Shit is interesting right now. We’re at (or approaching) the climax of western society. I wanna see how the story resolves.
Lol, everyone’s thought their generation is the end times.
Some were right, and the last one will also be.
What you’re doing is called inductive reasoning, and it’s not very bright.
“Lol, every day I wake up alive. Therefore, I will never die.”
solar power will save the world, it’s gonna be rad
I don’t agree, because I think our problem is deeper than just energy - it’s about our dominionist world view (in the non-religious sense). Which is a cultural thing, not a fundamental human thing.
Food, empathetic people, smiles, cute animals, those little glimpses through the fog, or if all else fails, spite.
if all else fails, spite.
Yes. I’ve put up with too much crap not to get to become a cranky old person ranting unintelligible bullshit, someday.
I plan for it to be relatively pleasant unintelligible bullshit. But unintelligible bullshit it will still be.
One day at a time. You’re doing great.
Don’t underestimate food. You can be frustrated at life - but imagine being frustrated at life with a beak full of pizza.
There’s a list of people I’m trying to outlive. If I don’t outlive them, I’ll be sad.
Sunrises. Mountains. Marmots. Fresh pow.
Sunsets. Beaches. Tropical drinks.
Just a walk around the block. That cute dog.
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Seeing the end of israel
One Piece hasn’t yet concluded, so.
I wish I had grand reasons to live but turns out it’s easier if it’s primitive. Eating tasty food, watching fun videos, petting cute animals.
Let politics be politics and philosophy be philosophy and turn to the small things for a bit.
The only way to stay sane if you ask me.
Ignoring reality?
Compartmentalizing reality more like. It does no good to live in existential dread constantly, but when bad things are coming, it’s also good to be aware of them. Switching in and out of that compartment is a skill developed over long stents of stress, but it’s a good skill to have.
Adding to this, we only have so much time and brainpower in a day. Distant concerns are not a clear and present threat: monitor? yes, grumble? yes, keep constant anxious watch? no.
Better to use your abilities and time nearby where they’re most effective.
So damned much, there’s so much to see and do!
I will die before I’ve read half the books on my list, scritched even a fraction of the goodest dogs who need scritches and eaten at each of my city’s amazing lil restaurants.
World War 3. It will usher in the Federation.
Usher? Good artist.
My kids. But I’m already living for them. You gotta find someone else’s kids to live for.
Feels like kicking the can down the road. I would not want to be a kid growing up in this world seeing what it has become, and the dire fucking future ahead.
That’s silly. What’s the alternative? Give up on humanity? There’s no other team to join. This is it.
I’m afraid for the future too, but humanity has been through worse than whatever my kids will experience.
Finding out what’s next.
Friday, I’m going to a concert, Post Modern Jukebox.
The time period between the actual collapse and when you finally die will be rather exhilarating I think.
I’m genuinely drawing blanks here.
