Everything Is Alright

Sorry I don’t speak human

[eerie-doll2]

I’m fine.

[cantcontrolthegay-deactivated20]

[lady-of-redemption-deactivated2]

He did it. He actually managed to describe how it feels to live with depression and suicidal tendencies.

[witchycats-deactivated20160113]

this is really, really important

[qvotext]

[gypsyastronaut]

[tremendousandsonorouswords]

Love, Nina [1x02]

[acknowledgetheabsurd]

Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

[ofcoursethatsathing]

This self working sand table is called a Sisyphus Table.

It’s supposed to be relaxing

[ link on amazon…]

[starwatchinq]

[kingsbridgegifs]

“It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life.”

LOTR: The Fellowship of The Ring

[nn-oo-vv-aa]

education is the domestication of human beings

[miradademujer-deactivated202402]

[scientificphilosopher]

Is absurdism different from existentialism? Sorry if I sound weird asking. (Love your blog btw)

Absurdism is indeed different from existentialism, though the difference is subtle. I’ve written on this before, and I’ve even posted a nifty little graph comparing various forms of existentialism.

But, in short, the difference between existentialism and absurdism comes in their solution to finding meaning in life. They both agree that the universe is inherently meaningless, but existentialism states that we must create our own meaning. The existentialist mantra (at least of the Sartrean variety) is existence precedes essence; we are born, we exist, and then we must choose to craft our own essence, our own purpose.

Absurdism, on the other hand, focuses on the tension between a meaningless universe and our constant striving to find meaning. This tension is what gives rise to the Absurd. Camus argued that we are all immersed in this tension and are thus presented with three alternatives: we can kill ourselves, we can deny the absurdity and take refuge in myths and religion, or we can embrace the absurdity. To embrace the Absurd is to own up to the meaninglessness of it all and move on, to keep living and living well. Camus famously illustrated this using the image of Sisyphus pushing a boulder up a hill for all eternity. Sisyphus could wallow in the futility of his task, or he can accept his fate and make the most of it. ‘Il faut imaginer Sisyphe heureux.’ Camus said. ‘One must imagine Sisyphus happy.’

There are further differences between the two schools of thought, and many variations within. But both were deeply concerned with how to live and how to confront the millstone of a potentially cold and indifferent cosmos.

[burritodetodo]

The Midnight Gospel. Man, what a trip! Who would know that Pen Ward’s new project inspired of listening Duncan Trussell’s Family Hour podcast with Jesse Moynihan while working on Adventure Time (whew! Sorry!) could be one of the deepest shows of 2020? Only eight episodes of wacky backgrounds and profound subjects of Clancy interviewing random chosen people for his spacecast.

The art of the show brings us back to two Adventure Time episodes storyboarded by Ward himself: S5 Bad Timing and S8 Imaginary Resources from Islands miniseries. The first one is LSP finding and losing love while several creatures wander around the camera; the second is BMO inside a VR MMORPG where they are popular and different from who they are. I can say both are kind of ancestors of the show that has a unique idea: an animated podcast! No one had done this before.

The plot is simple: Clancy, a guy living in a trailer, goes into different worlds through a World Simulator and interviews different people about things that could be simple or quite deep. Could be about love, death, meditation, the souls or whatever. The concept is hard to digest at first, at least it took me two episodes to catch on with. But once you balanced your ears in the topic and your eyes in the action on screen, it’s a quite enjoyable trip.

It is very stoner, yeah, with psychedellic characters and universes, but also cute backgrounds like the Kitten Ship. It has such beatiful music too. I want a Midnight Gospel album, Netflix! The best episodes to me were Trudy (Paulie Shore is the bad guy!), the one of the green oil about meditation that cuts the interview aspect for a “normal” episode where Clancy has to fix his simulator, and the penultimate with a nice chat with Death about death.

But boy, the last episode. It rips your heart and jumps on it many times! It’s very emotional and very sad and I’m not gonna tell you because you got to experience it.

The Midnight Gospel offers us a time for reflexion about different subjects and have a good time with the action happening behind from zombie apocalypse or sailing to riding an elevator with the Devil making out with a sax guy. It’s worth the trip.

Duncan, David Nichtern and Pen Ward (?) breaking the 4th wall on ep 6

[redefinedrose]

[suspend]

I remember seven months ago when i was in singapore (inside river safari) theres a huge tank like this and they play sad classical music and you can sit there for hours contemplating life and it was those times when i thought id give up on you. I pretty much replayed our memories together and before I left the place, I have decided to give up on you. When i came back you asked me “why are you so distant?”, i replied “oh nothing” and as i stare in your eyes i seen worry, anxiety and pain. Shortly after I realized that you’re worth it all and im glad i did cause if not i’d probably lose you then and seven months after- which is now- I know I won’t be as happy without you

[teenagecrush]

[fuckyeahyoga]

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[fat-thin-skinny]

this fucks me up every single time

[acutelesbian]

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

[conceitedtrash]

This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now

[politicsofblackgirlidentity-dea]

This is why I always say I wanna marry some one that’s my best friend.

[d0sesand-mimosas]

this is why communication is so key and you can’t be afraid to talk about shit

i’ve entered friendships with this mindset and will enter any relationship with the same mindset 

[uncookedtrashmonster]

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.