2016-12-19 at 3:13 AM UTC
You're such a waste of life. Spend all day online hating everyone and telling them they're pathetic, when you haven't had a real conversation with another human being in a decade. Instead you think you can substitute genuine human affection and happiness with statistics, that you interpret in your own favor to tell yourself what you're doing isn't killing you. Everything you write is you obsessing over your own mental and bodily processes. Nothing you do means anything, it's like watching a wild animal react to it's impulses in a calculated manner, to try to attain a fleeting feeling of contentment while being trapped in an isolation chamber. Throw in an experimental environmental cue and see how the creature introduces it into the self-preservation toolkit, to prevent it's own suicide from the totally emptiness of it's existence. You really should kill yourself. You're so maladjusted to life you've proudly become your own lab rat.
2016-12-19 at 3:18 AM UTC
Originally posted by the holy ghost
You're such a waste of life. Spend all day online hating everyone and telling them they're pathetic, when you haven't had a real conversation with another human being in a decade. Instead you think you can substitute genuine human affection and happiness with statistics, that you interpret in your own favor to tell yourself what you're doing isn't killing you. Everything you write is you obsessing over your own mental and bodily processes. Nothing you do means anything, it's like watching a wild animal react to it's impulses in a calculated manner, to try to attain a fleeting feeling of contentment while being trapped in an isolation chamber. Throw in an experimental environmental cue and see how the creature introduces it into the self-preservation toolkit, to prevent it's own suicide from the totally emptiness of it's existence. You really should kill yourself. You're so maladjusted to life you've proudly become your own lab rat.
Duh.
Translation: Stop stating the obvious as if you're providing profound insights.
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2016-12-19 at 3:49 AM UTC
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2016-12-19 at 4:28 AM UTC
whichever faggot invented snus needs to die screaming
NEVER buy general white
its fucking T R A S H
i have never wanted to die while consuming a tobacco product that badly
grizzly wintergreen or fuck off
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2016-12-19 at 4:29 AM UTC
aldra
JIDF Controlled Opposition
snus is for eurodegenerates
2016-12-19 at 4:48 AM UTC
reading ancap selfposts is like watching retards fight. Deeply satisfying.
2016-12-19 at 9:40 AM UTC
Rectal administration of T-PAIN is a waste. Just a PSA.
2016-12-19 at 10:41 AM UTC
Interesting, low dose bundy seems to surface mild suicidal desire/suicidality. Took a mere 40-60mg, likely. Didn't take it with the intention to get high. Of course I'm neurologically abnormal and could be hypersensitive, and I also took a higher than usual dose of memantine (Terrible unrelenting intrusive thoughts. It never ends.). I wonder how I'll feel tomorrow. Doubt this would be a superior anti-depressant to ketamine, but of course I haven't done enough research (I still remember the studies you linked to, sploo. Potentially fascinating.) to state that with a high (enough) level of confidence.
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bundy allows you to attain a holy state.
No one is going to save you.
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Tasukete...tasukete...tasukete!!!
True story, years ago I was so pissed at the irrationality of the kanji system (Hieroglyphs! Oh, and inefficiency as well, which I suppose can be a subset of irrationality.) that I rage quit0-and-rationalized learning Japanese, despite (regardless of) not finding it difficult, despite my very poor (possibly? (adjusted(for circumstances/environment))) propensity for human language.
"You can always come to them for your problems. ("You can always be open and honest") "They'll always keep you safe, protect you, tell you what you need to know/hear, solve the problems you can't." Isn't that right, Lanny? Until it's your turn to take the horrific role you never asked for.
That's the wonder of dissociation, it truly allows you to experience the false mind-body dichotomy. And, even further, to realize there's truly nothing there. Cut off my arms and legs and replace them with metal, there's nothing there. Let my entrails flow out, they're disgusting and feel bad, serve no purpose but maintenance. Let my brains burst out so the pain of existence can evaporate.
2016-12-19 at 11:07 AM UTC
so are you finally going to try tripping on bundy for once? it's about time.
what are your intrusive thoughts about?
the most interesting thing about bundy from your nootropics point is that it causes gliogenesis. i can't think of any other drug that promotes glial cell growth.
2016-12-19 at 11:34 AM UTC
Glial cells! That was it! The "glue" of the brain, a potential key to general cognitive ability. A major part of the reason why I experimented with freeze dried/lyophilized royal jelly (potentially fascinating substance), particularly when combined with sublingual vinpocetine for vasodilation, increasing bioavailability. Of course a bit more thought may have resurfaced this data, to be clear, but what is worthy of commanding significant thought nowadays?
My intrusive thoughts...well, they generally center around the most negative (subjective/emotional (impact)) aspects of (human) existence. Really should have been taking more memantine, but fell into a mindless apathetic habit. No real excuses (worthiness).
Ultimately, psychedelics, whatever their potential, will likely be a realm that will always remain closed to me. I doubt there's really anything there, regardless.
2016-12-19 at 12:37 PM UTC
What if god is (was) like a father and he committed suicide when he realized how we turned out, fully realized what he had done and that nothing could truly atone for it.
No, I’m not tripping or seriously believe this, it’s just an interesting story for why things turned out the way they did.
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