what is it with life?

If life were all easy, we'd never learn anything.

Would I do it all over again? I've only been kicking around for a short while, but here are some of the events:
Shot twice - reconstruction is no fun
Stabbed once - exsanguinated on operating table for about a minute. Interesting experience
Blown right knee - three months in a wheelchair. Yech.
Smoked 2 packs/day for about 8 years - the event here was quitting. Did it. Not fun, and I don't want to do it again.
Spend most of 1996 drunk - had to crawl out of a bottle (You can't run away from trouble, there ain't no place that far. You can't hide, either - it always finds you. I tried, I really did.)
Had an abusive stepfather from age 5 to age 16. Put him through a wall at 14, which solved most of the problem.
Got married at 27 - she was 44. I'm 33, she's 50, and we're both still happy with each other. Age only becomes a problem if you let it - we don't care.

We are largely defined by adversity - and looking over this list of highlights, you can see that this is true. It is how we respond to adversity, and the means which we use to overcome it, that makes the difference in who and what we become.

From the sound of things, you're too young to be thinking about folding this hand - and you can't win if you don't play. The key will be figuring out exactly how you plan to define a "win" - what is success to you? Figure that out, and then work toward that end. If you have to, you might want to take a few days off, go off into the woods, and take out your soul and look at it (I can still be found in the woods off of Hwy. 17 every couple years. Pack light - what you are really there for is in your head.) Removing the distractions will allow you to really THINK - and to find out what you need to DO.

Figure out what YOU want - not what other people want you to want. It's your life, so live it your way.

"Everyone is born, everyone dies. That's not imporant. The bit in between is called life, and it's what you do with that that's important!"

5-90
 
CheapXJ said:
I've got a better idea:

1. walk to driveway
2. start heep
3. drive to ohio
4. throw you out of the gene pool
I got 5 on gas
 
CheapXJ said:
if I'm gonna drive to ohio to murder someone, I don't think run-offs would concern me much either ;)

but the generosity is appreciated.

whoa whoa whoa....you not going to Ohio to MURDER someone...just to convince them that life is not what its cracked up to be...and your there to relieve them of their PAIN...

got to be careful how you word things....

that could be constured as a threat, whereas relieveing them of their pain...is done out of MERCY. ;)
 
i believe removal from gene pool is the best way to describe it, that way EVERYONE will see it as a favor
 
Look at it this way: there's always someone, somewhere, worse off than you are.

You could be starving to death in some fooked up place where the land doesn't even provide enough material for wiping your ass.

Just as an example.

When things get you down, do this: sit still and relax, breathe slowly and deliberately, think of nothing except a white sheet fluttering in the wind on a clothesline. Do this for five minutes, you'll feel better. Trust me.

r@m
 
Root Moose said:
Look at it this way: there's always someone, somewhere, worse off than you are.

You could be starving to death in some fooked up place where the land doesn't even provide enough material for wiping your ass.

Just as an example.

When things get you down, do this: sit still and relax, breathe slowly and deliberately, think of nothing except a white sheet fluttering in the wind on a clothesline. Do this for five minutes, you'll feel better. Trust me.

r@m
but picture a naked chick behind whom you keep getting a glimpse of as it flutters
 
CheapXJ said:
why does life have to back one into a corner like a frightened animal?

is that where divine inspiration comes in?

I honestly feel like I'm at my last thread of sanity, on the verge of something.


wtf is with this BS we call life.

I'm seriously at my wits end.

in the last week, I looked death straight in the eye and told it to f**k off.

maybe I made the wrong choice.

maybe its the alcohol talking.


maybe someone will say something that means something, something that hits right to the heart and motivates me to do something spectacular.


maybe I'll completely forget all of this and it will mean nothing.


all I know, is this is transition.


I'm just rambling drunkily, but thanks for listening. (it was drink away depression or do something I wouldn't have the ability to regret)

I'd give anything to have just a little peek at the future, just for simple peace of mind and nothing more.


Maybe you should sit on a bench at a scenic overlook, and talk to Jesus for a little while.
 
I will agree with that statement. Go talk to Jesus, He will make all things new and give your life a purpose! Its true purpose!
 
You have a computer... an internet connection... and us... your NAXJA bretheren. What else could you need?? :kissyou:
 
I've never reported a post in my life but this whole thread begs for deletion for lameness alone.
BMX, you actually brought it back from the dead?!
Jesus would not do this.
 
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kid4lyf said:
I've never reported a post in my life but this whole thread begs for deletion for lameness alone.
BMX, you actually brought it back from the dead?!

I agree with the gentleman from Indiana.

Oh and BMX is one of the little pricks, wink wink nudge nudge, so its in his nature to cause trouble like this.
 
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