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Drumbum42
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Interests: o, my Interests, humph........... AD&D, Reading, Playing 4th base ( the drum ) playing snare ( I would actually like to play base more ) and some fun and an extream loyilty to friends and dabbling in a little of this and that.
Expertise: a drummer ( thus Drumbum42 )
and a dream of Mr. Smith saying " you are percussionist not a dummer (no I did not mis-spell that )
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
7/1/2004
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| As much as I am not to fond of Nietzsche's end conclusions to how to live, I find myself smack dab in the middle of the whole damn thing. The part I disagree with is the assumption that life is meaningless. After that (which is like assuming that atoms exist with no evidence then moving to particle physics) I agree with most of what he says.
There are a few "steps" to Nietzschen "enlightenment."
1) Find that life is meaningless. (Not hard to do, but very depressing)
2)Continue to live, regardless of the meaningless.
3)Accept this, then shape yourself as a work of art.
I believe this to be wrong. It should be more like this:
1) Accept the cards that you have been dealt in life.
2) Continue to live, regardless of how bad the draw was.
3) Take what you are as a person and turn yourself into what you want to be.
The is only one flaw in my belief. My life really doesn't have much meaning. I have found no meaning in things other then opportunities to improve myself. And I'm fucking tired of it. You can be the wisest man in the world, but if you have nothing to show for it, what the hell was the point? Just so you can say that you're the best? All that can do is make you have a big ego, and egos can't care about you.
I believe that people should be alone for part of their life so they can be self sufficient. But it reaches a point where you can get nothing more out of it. Then what? That's the real question. Then what? To what point was it all? It's not "Who am I?" or "What do I want?" It's "WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CARE?"
You can know who you are, you can know what you want, but why should you do any of it? I know what type of person I am, and I know what I want, I just don't care about getting there. So here I am, in the middle of Nietzsche, between step 2 and 3. Because I won't accept it, and the reason I won't? I don't care enough to, there was once a reason for everything, and there might some time in the future. The lazy man's hope. Hahahaha, I don't care enough to say life is meaningless, but meaningless it is.
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| by far was the most fucked up dream ever. I don't know where to start with that. I mean, no one was doing anything outside of what I perceive as their character is capable of. (although, they would never do what just happened.) And I can only sum it up as... crude. And somehow, this didn't bother me at all. This dream, played into the perception that my friends need me when they fuck up.
Oh, and there was an occward part, that was...... unhappy.
But I have to say that the oddest thing is that this dream didn't include an ex girlfriend. This is the first current dream that I can remember to do so. And most of them were trying to make a point. Here? I have no idea what that would be.
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| ...........annnnnndd........ nothing. Not a damn thing. I'm bored. I'm going to bang my head against the wall till it seems fun.
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| No particular reason, just cause. It's in the air, what can I say?
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| I still miss my friend. Both of them actually. I've never gotten over the fact that neither of my best friends talk to me. One of which meant more then the world to me. But regardless, I love em'. What else can I do?
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