Ennui

Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Troll RHP forums?

Originally posted by JS357
Troll RHP forums?

Yeah, I used to get kicks out of it, but nobody baits anymore.

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

model railways.

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Use it as your word in hangman.

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Banjo lessons.

You people are not helping. My existential drift into complete nihilism
is only gaining speed.

time to break out the lego!!

Originally posted by Seitse
You people are not helping. My existential drift into complete nihilism
is only gaining speed.

If you're bored, you're boring.

IOW, make yourself interesting to someone.

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Originally posted by Seitse Thread 159783 22 Jun '14

"The grasp of mortality: in real life and on camera

I've been brushed by death. Really. Due to personal reasons, I've spent months without end at a hospice ward, seeing people walking the last meters or actually passing, right next to me --I mean, in the next bed, in front of my eyes.

So, death has turned into a kind of non-subject for me, something which will happen with or without my consent, and a thing to be acknowledged calmly. Period. That is, until yesterday, when I had the terrible idea of watching actual footage of a police officer being shot. Nothing in camera, as the gun battle takes place outside the frame of the patrol's recorder, but you can hear the guy yelling in horror, feeling his eye has been gauged with a bullet, and you can then hear his last gasps.

Hair raising. I tell you. I have seen, smelled, heard and touched death before. However, for some reason, this particular video (a video!) shocked me profoundly. I don't know why. It's kind of confusing.

Has any of you experienced something like this? Thoughts?"

Mon frère, you seemed so grateful to have returned to the land of the living. Why this angst and ennui? Are you weary?

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Read War and Peace. If you've got time, you've got time.

Originally posted by JS357
If you're bored, you're boring.

IOW, make yourself interesting to someone.

As I stumble through this life,
help me to create more laughter than tears,
dispense more cheer than gloom,
spread more cheer than despair.

Never let me become so indifferent,
that I will fail to see the wonders in the eyes of a child,
or the twinkle in the eyes of the aged.

Never let me forget that my total effort is to cheer people,
make them happy, and forget momentarily,
all the unpleasantness in their lives.

And in my final moment,
may I hear You whisper:
"When you made My people smile,
you made Me smile."

-Anonymous-

¡Viva Mequinho!

Originally posted by Seitse
Other than with random sex and copious amounts
of hard drugs, is there any other way to deal with it?

Don't know.

Don't care.

😀

Originally posted by Suzianne
Don't know.

Don't care.

😀

Always helpful eh?