As Time Slowly Passes

I realize that my life has no meaning. Each of my jobs have no direct path to success, I am single, live with my roomie, and work to the point that I have no life beyond the bar and home. I have accomplish nothing but I am expected to excel. My family disapproves of my life style, Constantly judging my actions. I am being shadowed by my very successful cousins to the point of humiliation. Any thoughts of leaving are shot down, all ideas are treated as failures. I feel trapped in this small town, overwhelmed by everything surrounding me. All I want is to see the world, all they want is conformity. How do you escape.

By saying fuck it and move?
No one is really bringing you down but yourself.
Save up for a while, don't bother making excess purchases, and just move away somewhere.

Dont give it, things will get better in time , try to make a new goal each day to make your life better little by little

The only reason you think your life has no meaning is because you're weighing yourself down by external bullshit. If you think you need to escape, you'll carry an insane amount of weight on your shoulders, until you meet a premature death.

Take a good amount of time to look at yourself and understand how fucked up you are. You are yourself, do what you need to do. Think about it, you said, "all they want is conformity." Who's expecting you to excel, the people around you, or yourself? Are your ideas failures to others, or you? Do you really want to see the world, or do you just want to get away from the people who are closest to you?

Family and friends are important, but eventually they're all gonna die, and you might be the last one standing. When you look at the "successful" people in your life, why do you measure yourself against them? You are you and everyone else is irrelevant.

You are you. Stop being so fucking stupid, and find your own parameters for success. You can't measure your ability to succeed by the standards that others use, because you're not them. Be real and do what the fuck you gotta do.

Meh. Truly, while I can show some pity, there really is no one to blame but you. Of course your overshadowed and unsuccessful, considering your moaning about there being no fairness just because you didn't decide to act. Whilst you can't change the past and more than likely can't push yourself to strive as from the way I am stereotyping you is that your a portrayal of the average young adult who seems to have failed to succeed in anything because of his reliance on day to day needs, being a freeter, and putting in minimal effort until needed, you can change your way of thinking until it just comes naturally to try to challenge barriers. Generally you would consider two options for any predicament, flight or fight. Generally if you choose flight you'll get cut down and pushed aside and left to think how unfair it was and if you choose fight, you'll sacrifice something that seems to be of value, leaving you at the mercy of two horns that have the potential to gore you and eviserate all of your puny dreams of certainity, of stability. Now, what is there to do about that, not much really other than to do both, fight to take flight. You say all they want is conformity, conformity that would have brought you to safety and assurance whilst sacrificing a worthless artifact of weakness that you seem to cling to, and that your trapped. With these two forming a firing squad that wishes to burn into you failure that is slowly growing, your left with no option but to power through. Seek power, and overcome. Wishes are built on blood alone. You want to go away?Fine, you'll die. Assent and you'll die as well. Reach a balance and you'll perhaps come out alive though. Try your best to salvage whatever you have gained so far on the brink and show that you are somewhat capable, that you can actually do something for once. Perhaps its not in your best interest but really thats just tough, focus is alot harder to gain once your halfway through. Next, fulfill whatever you want, go out and "see the world" and leave, but don't try to escape. Escape carries with it the connotation that you have no power of your own, no free will, and thats pretty obvious considered your weighed down by the muck of the damned, made of the filth that is everyone who couldn't make the climb to glory.No, you must leave, put that which haunts you behind as you now are guarded by the aegis of preserverance.If you fall now, there truly is nothing lower to fall to, if you succeed though that world you wished to just see is now your ultimate conquest.

In summary: stop with this self-pity that your worthless trash.Your tied down by the hangman's noose, but your not dead yet. If thought begets action, thinking your a failure and that you are at a bottleneck with no other options, means you will be stuck as a failure at a bottleneck with no options. Perhaps actually trying for once and working now that you understand the conscequences will help.
How would I escape? While most of this is a bunch of conceited, rambling TL;DR, I personally wouldn't let myself ever get in a place where others can actually cause effect. While you do have to sacrifice of your being, of what you think is important, is it truly worth being an earthworm that will dry as the sun parches its body?Apparently not, as you wish to struggle, but in finality, you allowed yourself to stall and fall from the skies as carrion, only through strength can you pull yourself up, lest you crash and turn to nothing more but ashes.

I don't get to use it often, but my favorite word is ephemeral. I've come to realize that it is the most accurate way to describe anything. There are only 2 constants, shit changes and it ends. I know a lot of people will be pissed because of this, but it is inevitable that God will die. There's no way that god could just exist, it had to have come from something. I don't want to get into a theological argument, but Death's reach extends to everything, no matter how great it is. In the end, Death will take God, and then itself.

All things are ephemeral. No matter how long something lasts, death is inevitable.

Meh I really don't want to start this as religiousfags usually equal Christian hellspawn but
God is viewed as a being beyond space and time,shit changes, but doesn't necessarily end even, it just changes.
It is actually not inevitable for God to die.Various creatures such as certain virii,jellyfish, and inanimate objects do not die,By suggesting God is all powerful, he is in capacity to use the traits he has bestowed on His creations
Death will not take God.God is death and life, and as an astral being, how can He even die?Is there some sort of reaction or proof that He's dead that I can find?
All these arguments ignore Aquinian reasoning, the infallible reasoning that we are fallible, stance on Divine Mystery, and messages that you have left undisputed which we claim He has no beginning or end through your own logic.

You need to stop giving a fuck about what other people think of you. You are your own person and haters gonna hate you know? It's time for you to run out of fucks to give and reignite that fuse inside you. In times like these when you feel like the whole world just isn't in your favor, you need to do something about it! Gotta change that attitude for starters.

If you really want to do something with your life, you need to step up and do it, now matter what people say. People will always try to shoot you down, but their words will mean nothing because at the end of the day, it's nothing but white noise. You gotta go out there finish off the day with a big motherfucking bang! From the way it sounds, your small town seems comfortable in it's little bubble of existence and that might be why other people keep telling you that leaving is pointless, but what I think is that you need to take this little town of yours by storm! Living life as a pathetic existence is not living at all. It's better to keep struggling against the opposing forces than just rolling over and submitting. You have run out of fucks to give and go!

NOW GO! Become a one man army! The burning crusader who knows no fear!! All the speak of failure and judgment will only burn to a crisp in your wake. Soon you shall rise up and BREAK the chains that bind you and break through in an explosion of fiery passion and energy. Because you shall be a force to be reckoned with!

Think about it this way, if God exists, whether or not we can understand it, it is defined my a certain set of parameters. Assuming that the new age people are right, there are at least 11 dimensions, and each dimension has its limitations. Assuming that the highest dimension is God itself, the mere fact that it exists means that it is bound by a set of laws. If it wasn't it would swallow up everything, even those on a lower plane of existence until there was nothing left.



I won't even get into it, but Aquinian reasoning is crap. Whether or not you can observe it, all things die. Over time, even the most durable materials decay. The fact that, at some point, God will die, is a matter of logic.

Think about it this way, God creates all things, but God is just as real as anything it creates. Eventually, everything succumbs to the passage of time. Creation is one step in a process that inevitably ends in death. There will come a time when God, if it is sentient, will understand will come to understand this, if it hasn't already. Death is the counterpart of creation. When the very first thing, God, came into existence, Death followed it.

If you life truly has no meaning, then according to existentialists, you should just kill yourself as the world doesn't give a single fuck whether you exist or not. But you life has some meaning. Is there someone that you want to make happy? Do you want to attain happiness for yourself? Perhaps you should do some other things rather than go to the bar.

Well after much thought, *all of about ten minutes* I realized that the majority of you all were right. I've started to make plans for a move to California once my lease is up in July. Not sure which part yet but I have some time. I applied for a better job to make the cash I need to get across the country and finally told my family what I was going to do instead of them telling me whats best for me. They mean well, but they don't understand my full intentions for my future. Californian life here I come :3

Your early adult life is the time to selfishly pursue what you want, for yourself. Find your niche, settle in. The only nagging voice you should listen to is your own.

Humanity demands conformity. If you do not conform to some group or dimension, you will be alone. Im not talking about the bitchy "i only have 20 friends wahhhh im alone"
Im talking like... your whispering to your fucking pillow because your socially deprived mind is decieving itself to avoid the associated insanity. Doesn't really matter where you move. If you have a chip on your shoulder, its going to be the same thing.

If your like me, and you have some stupid quirk in your mind preventing you from doing what it takes, then you end up posting shit on fakku in hopes someone will sympathize with your plight. Then, once again, your back where you started.
Honestly, we're the only ones around here who arn't complete fools.

Well, at least there is fappage to look foward to. You have my sympathies friend, but theres nothing you can do.