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What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*

dunno

Take 5 and light a spliff, friend and the world will all make no sense but you won't care because everything is funny.

.

I'm relaxed and happy because my girlfriend has just returned after 2 months and we've been getting 're-aquainted'. I did it because it was fun and it has been two months so I was very desperate :D

Why do I spend time with my girlfriend? Because I love her and she makes me feel good and she's good craic to be around.

That is actually another great word 'ultimate', specifically I like the Italian equivalent 'ultimo'. It is a little different to the english one. It actually means 'final destination' if you will, or 'absolute end'. It is not as positive, but much more descriptive. Whats better is that there is a subuerb in Sydney called 'Ultimo', I always got a kick out of that.

Because my body will only let me sleep 18 hours or so and just lying there is boring.

You don't happen to be bipolar, do you?

Because doing nothing makes me no better than anyone else. If I get out of bed and at least pretend that what I'm doing amounts to something its better than the jack-hole who's doing nothing, even when it will all ultimately amount to nothing. No, I'm not happy, nor satisfied. Why should I be? Life is a series of disappointments, anyway, not a thing one gets happy over.

Life is a series of disappointments, anyway, not a thing one gets happy over.

As long as the series of lows are broken up by highs then i'm happy

Good food, good drink, good friends.

*nod*

I honestly believe humanity is a mould on the earth, just like if you leave an orange lying on the ground in the sun for too long. Its neither intrinsically good nor bad, it just is. A rock in the giant intergalactic game of marbles could come by and knock that mold off. Or just miss it by mere miles. Its all chance and it is what it is. That being said, ill play the hand im dealt and live the best i can in the society ive been born into and play my role and try to live my life as boss free as possible so i can do what i want for the maximum time i have left.

don't know... today i've been feeling, as i have done before, that all i'm doing is going to work, working, earning money to exist, and that's about it. what's the point in that if the 'existing' part is unsatisfying? i'm in one of those moods where i'm half-dreading going home because i know it'll just be depressing and lonely, where i have nothing to look forward to.

but then i just got back from holiday so working seems like torture today :p and home seems crap compared to being away somewhere new.


however, because i've thought all these ideas so deeply before, the intensity of them is quite overwhelming... probably more so than they should be.
just gonna look forward to being with glitziness again and things will be ok then :)

Why do you even get out of bed?I don't have a terribly good bed. Maybe if it were more comfortable...

What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*


1. There doesn't have to be a reason for everything.
2. Things don't have to make sense.
3. Enjoy the simple things - a toke, a lay, watching your children play (no, this isn't a poem).
4. No one is keeping score.
5. You're not some important, super special person destined to save the planet, so focus on the immediacy of your life.

You don't happen to be bipolar, do you? No, just intelligent. :(

i get out of bed because if i stay in bed too long i get all achy and uncomfortable.

so i get up.

No, just intelligent. :(

Right...

don't know... today i've been feeling, as i have done before, that all i'm doing is going to work, working, earning money to exist, and that's about it. what's the point in that if the 'existing' part is unsatisfying? i'm in one of those moods where i'm half-dreading going home because i know it'll just be depressing and lonely, where i have nothing to look forward to.

but then i just got back from holiday so working seems like torture today :p and home seems crap compared to being away somewhere new.


however, because i've thought all these ideas so deeply before, the intensity of them is quite overwhelming... probably more so than they should be.
just gonna look forward to being with glitziness again and things will be ok then :)
The greatest irony is that it is the purest happiness that places me in these moods. Having an adorable wife and brand new puppy who fulfill me like nothing else, yet also land me in these enormous existential crises. It's actually immature. I'm over existentialism, well evidentlly I am not, yet I feel there is nothing to gain from this.

Right...
You of all people should know I'm not boasting. It certainly isn't anythin to be proud of. Not anymore than having blonde hair. Except that blonde hair doesn't dramatically reduce your qualitiy of life.

You of all people should know I'm not boasting. It certainly isn't anythin to be proud of. Not anymore than having blonde hair. Except that blonde hair doesn't dramatically reduce your qualitiy of life.

Ah, you're emo. That explains it.

Hmm, what motivates me to go on. Let's see.

1) I like my job, generally. I like that what I do helps people, and as I develop my career I hope to be able to do more and more, on a large scale and on a small scale, to help people.

1. There doesn't have to be a reason for everything. This is the taunting part.
2. Things don't have to make sense. And yet I still think about them.
3. Enjoy the simple things - a toke, a lay, watching your children play (no, this isn't a poem). This is how I get here. I enjoy these things and start to think 'why?'. I never feel so futile when I am miserable, when my existence is dominted by struggle and suffering. Only when I am truly happy do I feel the life drained out of me.
4. No one is keeping score.Thank christ.
5. You're not some important, super special person destined to save the planet, so focus on the immediacy of your life. Immediacy. I like that. I took something from that, RO. Thanks.

Because I need the loo.

And that's all there is to it. Doing what your body needs you to do to stop it breaking.

Ah, you're emo. That explains it.
haha. ARGH *shoots self through face!* I am sounding a bit that way. Don't worry, the apparent levels of conceit, naivety, and entitlement are just that 'apparent'.
Oh god how my friends would laugh with glee at that. Not to evade the fct that this incredibly self-indulgent thread deserves nothing other. If you please, consider the self-indulgence an afterthought to an actual wish to simply communicate whilst working the graveyard shift alone.

I get up to do stuff.

haha. ARGH *shoots self through face!* I am sounding a bit that way. Don't worry, the apparent levels of conceit, naivety, and entitlement are just that 'apparent'.
Oh god how my friends would laugh with glee at that. Not to evade the fct that this incredibly self-indulgent thread deserves nothing other. If you please, consider the self-indulgence an afterthought to an actual wish to simply communicate whilst working the graveyard shift alone.

You try too hard, and worse: it shows.

I think I am like legally required to wake up in the morning.......if I didn't I am pretty sure I would go to jail.

Food. Cartoons. Sex.

The same three reasons anyone gets up in the morning.

You try too hard, and worse: it shows.
Kiss kiss to you too. Anyhow, you didn't actually respond to the original question. 'Question' is a bad word for it actually. I can't think of a better one.. how about that. 'Dilemma' perhaps? No, not quite. 'Inquiry'. That'll do.

The threat of my moms eternal bitching is more than enough too get me up.

Robert Heinlein postulated that happiness is the result of an organism doing precisely what it was designed to do, whether by God or evolution or what have you (implying, for example, that wild animals have complete and perfect happiness). I'm happy when I'm gaming. When I'm thinking. When I'm comforting someone who needs it. When I'm talking with friends and eating good food. And I draw from that, the conclusion that thats what I'm *meant* to do, regardless of how meaning-ful or -less the word *meant* is in this circumstance.

Fass, not too get into psuedo-psychological analysation, but your infamous aggression; is it lucid? That is, are you consciously doing it, toward some kind of goal, or is it more of an inherent character trait you have ingrained within you for less aesthetic reasons? All indications suggest the latter, except my intuition. Why think about it when I can just ask, eh?

It's your fault for putting yourself into a situation where you've become so utterly useless that you question the point of living altogether. So become useful, or continue this philosophical 'breakthrough' that only you have ever stumbled upon.

I usually wake up at around 9-10 ish needing the loo a second time and after that I can't get back to sleep again. Apart from that, I don't really know: I suppose I'm looking forward/shitting myself to going to uni in a few weeks time, and in a few months when I don't have to wear uncomfortable/itchy medical stuff, but I can't really think of any kind of 'higher' reason than that, really.

Robert Heinlein postulated that happiness is the result of an organism doing precisely what it was designed to do, whether by God or evolution or what have you (implying, for example, that wild animals have complete and perfect happiness). I'm happy when I'm gaming. When I'm thinking. When I'm comforting someone who needs it. When I'm talking with friends and eating good food. And I draw from that, the conclusion that thats what I'm *meant* to do, regardless of how meaning-ful or -less the word *meant* is in this circumstance. Thats something. Though, people can get happiness from conflicting and even opposite things, which indicates to me that the dynamic and complex nature of our min obscures this hypothesis somewhat.

It's your fault for putting yourself into a situation where you've become so utterly useless that you question the point of living altogether. So become useful, or continue this philosophical 'breakthrough' that only you have ever stumbled upon.
;)

Dude, chillax.

'cuz i can

;)

Personally I blame capitalism. *nods*

Right now? I have no reason for getting out of bed other than going to work to make some money in order to be able to go out with my friends...

In about a month my reason will be making the most of my second chance at Uni, starting a 3 year law degree. That's plenty of reason to get up in the morning.

Dude, chillax.
Actually, RO kind of put me at ease with his point on immediacy. Plus, Luporum cracked a smile over this face (a sincere one at that). I don't actually think this is philosophical anyhow, so much as mood based. Thus my effort to socialise somewhat- always improves my humour. I think the philosophy is a not-so-complex trick of the mind to distract me from my feelings.

It is rather pathetic coming to NSG for friendship, though to my defence it is 3am and I am working the graveyard shift. Plus what does one have to lose on an anonymous internet forum anyhow, a 'rep'? Pah.

Personally I blame capitalism. *nods*
Ok, that smile just went to a laugh. You're good. I feel like a cigarette.

Right now? I have no reason for getting out of bed other than going to work to make some money in order to be able to go out with my friends...

In about a month my reason will be making the most of my second chance at Uni, starting a 3 year law degree. That's plenty of reason to get up in the morning.
Hey you fucked uni too?! *HIGH FIVE*

Why do you even get out of bed?

BEDSORES HURT!

Hey you fucked uni too?! *HIGH FIVE*

Well, I passed, but it was only a 3rd because I did literally no work for exams, didn't go to any classes after first year, and handed in a total of four pieces of coursework over the three years...but I got lucky. And I know that, so I'm going to work my arse off this time around and get an LLB in Law, get qualified as a solicitor, and go and work. Do as much pro bono as I can, and try and make enough money to live comfortably and help provide for any future family I may have...

BEDSORES HURT!

*Futurama Cookie*

I'm gonna be a doctor. Yeah, that's right. A doctor who uses words like gonna.

Why do I even bother getting out of bed? Because my roommates and cats bug the crap out of me 'til I do.

If I lived by myself the choice between pissing myself and getting up to go to the bathroom would do it.

What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*

Because I got to see people after being stuck in the house for so long.

I have those thoughts sometimes. Despite the thoughts that, whatever I do, it's gonna be quite pointless and probably boring, it will most likely be better than staying in bed and 'wasting' the day away. Even just reading NSG is better than staying in bed. Unless the book you're reading is really good.

I solved this by not sleeping.

blarg im ded
EDIT: this is not an invitation for someone to start spamming the thread with pictures lolcats stole.

Three good reasons: The mattress sucks, the food is too far away - as is the bathroom.

Because if I laze around too long I'll land with a loud bang on the floor, my dad having tipped me out of bed.

It's my frickin' birthday tommorrow. The sole reason I'm always the youngest in my year. Of course I'm gonna get up.

I'm not sure why I get up now, having just taken a three-hour (maybe more) sleep.

It's very simple: I have to get out of bed

1. to feed the cats and clean their litter boxes

2. to go to work and earn the money to buy lots of delicious cat food, cat toys and cat litter

3. to go to the supermarket after work and buy lots of delicious cat food, cat toys and cat litter

4. to feed the cats and clean their litter boxes.

Any questions left? :p

Wow just how much exactly do you spend on catfood and chopped up clay?

Because I have to piss ....

Take 5 and light a spliff, friend and the world will all make no sense but you won't care because everything is funny.

Spaceman Spliff!

*Futurama Cookie*

Seconded, happily!

I'm gonna be a doctor. Yeah, that's right. A doctor who uses words like gonna.
He is practicing the word ghonnorea, he'll get there ...

I'm here for the tacos.

I love playing in mud, tackling people and/or objects, kicking groins, behaving oddly, making people laugh, ruining clean clothing, comforting the disturbed, disturbing the comfortable, eating peanut butter cups, corrupting young people, distributing wedgies to those that need them, stuffing hostess cupcakes into the shorts of sleeping people and in general making noise.

But ultimately, I'm here on Earth to get my fill of tacos. :)

I solved this by not sleeping.

blarg im ded
EDIT: this is not an invitation for someone to start spamming the thread with pictures lolcats stole.

Blargh, you say? :eek:

http://www.blargh.com/apache2-default/

The only reason I get out of bed anymore is because I have to piss, or go to work... thats about it.

Because doing nothing makes me no better than anyone else. --- its better than the jack-hole who's doing nothing, even when it will all ultimately amount to nothing.

I don't think getting out of bed makes you better than anyone!!!!

What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*

Obviously, i live to argue. :rolleyes:
Also, my family (which of course includes my weasels) ....
and managing to keep up with the intellectual musings in every form they present themselves with, as any priority.

What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*


Why?

I don't get to worried about it. Humans simply are unable to understand why! We are not ale to process the answer. There is an answer but I have stopped looking for it as I know when I find it, it will make no sense at all. I won't even recognise it as the answer. I will stick with the explanations i've been given, which is - God! I get out of bed to worship God. I need no more reason and don't ask why becuase the lord is my shepard and I have faith. Easy as pie:headbang:

Why?

I don't get to worried about it. Humans simply are unable to understand why! We are not ale to process the answer. There is an answer but I have stopped looking for it as I know when I find it, it will make no sense at all. I won't even recognise it as the answer. I will stick with the explanations i've been given, which is - God! I get out of bed to worship God. I need no more reason and don't ask why becuase the lord is my shepard and I have faith. Easy as pie:headbang:
As i'd *just* posted on another thread ... might as well paint a big ol' bullseye on your chest & back, at least as far as NS goes.

As i'd *just* posted on another thread ... might as well paint a big ol' bullseye on your chest & back, at least as far as NS goes.

Don't think I was preaching. I was merely highlighting my lazyness and denial.

Don't think I was preaching. I was merely highlighting my lazyness and denial.

'tis okay, since that's the impression i got from your headbang smilie. :p

Why?

I don't get to worried about it. Humans simply are unable to understand why! We are not ale to process the answer. There is an answer but I have stopped looking for it as I know when I find it, it will make no sense at all. I won't even recognise it as the answer. I will stick with the explanations i've been given, which is - God! I get out of bed to worship God. I need no more reason and don't ask why becuase the lord is my shepard and I have faith. Easy as pie:headbang:

mmmm... pie

I get bored if I'm in bed for more than 20 hours a day. >.>

That's a fine question.

*returns to bed*

Because my body will only let me sleep 18 hours or so and just lying there is boring.

18 hours! Holy crap, I can't sleep more than 8!

Anyway, as to the topic

http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/GAL/SSBR~Beer-Posters.jpg

-snip-
I just like to make things that little bit more complex. It's more fun that way.

He is practicing the word ghonnorea, he'll get there ...
It's gonorrhoea, but I'll just call it the clap cos I can't spell it yet.

:D

What are you actually doing? Go to the mirror and look at yourself. Go. Now. C'mon, just do it. Ok, fuck you, don't then. What are you actually doing? Why? What matters about why you are doing whatever it is that you do? What are you actually hoping to achieve? What difference will that make? How and why is that difference important?

Are you happy? Are you genuinely satisfied? Is that even important? What for? I love that term 'what for', it is how most languages phrase the word 'why'. When you think about it, it is rather curious and even a little depressing that english actually has a specific term for this dismal query. Who would have thought my earliest question would eventually be my foil, after so many years of seeming to be the greatest asset I had. Actually, that is rather predictable. If I had have read it in a book I would have put it down in disgust. Enough on 'why'.

Back to the title question. What is it that satisfies you? If anything, and are you in fact actually satisfied? Is your ultimate answer to all of the above questions inevitably circular?

Do I need a beer? Or perhaps a joint? Or even just lay?
*Holds metagun to metatemple and metatugs on metatrigger*

Sounds familiar. Very familiar.

Anyway, what people need is a goal. It used to be live a good life so that you can go to heaven, but now we have freedom to choose our own goals, and this freedom is hard to handle sometimes. Anyway, pick a life goal and follow it and be happy. Sounds easy, but it isn't :)