(August 22, 2015 at 9:20 pm)Exian Wrote: I don't even know anymore. I'm at an odd place in life. All the little things that used to make up who I am, I have abandoned. Rexbex mentioned an identity crisis and I think I'm actually having one. The only thing that resembles me is the manner in which I'm dealing with the crisis, which is "meh, it happens." I have an odd perversion in enjoying watching things slip away. Always have. I have (well, used to have) a recurring dream where I'm in my old town, in a bike race, and everyone has left me behind and I feel left behind, so I think I purposely put myself in those situation to face my fears. I remember purposely not telling my parents about a school field trip so I could feel what it would be like to be left out. I find myself doing things like that more and more.Gee, all I saw was the duck. Guess if I look closer, the story goes deeper than the eye can see.
The thing is I'm pretty quick with a quip and people tend to like having me around, so on one hand, people see me as the goof-ball, life of the party type, and on the other, I like to defy those expectations and be curmudgeonly, which is a pretty curmudgeonly thing to do. So I guess in that respect, I resemble my avatar. Plus, I'm a humanoid duck.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.