#existential euphoria

[bluinary]

bro. B

Bro listen to me.

You HAVE to go to Half Price Books, okay? And you gotta ask them for a recommendation. Alright,? and when they recommend romance, say no!! you have just gotten over a shitty breakup, turned down like 5 people afterwards, and are currently battling with an Olympic-level yearner, you don't need another romance, paranormal or otherwise, downloaded to your biological hard drive.

Ask the girl in the DanDaDan hoodie for niche one-offs. When she asks what genre, tell her your last reads were The Last Unicorn and Kafka on the Shore. She'll know what to do. You will come home with this prize:

(P.S.: they have Miitopia for $30 at the secondhand game store next door.)

[ghostofapaganbitch]

[darcylindbergh]

“...euphoria represents a realization that all is strange and alien but it is this very fact that confronts one with the fact of existence.” Being-in-the-world is strange and factual both--the fantastical is part of existence as is reality, and in the convergence of these two seemingly contradictory concepts is where we can find possibility, freedom, and from nothingness, everything: that there is no limit in what we can or can’t do in a space without edges. But restriction is still necessary, because absolute freedom is indefinable in a world without limitation; can or can’t easily becomes meaningless and freedom thus an imprisonment in its own right. Instead, freedom needs responsibility in order to define it, but there’s balance, in recognizing what is strange and unusual and the facticity of it as in-the-world in addition to reality, both in the context of responsibility to both the strange and the real, and there we begin to find that line between euphoria and angst in our existence, and that is where we find the truth of being-in-the-world. Accepting limitation but stretching it--accepting responsibility but deciding how much of it, instead of allowing restriction to take over. 

In short, indulgence and responsibility both in moderation results in freedom. Imagination and reality taken together results in the whole picture of one’s surroundings. Experience both euphoria and angst, and then find the in-between space, and then understand truth.

[darcylindbergh]

i can be kind though. that i can do. 

[darcylindbergh]

i want to live exuberantly!! i want to sing because i have a voice and to dance because i have a body, and to read and learn and discuss because there is so much i don’t know. i want to sink down into words and let them change me, and i want to change them too, to sculpt them, to build them, to wield them. i want to help because people need help and because i am capable, and to give more than i think i have to give. i want to stretch my limits and my boundaries and my comfort zones. i want to spend long days by the water and long nights by the fire and to live always surrounded by plants and animals and to feel, viscerally, all the possibilities in the universe, to count the stars and pick out the constellations and learn their stories and pass those stories on. i want to be bold and also to be soft, and sometimes quiet and sometimes loud, and to forgive myself when i need forgiving and to understand that i am not perfect and that i will not be the fullest extent of the person i can be tomorrow or the next day or even the day after that, but that i can be better bit by littlest bit. i have power. i have strength. i have creativity. and it won’t be a perfect tomorrow, but it will be a good one.

[darcylindbergh]

(a reminder of self, 11/26/2016)

[saiyanhajime]

Existential Euphoria

A few years ago I went to Dollywood theme park in Tennesee for the first time. I live in the UK.

I go to theme parks a lot - that's what I do. That's what I spend all my hard earned cash saving for. I can't explain why I like them as much as I do, but something about them is just magical to me, and roller coasters are the specific draw. The way they look, the way they move, the way they feel.

But I never imagined I'd get to visit some of the incredible places I've had the privilege to go... Destination resorts are one thing, ya know - like Orlando, but I've been to a fair few parks in the middle of nowhere now. I purchase tickets at the gate and am met with confused stares as people try desperately to place my accent.

Dollywood is world renowned park, but it's location always made it somewhere I never thought I'd go. Why would I end up in Tennessee?

It was a warm December night, Dollywood was lit up fantastically in it's annual Christmas glow.

I was with two friends, and volunteered to ride alone on Tennessee Tornado. 

Ascending the lift, I looked up at the most beautiful clear, starry sky I have ever seen. Back in London, the sky is permanently contaminated with light pollution. Here in the Smokey Mountains, true darkness. The faint sound of Christmas music was decreasing as I rose towards the sky under the sound of the coaster train clanking noisily up the chain lift.

I could have cried. What the hell was I doing there? All this way, all that money. Off to the horizon, the gorgeous silhouette of mountains blanketed in trees and fog, and yet I'm here for some steel and wood to throw me around like a rag doll.

I am literally ridiculous.