The delusion that the world will inevitably turn out fine, despite occasionally saying the opposite. That, and the massive amount of stuff I still wanna do (games to play) and experiences to be had (music to be listened to, shows to be watched, computer mumbo jumbo to be learned)
Anti-depressants.
Because this is the only ride in town, might as well buy a ticket.
My lucid dreams are unspeakably realistic, comprehensively and indistinguishable from reality. It’s like waking up each night into a horrible dystopia.
In my nightmares, there’s a global autocracy, a kind of maximalism of pain which forces people into mass slavery, but it’s not even according to their whims, it’s simply a price for existing.
I’d go on but it’s too spooky and sad.
The rest of the time life’s pretty good.
Well if you’re lucid, can’t you just like fly out of there or something?
I mean, don’t all the dream characters die when you wake up? Seems kinda
Not good
Dietary fiber.
what keeps the water going while it makes its journey from the Alps to the sea?
Mornings are pretty nice.
Wtf?!?!
Bees¹, birds², leaves, oat milk, new jokes, hateful music, ugliness of a dead body, desire³, spite⁴, sonder…
¹Inheritance Cycle reference
²Coots and seagulls and crows
³What you desire is what you lose in death, because your dead.
⁴Pick someone dead you don’t like and laugh that you’re alive and they have to decompose.
My pets. They deserve the best. They’re all so spoiled.
“My pets aren’t spoiled. They are compensated fairly for the services they provide.”
Humanity has limitless stories to tell, and a lifetime of stories to experience already. There’s a lot I want to hear about~
Adenosine triphosphate
Legs.
Coffee. Scary amounts of it.
games, anime, programming, music and lemmy
Providing for my family.