Poll: Do you accept reality?
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well I have problem with reality as I suffer from delusions and hallucinations(thats part of my schizophrenia in case any one is interested) so I'm constantly confused as to whats real and what not.
I don't just reject reality, I break it!
Basically what I mean is that if you are smart enough and work hard enough you can break the preconceived mold that's been set before you and find a way that works for you. I can't do 9 to 5 work so I'm finding a different way, MY WAY!
Basically what I mean is that if you are smart enough and work hard enough you can break the preconceived mold that's been set before you and find a way that works for you. I can't do 9 to 5 work so I'm finding a different way, MY WAY!
If I would not accept reality for being as shitty, confined, limiting and sad as it generally is, I would go mad.
Pretty much instantly so, methinks.
I find escape - momentary escapism, if you will - in... hmmmm. Video games. Movies. Recreational sex that does not result in little clones popping out every other week. Food. Cooking. A well-made something, anything really. Old paintings by dead people. Words and sentences written down by folks that were born/lived/died long before someone decided to start the Jesus, let alone that Muhammad thing.
Those are things that entertain and enlighten me.
They allow me to keep wanting to believe in a greater good, or at least the existence of a human will to do better, be better, become better - and not just at making shit up. Life's just too damn short, and the moment you realize that time is already moving in fast forward.
If I would not allow myself to find and use and enjoy recreational outlets, emotional vents, magic holes in the fabric that shoe-shine your soul to a squeaky clean, or at the very least allow for sensibly planned breaks and time-outs, I would most certainly become very bored, very boring, very grumpy and a very terrible person. Or mad, which, come to think of it, might be more fun than being bored to death. But I really think I prefer not to be mad. At least for the time being.
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Pretty much instantly so, methinks.
I find escape - momentary escapism, if you will - in... hmmmm. Video games. Movies. Recreational sex that does not result in little clones popping out every other week. Food. Cooking. A well-made something, anything really. Old paintings by dead people. Words and sentences written down by folks that were born/lived/died long before someone decided to start the Jesus, let alone that Muhammad thing.
Those are things that entertain and enlighten me.
They allow me to keep wanting to believe in a greater good, or at least the existence of a human will to do better, be better, become better - and not just at making shit up. Life's just too damn short, and the moment you realize that time is already moving in fast forward.
If I would not allow myself to find and use and enjoy recreational outlets, emotional vents, magic holes in the fabric that shoe-shine your soul to a squeaky clean, or at the very least allow for sensibly planned breaks and time-outs, I would most certainly become very bored, very boring, very grumpy and a very terrible person. Or mad, which, come to think of it, might be more fun than being bored to death. But I really think I prefer not to be mad. At least for the time being.
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I do accept reality and I am content.
I work a 5-9 job (or rather 08.00-16.00) but that does not bother me.
I have great colleagues, I'm paid well and I get to do something I sort of like.
Besides, there is my family and various escapism.
Also, I work to live and not vice versa.
I accept that this attitude will not make me rich, but what it the point of being rich if you do not have the free time to enjoy you riches?
I work a 5-9 job (or rather 08.00-16.00) but that does not bother me.
I have great colleagues, I'm paid well and I get to do something I sort of like.
Besides, there is my family and various escapism.
Also, I work to live and not vice versa.
I accept that this attitude will not make me rich, but what it the point of being rich if you do not have the free time to enjoy you riches?
I'll soon graduate, and end up in a job that I'm supposed to greatly enjoy.
Reality seems quite nice, really. I'll take it for what it is.
Reality seems quite nice, really. I'll take it for what it is.
Well, I work in a lab where I work my own hours, admittedly for barely more pay than my bills, give plasma regularly, have a well stocked booze cupboard of things that are deliciously tasty, and shelves crammed with books and games. I get a bit of travel, and have a few hobbies and loves. I'm not exactly hurting here. The accursed "nine to five" has barely touched me.
I'm somewhat content with reality and actually believe that it's really bad to get into escapism.
I never wish/dream to be someone else other than me or a slightly "better" version of me
(in terms of how I can make things better in the future).
why I'm playing games, then? because I like to watch people, as creepy as that sounds. Watching people making decisions and thinking in ways different then mine is something I find quite intriguing. also of course the general change of pace from things happening in reality/etc., giving a nice contrast to the general monotony and simplicity of a life.
(I also enjoy reading books/etc. for the exact same reason)
I never wish/dream to be someone else other than me or a slightly "better" version of me
(in terms of how I can make things better in the future).
why I'm playing games, then? because I like to watch people, as creepy as that sounds. Watching people making decisions and thinking in ways different then mine is something I find quite intriguing. also of course the general change of pace from things happening in reality/etc., giving a nice contrast to the general monotony and simplicity of a life.
(I also enjoy reading books/etc. for the exact same reason)
I remember reading on some random forum a comment from a guy who said that his dad was a plumber. He worked that job for 30 years or so and every night he got home to his family and he was content. He accepted his role as the provider for the family and his wife and kids were enough for him. They took vacations, they enjoyed their time together. His job was not his identity. He lived and worked for his family. I can respect that.
Today we have people that may have pipe dreams of working a "dream job" (myself included) like in the video games industry. But that still has its problems. Anyone remember this flash game from former Ubisoft employee William David?
http://www.playbuz.com/fullsizegame/leaving.html
Today we have people that may have pipe dreams of working a "dream job" (myself included) like in the video games industry. But that still has its problems. Anyone remember this flash game from former Ubisoft employee William David?
http://www.playbuz.com/fullsizegame/leaving.html
I came here expecting a debate on Cartesian philosophy. I am disappointed.
I'll be going to university soon, after a gap year, and honestly I feel slightly sorry for people around me who are utterly clueless for the reasons you described.
A lot of those people are just not going to university, which is fair enough, but a lot of them are doing it due to the 'student mentality' of having enough money to get shitfaced with their mates a couple nights a week, so just want to take 'whatever' sort of jobs. I should think that won't satisfy them all their lives, and then where will they be?
What's potentially worse, though, are the ones who are going to uni, but don't know what they want to do with whatever degree they're pursuing.
Maybe a generation or so ago, it was easy to keep doors open in life, but increasingly in modern times, in a society where we have to spend roughly two decades preparing for working life with our options getting narrower as we go along, people are more locked into their paths than ever. Which means if you want to be happy with the destination, you have to figure out which one you want while you can still affect it.
I remember a couple of months ago, my friend and I were discussing a mutual friend who'd messed up his AS year (again) and his parents had kicked him out. Now he's being a bin man to pay the bills, and I thought, 'it's a bit sad that people kind of get thrust into those dead end jobs and their golden years end up being their childhood.'
That said, I'm fully aware there are people who genuinely don't care what work they do, and live for everything besides that. Honestly, I envy those people, but for the majority, something that by necessity must take up possibly around 70% of their waking time is going to have a large impact on happiness.
Sorry if I've ranted. I hope it's of interest to someone.
Out of curiosity, OP, what degree are you taking, and what were your reasons for picking it?
Well, I figured out what I wanted to do a few years ago and spent those past few years figuring out how to do it.VinnyKings said:
I'll be going to university soon, after a gap year, and honestly I feel slightly sorry for people around me who are utterly clueless for the reasons you described.
A lot of those people are just not going to university, which is fair enough, but a lot of them are doing it due to the 'student mentality' of having enough money to get shitfaced with their mates a couple nights a week, so just want to take 'whatever' sort of jobs. I should think that won't satisfy them all their lives, and then where will they be?
What's potentially worse, though, are the ones who are going to uni, but don't know what they want to do with whatever degree they're pursuing.
Maybe a generation or so ago, it was easy to keep doors open in life, but increasingly in modern times, in a society where we have to spend roughly two decades preparing for working life with our options getting narrower as we go along, people are more locked into their paths than ever. Which means if you want to be happy with the destination, you have to figure out which one you want while you can still affect it.
I remember a couple of months ago, my friend and I were discussing a mutual friend who'd messed up his AS year (again) and his parents had kicked him out. Now he's being a bin man to pay the bills, and I thought, 'it's a bit sad that people kind of get thrust into those dead end jobs and their golden years end up being their childhood.'
That said, I'm fully aware there are people who genuinely don't care what work they do, and live for everything besides that. Honestly, I envy those people, but for the majority, something that by necessity must take up possibly around 70% of their waking time is going to have a large impact on happiness.
Sorry if I've ranted. I hope it's of interest to someone.
Out of curiosity, OP, what degree are you taking, and what were your reasons for picking it?
That would depend on the reality which your perception shapes, would it not? The reality I accept is that when I get out of uni, the least probable thing is that I get a job in film. Not just straight out of uni, just ever.
The most probable is that I'll be stuck in a jobcentre until this recession ends.
Between those two probabilities is that I actually manage to defy this woeful job market and get a normal job.
Other than that, I simply accept that my concept of reality can be destroyed and built anew in a vastly different image from the one I knew before in a matter of hours, even possibly minutes, maybe even seconds. I know this, because it has happened before.
Although, I cannot count on that happening. "It has happened before" does not mean "it will happen all the time". So I must simply go on the probabilities that I can see in my current established reality.
The most probable is that I'll be stuck in a jobcentre until this recession ends.
Between those two probabilities is that I actually manage to defy this woeful job market and get a normal job.
Other than that, I simply accept that my concept of reality can be destroyed and built anew in a vastly different image from the one I knew before in a matter of hours, even possibly minutes, maybe even seconds. I know this, because it has happened before.
Although, I cannot count on that happening. "It has happened before" does not mean "it will happen all the time". So I must simply go on the probabilities that I can see in my current established reality.
Fuck acceptance, everything just stays the same if you accept it, you never get anywhere. Deny it, even if doing so is utterly futile.
I just wanted to comment about how interesting I thought that was.FizzyIzze said:
I agree. I don't accept. I have taken the shit-covered frame that the world is to me, and am prepping my own shit to throw onto it. And I personally believe my shit is a little bit more colorful than everyone else's.In Search of Username said: