R99 wrote:u r right, but its the negative side of the world. wicked men always thinks in negative way. like turning a tool in to a weapon. but when the tool in its rightful place it wont do any damage. dont think hard on that. its the way of life. (of humans ofcoz). think it in this way, to create energy we need a negative and positive side. balance is a must.
There is no such thing as positivity in the real world. Science completely ruins everything positive in reality you can think of.
i wish i could do that, if u trained ur senses to this level, y not ur mind. am sure u can do it to ur mind too. if u could manage to perfect it , most of ur problem will go away.
The only places I can truly be calm are in Multimedia Design or in a Lucid Dream, not during Meditation itself. While in there, I am in my own reality, and know I am free from the limitations of science and reality and can be free for a while. But when I return to the real world, I get very depressed and negative again, and am often in a bad mood because I have to return.
very funny video. but in real life. thats going to be a problem.
You see why I am mostly a pessimist. I don't have any real positive feelings. Just a hyped like emotion that is like I am on some type of drug.
u know y people tend too bully other people?, bcoz they got bullied too... but they r too week to see through it, so they tend to think bulling other people make them feel better. the problem starts within the family, lack of good guidance and care lead to this behavior. i see u r one of the victim, so sorry to hear it. try to over come it seeing through every thing. there is always a reason to everything happening in this world, instead of thinking its not going to change, do what u can do to change it.... i know its easy to say, but its worth a shot.
Not every bully is like that. Some bullies attempt to do this for power.
Saying there is a reason for things happening...I don't know about that, my cousin was murdered, my 2 really good friends died of illnesses at a really young age (one was only 16, and I was 16), leaving me very bitter and angry in both instances. With my teenage friend, I ended up getting into very bitter verbal and physical fights with his bipolar mother who was verbal and physical right back (her emotions were very bitter and angry, my emotional mood swings were very bitter and anger, and we clashed like 2 angry female Tigresses with claws and teeth out. Her husband and my mother backed far away), and since we both have never forgiven each other for fighting like tigers.
True, survival of the fittest is the way of nature. but think it in this way. hard time make us strong. if everyone lives an easy life that will make them weak. this is y life throws us in difficult time. we need to push on to stay alive.
in this world there r lots of suicides. i know everyone knows y. bcoz they r too weak to fight back in life, they got an easy life till then. but wen the life throw u through some tough time to grow up, they collapse. instead of thinking "it is the end", try to think "this makes us strong". if u take this way through every negative situation, u will succeed to survive. To me this is what meant by "Survival of the fittest."
Tell that to my father, who social works the people who are mentally scarred and people who have become mentally ill from such experiences. Such people are so scarred they may never be the same again, or they become bitter with life.
They abducted her at gunpoint, taking her to a small, half-rotten shack in the middle of the woods where, for the next two weeks, they brutally and constantly tortured, raped, and sodomized her. They ripped out all of her teeth and cut off her breasts, cauterizing the wounds with a clothes iron. One accidentally called the other by his first name, and so, becoming afraid of identification, they decided to kill her. She tried several times to escape, and upon her final attempt, when they found her in the woods, they accidentally split her skull open with a logging chain. And as she lay twitching on the ground, blood and brain pumping out of a fissure in her helmet of calcium, they decided she was too damaged, and they simply shot her to death where she lay squirming in the leaves and mud.
They dragged her back to the hut and, in an attempt to prevent identification, they cut off her hands and feet then set her on fire.
Well … about a week or two later the police dragged whatever was left of her out of the swamp. A deacon (whose piety luckily was not so idiotic as to conform to the Catholic belief that all confessions should stay in the booth and beyond the reach of law-enforcement ears) had listened to the confession of the younger of the two men, who had been driven mad by the guilt and horror at what he had done. The deacon, wisely putting humanity before doctrine, tipped off the police, and they arrested the younger man who subsequently turned in his “partner.” v
WOW. Oh my gosh. No wonder you are so bitter and angry with people all the time. I feel bad for you for losing your cousin.
I feel you losing your cousin. My 3 year old cousin was murdered as well last winter, and his 5 year old brother had to watch his 3 year old brother get murdered right in front of him (crushed to death). The sociopath even tried to flee the scene after murdering my cousin, but 2 big guys saw what happened and tried to kill him for it, and would have if the cops wouldn't have showed up. Guy got a light sentence on what he did too due to his sleazy lawyers (1.5 years in prison), which wasn't enough justice on my family for killing my cousin. Much of my college tuition last winter had to go in paying for the funeral because his family couldn't afford to pay for it (which in the end I got refunded on that year since I had that shock and was out for the season).
Distrust, unfairness, anger, darkness, and negativity, this is why we probably both see the world in this way, and why we both see that in others
There is something to be discerned from the fact that, at the moment, I want nothing more than to kill those two men (who were spared death-row and are presently serving two lifetimes each in prison). Injustice and simple wrong-ness are the most difficult human emotions to grapple with. They consume us to the point of utter insanity and torment and intellectual misery. We like things to make sense. We simply do. Our minds are mechanisms that love order and systematic, rightful processes. When something like this happens, we are not able to comprehend it. The world just doesn’t seem to make any sense. It’s a cruel, mindless, anti-magnanimous machine whose murderous cogs we are trapped within like rats in a trap. Some people like to comfort themselves by saying things like, “Everything happens for a reason.”
You and me both. You should have seen the animation I did of the sociopath in my animation class after he murdered my cousin (although my teacher said I couldn't kill him). I beat him up, had him hit by a train, stabbed by spikes, electrocuted, set on fire (and had everything hanging off of him externally burned off), then I sewed a pig nose, pig ears, and a pig tail on him, forcing him to live life as a pig with third degree burns all over his body. Everyone in my class was throwing up on how...graphic my animation was and said I was taking it too seriously. And I still haven't forgiven him, and continue to kill and torture him in animations, the Sims, and within my Lucid Dreams in the cruelest fashions.
I would, however, like to reaffirm the crucial difference between mental disorder and realism (often misinterpreted as pessimism). I think in nesgirl’s case, she is plagued by mental disorder. Reasoning with her and giving her such a feel-good philosophy as “everything happens for a reason, to make us stronger” will not help her or get anyone anywhere. She needs psychiatric treatment, just as a man with a broken leg needs a physician.
Being a pessimist is the real thing. It means a person sees things in a very negative way, and if you don't believe me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zR47fNGWDuc And according to this video, you CANNOT reason with a pessimist.
Don't tell me what I need or what I don't. I don't need others bossing me around telling me what I need or what I don't. This is also why I hide my injuries from others, because I don't want to be bossed around.