You might like Schopenhauer (The world as will and representation) and Camus (The myth of sisyphus) too. |
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You might like Schopenhauer (The world as will and representation) and Camus (The myth of sisyphus) too. |
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Who looks outside, dreams;
who looks inside, awakes.
- Carl Jung
Blah... I would LOVE to read. I used to read ALL the time, but now I'm too much of an internet junkie to pick up a book :/ |
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This conversation makes me remember that when we talked about the big amount of saved bookmarks we have |
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I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
I have 20GB worth of shows on my desktop that never decreases, watches one, downloads another one... Or I just leave them there for pleasure. |
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Last edited by Carrot; 07-12-2012 at 06:26 PM.
Haha, Camus and Schopenhauer juxtaposed with Bonkers - Dizzee Rascal. |
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Last edited by Wolfwood; 07-12-2012 at 06:54 PM.
Who looks outside, dreams;
who looks inside, awakes.
- Carl Jung
This was it: Pocket (Formerly Read It Later) |
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Last edited by littlezoe; 07-12-2012 at 06:59 PM.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
Lol. |
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I had the most horrible train trip. I woke up at 6 AM to catch my train, and I had a bit of a headache and a stiff neck from sleeping awkwardly. Or so I thought. As the hour of departure neared I realized it was actually a migraine coming on and my head just got worse and I started feeling nauseous: Great. But I still got on the buss heading down to the train station. It's a ~20 minute ride there, and all the motion and bumping and turning makes me feel much sicker. Finally we get there, and I exit the buss and I'm desperately trying to quell the nausea. I fail, and so a minute later I puke all over the sidewalk. It's mostly water, as I didn't have an appetite that morning, but I feel incredibly embarrassed (and sick), and realize it just looks like I'm hung over or something. I get into the train station and wash off, and then I get on the train. All set for a 6 and a half hour train ride. During the train ride I try to sleep but it's difficult, and the awkwardness causes the pain in my neck and the headache to get worse. Also my stomach continuously hurts from being too empty and from having recently thrown up. Luckily though the smooth motion of the train doesn't make me more sick, but I still avoid drinking anything to be on the safe side. Despite getting really thirsty, after a while. The train ride feels endless but does finally come to a stop. Due to maintenance and upgrading of the railways near Oslo we have to stop a bit early and take a ~20 minute buss-ride to get to the station. On the buss my nausea flares up again, and if my stomach hadn't already been completely and painfully empty I would probably have thrown up again. Then I get off the buss and walk to the subway and get on. There are no front-facing seats empty (and no way I'm sitting the wrong way), so I have to stand for the entire ~25 minute ride. Finally I get off and walk home, drink some water and sink blissfully into my bed. A few minutes later I vomit, as I expected (I had brought a bucket), and after washing off again and drinking some more water I am finally able to sleep. I wake up five hours later, and now I feel much better. The nausea is gone and my head and neck only hurts mildly. |
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Last edited by khh; 07-12-2012 at 09:46 PM.
April Ryan is my friend,
Every sorrow she can mend.
When i visit her dark realm,
Does it simply overwhelm.
My 8-year-old just said "What in tarnation?" lol |
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From my rotting body,
flowers shall grow
and I am in them
and that is eternity.
-Edvard Munch
Sounds like a nightmare, Khh!! |
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Damn vandals. |
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Eating is REALLY weird. If you stop doing it, you die. I keep thinking about its weirdness. |
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Back in my day, we didn't have no stock photo images.. |
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Work, fuck my life |
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