that shit is cancer. I write stuff that i like and have no one who can cancel me. I pull the weeds of woke people from my life on a regular basis and am comfortable with who I am, how i am and what I am. I ignore all and any criticism of those factors from everyone EXCEPT my wife and kids because aside from them the opinion of others is just that - their opinion. I am content because right now I love the people who love me - fuck the fucking fuckers.
I am content because once I ran out of fucks some time ago I have become very judicious on where i dole them out.
I may seem drunk because I've impaired my ability to interact with middle class progressives and the media that controls us all
I have cut off my rational senses and my ability to live in the future and anticipate what's next in favor of what's now.
And because I'm living here and meow with few fucks to give about anything beyond the pain in my knee and the coffee in my cup?
I am deeply content.
Also?
I drempt of Karl last night. He wore a motorcycle helmet and had become a truly fat fuck.
How can you be content, you must be drunk.
It's only a phase, don't worry, some synapses lined up correctly but only for a moment.
I have times when I'm invisible. it's weird. I think it's to do with the stars. You know it's like the Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy irrelevance field, or was that dirk gently, anyway I just roll with it and wait until I phase in again. Very weird moment yesterday, on a crowded train platform, people I knew couldn't see me until I waved goodbye, haha, alas.
I'm content because I'm not drunk. I'm here and now and tuned into the sounds of the birds and the tastes of my food and the feeling of my beating heart. I look for joy and am making other people laugh and connect with their life and pleasure and liveliness. In my work I have no status and low pay and zero responsibility. My children and wife are healthy though a dog is dying. I don't read the news and avoid any advertising as that shit is cancer. I write stuff that i like and have no one who can cancel me. I pull the weeds of woke people from my life on a regular basis and am comfortable with who I am, how i am and what I am. I ignore all and any criticism of those factors from everyone EXCEPT my wife and kids because aside from them the opinion of others is just that - their opinion. I am content because right now I love the people who love me - fuck the fucking fuckers.
I am content because once I ran out of fucks some time ago I have become very judicious on where i dole them out.
I may seem drunk because I've impaired my ability to interact with middle class progressives and the media that controls us all
I have cut off my rational senses and my ability to live in the future and anticipate what's next in favor of what's now.
And because I'm living here and meow with few fucks to give about anything beyond the pain in my knee and the coffee in my cup?
I am deeply content.
Also?
I drempt of Karl last night. He wore a motorcycle helmet and had become a truly fat fuck.
hahahahahahaha