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Decided to go to the beach today. After all, that was the main though behind getting this appartment in the first place: it's far from city center but close to the beach. Ha! I won't survive summer here because of my neighbours (btw, they're back to knocking on the walls again just this minute - 4 months straight!) so ...f*** the beach, I might as well move to the center, people there are less disgusting and a little bit more civillized. But since I'm here for another 2 weeks...
Anyway, the beach was a bit flooded...:)
It wasn't easy to find a good spot on tha sand that was left, but I finally did and enjoyed more than an hour of nice sun and light wind and good music and good reading!
The funny moment was when the nearby church bells started ringing. I could hear them through my earphones. Quite an unusual combination of religious bells and Rammstein's "You've got a pussy, I have a dick, So what's the problem? Let's do it quick."
This was my first sunbathing this year and it ended in me getting a slight tan. I guess the sunscreen lotion I made and applied just before leaving worked perfectly.
On such sunny days, in recreation zones, life seems almost blissful. And i allow myself to forget about everything and be in the moment, feeling every positive sensation.
But then, of course, you get back to reality - a weird chaotic mix of bliss and agony.
On my way home I see a very old lady sitting on the bench alongside a clearly deranged man. His eyes facing different ways, his head pointlessly rocking and half-open mouth..The guy was about 40 I guess. So the old lady would probably be his mother. She gambled and lost. Her offspring turned out to be a burden she had to take care of till the end of her life. I wondered, if there was a time machine and someone went and warned her as she was still young...Actually, I simply wondered if she ever dreamt of turning back time...
Funny, just remembered one of the breeders' points "You'll regret it". Right. I'll regret going to the beach on my free time. See that you don't regret being chained for life to a crippled child who will be your responsibility till the day you die. The cruel reality of life.
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Jason
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14-05-2013
I'd agree that life is a mix of agony of bliss. As for the deranged man, I often wonder if our science and technology will eventually be able to cure those sorts of ailments. The brain is an extremely complicated organ and it will probably be a long while before we can go in there and fix a problem like that. In the meantime, it's like you said, having children is a huge gamble. A good society should probably have a system in place to help out with children like that. I live in the U.S., but I have no idea what's available here, if anything. It's sad to think a person's life can so easily be completely ruined. Oh, and picturing the church bells ringing while that song was blaring in your ears was pretty hilarious.
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15-05-2013
I don't think having children will ever seize being a huge gamble as we will never make this world a safe place under human control. We fix one thing - another emerges. Epidemics are gone - cancer is here. We keep polluting the Earth more and more and it's unreasonable to expect people are going to be less sick in the future. Cures will then be developed too, but who'll be able to afford them? Chemo today is pretty expensive if not unaffordable to many people. In my country they fundraise to be able to purchase cancer treatment for their children. |
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15-05-2013
Ahh, Rammstein, love them. Must admit haven't heard that song. Now I'm curious.
Funny how churches gets special treatment in this biased society. If you had to measure the decibel level of those bells, I'm confident that they will exceed most cities acceptable noise levels, for which you will be fined when exceeding them. Guess flooded beach is due to rising sea levels. Good thing you are moving away to not interrupt your blogging ::wink.gif:: |
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15-05-2013
Ahh, Rammstein, love them. Must admit haven't heard that song. Now I'm curious.
Yep. But some people are getting fed up with them http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-22293351 Good thing you are moving away to not interrupt your blogging It will interrupt my blogging for some time as I pack, move, unpack again... In a week's time now. |
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19-05-2013
I know what you mean Irina. Still, got to be careful with posts like these. All the Pollyanna cunts will crawl out of their woodwork and start saying that you're a life lover just because you had an enjoyable moment under the sun with good music, wind and reading
Which is the reason why I have exactly zero of anything positive on my blog. There is a snowballs chance in hell I would write something positive there even if I have these moments when you walk outside and the weather is just fine and you're suffering excruciantingly necessarily.. but that's just me I guess me and Karl are indeed the biggest pessimists out there |
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19-05-2013
All the Pollyanna cunts will crawl out of their woodwork and start saying that you're a life lover And if you post only negative stuff, they'll say you're clinically depressed and suffer from anhedonia and thus your opinions don't matter because you're sick. So who cares? These are all ad-homs anyway. I guess me and Karl are indeed the biggest pessimists out there :) I'm not competeing for the biggest pessimist title :) We all have different circumstances in life that allow for more or less enjoyment. I like both of your blogs, I wish Karl would write more often though. |
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19-05-2013
I meant to say 'you're not suffering excruciantingly necessarily"
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19-05-2013
The only way for people to "enjoy" life is to block out 99% of it from their consciousness which is how humanity continues to survive to this day.
I say, FUCK this SHIT. |
Irina |
19-05-2013
That is how I manage to enjoy some moments in life. As long as I'm able to do it I will. I see no point in suffering when there's a way to avoid it. Not helping anyone by being miserable all the time (except maybe those who envy - those fuckers would be happier to see me suffering). Once the truth of our demise is recognized and conclusions made one isn't required to be miserable. It's like we're all in a labor camp, and I'm just saying 'let's just admit we're enslaved in a camp so that we don't drag more people in here. But since we're stuck here anyway, why not throw a party and have fun as best we can?' Sometimes you want to weep - weep, sometimes you're tired of being sad and want to forget it all and have fun - go for it. Nobody should coerce the other person to feel in a certain way. |
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20-05-2013
Again, I see where you are coming from. However, as you have probably seen on my blog, one of my latest posts was titled that its repugnant to continue living in the world.
With that being said, unless I get my dosage of Nembutal, I doubt I'd be able to kill myself like Thomas did, unfortunately. So what's left to do? Unnaturally attempt to enjoy the naturally unenjoyable I guess... |
Irina |
20-05-2013
Exactly. As long as we stick around anyway, might as well seek some pleasures. Allowing yourself to suffer and even seeking out more torments isn't some sort of noble martyrdom because it serves no purpose, it's just as useless as personal happiness. That's different from not being able to enjoy life. The degree to which one is able to enjoy differs. I don't judge either those who are mostly cheerful or those who are mostly gloomy as long as they acknowledge the facts. I'm glad when I can 'turn my brain off' for some time and forget what kind of worl this is. It is becoming increasingly harder though. |
Eric
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22-06-2013
This morning, while sitting in alone in the basement, I read a newspaper article about man who was attacked and killed while he was he was on his way to the nearby beach. I doubt that he knew that on that fateful day, his decision to leave the house and go enjoy spend a few hours sunbathing was actually a gamble against robbery, assault and homicide. I can't believe that people constantly take this risk instead of locking themselves up inside like me. To those that caution me that my precautions are unreasonably elaborate, I respond by saying that my measures provide me with the freedom to spend all day in my house without fear of being maimed or killed by some crazy criminal.
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