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is this normal? plz help |
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Uhhh no? ha ha, what's sad? You're a real idiot if you ever feel sad.
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 02:11 |
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Weekend Bridges posted:Uhhh no? ha ha, what's sad? You're a real idiot if you ever feel sad. haha, yes i agree with this statement, and my previous comment about being sad sometimes was meant as a fun old joke! ha ha ha |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 02:15 |
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ha ha ha ha |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 02:16 |
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I felt sad once |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:11 |
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when I read your posts ahahaha |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:11 |
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I must not be sad. Sadness is the mind-killer. Sadness is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my sadness. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the sadness has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:35 |
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FATHER! THE WEEPER HAS AWAKENED!
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:35 |
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My name is a laughing word.
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:35 |
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It is by pill alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the pill of prozac that thoughts acquire gladness, the teeth acquire smiles, the smiles become a warning. It is by pill alone I set my mind in motion.
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:38 |
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Nosfereefer posted:ha ha ha ha
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:42 |
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Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight; And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright. I have whirl’d with the earth at the dawning, When the sky was a vaporous flame; I have seen the dark universe yawning, Where the black planets roll without aim; Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name. I had drifted o’er seas without ending, Under sinister grey-clouded skies That the many-fork’d lightning is rending, That resound with hysterical cries; With the moans of invisible daemons that out of the green waters rise. I have plung’d like a deer thro’ the arches Of the hoary primoridal grove, Where the oaks feel the presence that marches And stalks on where no spirit dares rove; And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers thro’ dead branches above. I have stumbled by cave-ridden mountains That rise barren and bleak from the plain, I have drunk of the fog-foetid fountains That ooze down to the marsh and the main; And in hot cursed tarns I have seen things I care not to gaze on again. I have scann’d the vast ivy-clad palace, I have trod its untenanted hall, Where the moon writhing up from the valleys Shews the tapestried things on the wall; Strange figures discordantly woven, which I cannot endure to recall. I have peer’d from the casement in wonder At the mouldering meadows around, At the many-roof’d village laid under The curse of a grave-girdled ground; And from rows of white urn-carven marble I listen intently for sound. I have haunted the tombs of the ages, I have flown on the pinions of fear Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages, Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear: And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer. I was old when the Pharaohs first mounted The jewel-deck’d throne by the Nile; I was old in those epochs uncounted When I, and I only, was vile; And Man, yet untainted and happy, dwelt in bliss on the far Arctic isle. Oh, great was the sin of my spirit, And great is the reach of its doom; Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it, Nor can respite be found in the tomb: Down the infinite aeons come beating the wings of unmerciful gloom. Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight; And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.
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# ? Nov 13, 2015 03:42 |
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google THIS posted:when I read your posts ahahaha |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 06:11 |
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You think you are sad now, wait til you read these encouraging posts. |
# ? Nov 13, 2015 06:59 |
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sadness kills https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y688upqmRXo sadness: not even once |
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Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble, it's a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
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