I finally found my kin!
Oh yeah? I’ll start my own life. With Blackjack. And hookers. In fact, forget about the life.
Just blackjack and hookers it is.
Weltschmerz
You’re not only allowed to make your own meaning, there is no other choice.
Turns out getting your life together doesn’t really ease the constantly simmering existential dread.
At least I know that now.
The emptiness underneath? Like the subway tunnels?
That tracks
This image just reminds me of the videogame “pools”
Then don’t.
Sit in it, ask it questions, find out what it’s all about.
9 times out of 10, it’s just your inner child who’s been neglected and misunderstood. Once you take the time to give love to your inner less developed psyche, you’ll not need to find escapism.
Because there will be no pain to escape from.
Love yourself, you deserve it.
And just to get you started… Let me open the door for you:
One: Maybe you’re depressed
Two: Maybe you’re tricked by capitalism and religion into believing everything is special and needs a grand purpose
Three: We desperately need things on earth right now, dog shelters are overrun, solar panels need to be built and sold, bus lanes needs to be put in roads
Four: Just because it all ultimately means nothing, empires rise and fall, some remembered some forgotten, doesn’t mean nothing matters to someone else, I still remember 4th grade friendships and the things they taught me. Even if I never see them again. They still matter.
Having a grounded big-picture perspective and being depressed can be really hard to tell apart
I thought the former just creates the latter
Other way around.
This looks so familiar…
Is this the subway station in PowerWasher Simulator (aka the game that made me get diagnosed with ADHD)?
Isn’t that just the meaning of life?
Touch the emptiness
That’s what living superficially running from new thing to new thing does to a person
I do love my anime and videogames.
Just saw this video personally last night.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIHRmoOBZBg
But a good point to make, if we all keep escaping, do we really ever affect any change to make things better? Are not media and entertainment, even if critical of the systems they exist within, forms of emotional relief such that we don’t stand up, go outside, and affect change?
A personal question I struggle with all the time.
It definitely has some campy/quacky parts, but I think the underlying idea of The Power of Now is worth contemplating: the emptiness is peace, and it is rather the ego that derives despair from an inability to assert over or distract from it.
