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Sorry, but it's rather funny that what you deem depressing is not making 6 figs rather than being a lonely alcoholic. Maybe some pondering about happiness would

by Tichy 13y ago

Sorry, but it's rather funny that what you deem depressing is not making 6 figs rather than being a lonely alcoholic. Maybe some pondering about happiness would do you some good?

javis 13y ago
> I drown my sorrows into a mug of beer every friday. I don't think once a week makes him an alcholic.
virmundi 13y ago
Besides, honestly everything is futile anyway. So you can go play Frisbee golf with a group of friends, or stay at home in the dark drunk. At the end of the next century it doesn't matter, you'll both be dead. Happiness is fleeting and an illusion when seen. Get use to it.
- calinet6 13y ago
  That's just a lie. Ah, the beautiful false equivalence... you will be nothing in 100 years, but you're something now. You can choose to be nothing now as well if you want, except that you're not, because you're something while you're here. You've been given about a half-century on this planet; you're one of the luckiest groups of atoms in the entire universe to have agglomerated into a self-replicating sentient body that is on the brink of voluntarily expanding into a next level of its evolution at a more and more rapid pace. At the end of the next century, the human race will probably be, as a whole, more aware and more advanced than ever before. And you, of all the agglomerations of atoms in the universe, get to be a part of it. You get to contribute; you get to be a cell in this incredible human race. And even better, you get to exist at a time when all the humans on earth are connecting to each other and spreading information and knowledge faster and better than ever before. We're becoming a human organism, we're cells in a great life-form, neurons in a giant brain; we're going to evolve as a planet now, faster than biology could ever dream. Happiness is love, and love is the glue that binds us together like neurons, each knowing if only instinctively how important the others are to the great network we're in. You can isolate yourself and think that you don't matter and everything is futile, but if you do that, then and only then will everything actually be futile. Otherwise, you are very real, the time you have is real, your life is real, what you choose to do with it is real, and the results will—in some small or maybe big way—evolve the human race. To me, that matters.
- Tichy 13y ago
  Happiness is not an illusion, it is actual neurons firing, hormones rushing and what not. Of course from an abstract standpoint it is meaningless, but you can catch the ball nature has thrown you and play. There is a reason humans haven't gone extinct yet.

by Tichy 13y ago

Sorry, but it's rather funny that what you deem depressing is not making 6 figs rather than being a lonely alcoholic. Maybe some pondering about happiness would do you some good?

javis 13y ago

> I drown my sorrows into a mug of beer every friday. I don't think once a week makes him an alcholic.

virmundi 13y ago

Besides, honestly everything is futile anyway. So you can go play Frisbee golf with a group of friends, or stay at home in the dark drunk. At the end of the next century it doesn't matter, you'll both be dead. Happiness is fleeting and an illusion when seen. Get use to it.

calinet6 13y ago
That's just a lie. Ah, the beautiful false equivalence... you will be nothing in 100 years, but you're something now. You can choose to be nothing now as well if you want, except that you're not, because you're something while you're here. You've been given about a half-century on this planet; you're one of the luckiest groups of atoms in the entire universe to have agglomerated into a self-replicating sentient body that is on the brink of voluntarily expanding into a next level of its evolution at a more and more rapid pace. At the end of the next century, the human race will probably be, as a whole, more aware and more advanced than ever before. And you, of all the agglomerations of atoms in the universe, get to be a part of it. You get to contribute; you get to be a cell in this incredible human race. And even better, you get to exist at a time when all the humans on earth are connecting to each other and spreading information and knowledge faster and better than ever before. We're becoming a human organism, we're cells in a great life-form, neurons in a giant brain; we're going to evolve as a planet now, faster than biology could ever dream. Happiness is love, and love is the glue that binds us together like neurons, each knowing if only instinctively how important the others are to the great network we're in. You can isolate yourself and think that you don't matter and everything is futile, but if you do that, then and only then will everything actually be futile. Otherwise, you are very real, the time you have is real, your life is real, what you choose to do with it is real, and the results will—in some small or maybe big way—evolve the human race. To me, that matters.
Tichy 13y ago
Happiness is not an illusion, it is actual neurons firing, hormones rushing and what not. Of course from an abstract standpoint it is meaningless, but you can catch the ball nature has thrown you and play. There is a reason humans haven't gone extinct yet.