None taken. I’m advocating for introspection, as in, why did they come here and ask the question in the first place? Why not just seek out a like-minded community? So, how can one possibly get directions from another when they don’t know where they want to go? At that point, any direction is valid.
From a metaphysical point of view, you and the rest of existence are reflections of each other, thus, the rest of the existence is not separate from you and is a part of yourself, for without it, you would not be who you are now, nor would it be what it is without you.
Knowing this, we can look at Plato’s allegory of the cave. Staying inside restricts you to a limited view of yourself, and an online one is even more limiting because it reflects a distorted truth from others suffering the same fate. How can you possibly know who you are from such a limited scope?
Temet nosce. It means “know thyself”. You should do everything in your power, to the very best of your ability, to see this through. Otherwise, you’re still in the cave.
When you find yourself, it won’t be in your house. That’s hiding from yourself.
Love yourself and be content in being alone, get to know the real you. When you do that, you will find the right people. It will be instinctual.
I knew the man was crazy when he employed the use of Sharpie markers. He belongs in a mental asylum.
Time to build more rocket fuel power plants.
I think that’s from the existential nihilism video. Anyways, reminds me of this Alan Watts quote…
Try to imagine what it will be like to go to sleep and never wake up… now try to imagine what it was like to wake up having never gone to sleep.
I’ll simply say that I’ve never associated with the typical male, mainly regarding the toxicity and competitive nature (I find it a huge turn-off). On the other hand, I’ve always had gender envy of women (clothing, makeup, poise), having always loved them and also wanting to be one. Being able to move away from being a guy has been THE most impactful decision of my life and only wish I had done it sooner.
Regarding sexuality, that’s dependent on the individual. I prefer women, so I identify as a transgender lesbian. I’m not sure of the statistics.
Grew cannabis in the woods behind my backyard at age 14. My parents never found it but my dad could always smell it wafting through the trees!
Same here! I had to cosplay as a guy for 47 years. Yuck.
I’m a Capricorn and already do this.
Look, as long as they don’t mess with Lego, I don’t give a shit. Most toys are trash and I should know: I’m a parent.
It’s a little hard to turn off. Dive on in!
Ay girl… ay girl… ay girl, I know you hear me…
Star Jasmine (aka confederate jasmine, not a true jasmine). Reminds me of my time in San Jose where I saw them often. It has a lovely sweet smell that reminds me of nutmeg.
Excuse me, nurse? Can you take my temperature? Because I think I have Jeffrey Combs fever over here!
Main character syndrome.
I have to keep the TV muted while waiting for his shitty show to end and HIGNFY to start. I just can’t stand listening to him speak. Such a punchable face.
Marvel’s Legion, aka David Haller, son of Professor Charles Xavier. Omega-level mutant. Psychic powers that go beyond time and space, astral projection, teleportation, reality warping, mind controlling, pyrokinesis, et cetera. If you could keep your head in check (did I mention it also comes with disassociative identity disorder?), taking down Thanos with a completed Infinity Gauntlet would be a mere trifle.