so many kinds of pains and losses, reoccurring bullshit and helplessness are a lack of creativity. A surfacing, floating terd of shitty emotion and a poor theme continues stay about because one keeps grasping to it for dear life. Like most acts of desperation, drowning isn’t that bad and the option in itself is probably the crappiest option available. Poop jokes aside, there are better ways of solving problems then attacking them. Create a desirable outcome, friend, or emotional theme and work towards that rather than banging one’s head against a wall.
There is always a way to create a negative spin of a positive spin on one’s life. Defined outcomes are not purely determined by attitude and intention but determination can override all else. This is why when someone is in love, everything is daisies, candy, free money and Orgasms when people feeling down or depressed see only shit in everything. It is within one’s mental capacity and creative freedom to conjure a depiction of the future in which great things happen, they deserve good, everyone they care about is happy and awful things are simple to fix and very rarely occur. This creation of thoughts is the essence of most work.
Humans are simple beasts, their evolutionary mental reactions like to tell themselves they’re complicated. It is more comforting to assume overwhelming emotions are enormous and all powerful when really they’re simple and incredibly tiny drips inside their skull sponges. They find what they seek and are blind to what they don’t know or believe exists; that is the nature of self-fulfilling prophecies and determination. That’s the start of what humans like to call magic or God. Create a positive thought to pursue or go fuck yourself.
