There is no point.

We were all unfortunately born in one of those stepping stone generations. We'll get a glimpse of an exciting future when we're too old to participate. We're just here to suffer.

basically this

we're only here to slightly improve technology before the real big leap in space travel/man-made energy/new golden age of county x/virtual reality/genetically engineered catgirls appears

we're just here to use the internet lol

Well it's nice to know that no-one else knows.

There is no "point". Take that how you want and enjoy yourself.

The Hollow Men by T.S. Elliot

                      I

    We are the hollow men
    We are the stuffed men
    Leaning together
    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
    Our dried voices, when
    We whisper together
    Are quiet and meaningless
    As wind in dry grass
    Or rats' feet over broken glass
    In our dry cellar
   
    Shape without form, shade without colour,
    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
   
    Those who have crossed
    With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
    Remember us-if at all-not as lost
    Violent souls, but only
    As the hollow men
    The stuffed men.

   
                              II

    Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
    In death's dream kingdom
    These do not appear:
    There, the eyes are
    Sunlight on a broken column
    There, is a tree swinging
    And voices are
    In the wind's singing
    More distant and more solemn
    Than a fading star.
   
    Let me be no nearer
    In death's dream kingdom
    Let me also wear
    Such deliberate disguises
    Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
    In a field
    Behaving as the wind behaves
    No nearer-
   
    Not that final meeting
    In the twilight kingdom

   
                   III

    This is the dead land
    This is cactus land
    Here the stone images
    Are raised, here they receive
    The supplication of a dead man's hand
    Under the twinkle of a fading star.
   
    Is it like this
    In death's other kingdom
    Waking alone
    At the hour when we are
    Trembling with tenderness
    Lips that would kiss
    Form prayers to broken stone.

   
                     IV

    The eyes are not here
    There are no eyes here
    In this valley of dying stars
    In this hollow valley
    This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
   
    In this last of meeting places
    We grope together
    And avoid speech
    Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
   
    Sightless, unless
    The eyes reappear
    As the perpetual star
    Multifoliate rose
    Of death's twilight kingdom
    The hope only
    Of empty men.

   
                          V

    Here we go round the prickly pear
    Prickly pear prickly pear
    Here we go round the prickly pear
    At five o'clock in the morning.
   
    Between the idea
    And the reality
    Between the motion
    And the act
    Falls the Shadow
                                   For Thine is the Kingdom
   
    Between the conception
    And the creation
    Between the emotion
    And the response
    Falls the Shadow
                                   Life is very long
   
    Between the desire
    And the spasm
    Between the potency
    And the existence
    Between the essence
    And the descent
    Falls the Shadow
                                  For Thine is the Kingdom
   
    For Thine is
    Life is
    For Thine is the
   
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.

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Hey Meta. Gonna drop this here. Don't feel like talking to anybody specifically but I feel like saying something now that you brought the question up, serious or no.

I feel you on that.

I'm stuck here in my limbo. I watch the world outside and I listen to things. I just sit here in sickness. I climb up a little bit. Then I go back down. Family seems to be getting along well enough without my help the way I hear.

I sit here and ask myself the same question you ask. This whole thing's torn down my life and put the brakes on everything I know. But outside, life goes on.

All the effort it'll take for me to get out of here. I don't think even I know the extent of it until I go through with it. And I just sit here and listen to the world outside for the time being.

It's very tiring. Listening to all the stupid and the anger out there. There's bright spots, sure. But I get bad vibes about things ahead. Nevermind that, even. I feel like I myself am lost. I just slipped into some pocket where everything has stopped for me yet outside things still move.

Am I going to get out of here? What will I do if I do get out? So many things seem empty to me now. I keep asking myself why I'm still around. Why I haven't popped off yet. I don't know what's keeping me here.

It might be selfish of me to think it, knowing the amount of things given to keep me alive. But if I could trade or give my life to somebody who'd make better use of it in good health, I would. I don't know what's left for me out there anymore.

But seriously, you need to kill yourself.

I really hope you realize one day how many of us actually are suicidal. Because one day, someone here is going to say "Kill yourself" to someone here, and that's likely going to be enough to trigger them to do it, especially when they already think so low of themselves.

Its not a matter of "if" it will happen, its a matter of "when."

Quote from: challengerX on January 29, 2017, 07:41:56 PM

We were all unfortunately born in one of those stepping stone generations. We'll get a glimpse of an exciting future when we're too old to participate. We're just here to suffer.

We have a ton of shit that would seem like magic to people just fifty years ago though, I think people from every time period will feel like they're just a tiny bit too early to experience the one big breakthrough.

We're not waiting for VR, or AR. We're waiting for something major that all of humanity can see as a mission, like space travel or w/e.

If you were to go back in time 50 years and show them all of the things we have now, like the modern tv, smartphones, tablets, and apps, they'd think "Wow, that's amazing", they wouldn't think "This is what the future is all for".

Landing a man on the moon is bigger than all of humanity having an iPhone.

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Quote from: Deci on February 02, 2017, 08:18:56 AM

Quote from: JebBush on February 02, 2017, 02:06:13 AM

But seriously, you need to kill yourself.

I really hope you realize one day how many of us actually are suicidal. Because one day, someone here is going to say "Kill yourself" to someone here, and that's likely going to be enough to trigger them to do it, especially when they already think so low of themselves.

Its not a matter of "if" it will happen, its a matter of "when."

Good, hope you're the first.

Gee Napalm you really are an asshole aren't you? Here I thought you were cool but nope. I won't be the first, because I'm not going to kill myself over an internet forum.

I'd have to have something far worse happen to me now in order for it to be an option. Something REALLY bad irl.

However, those with a weak and susceptible mind here would likely do it if you said it to them, and you would be held liable for it. Its all fun and games until it gets serious. That's how it always is.

With that said Napalm, kindly remove the cactus that's far lodged up your ass, because you have to be asshurt as fuck to tell anyone to kill themselves.

Quote from: Deci on February 02, 2017, 09:41:12 PM

Quote from: JebBush on February 02, 2017, 09:19:00 PM

Quote from: Deci on February 02, 2017, 08:18:56 AM

Quote from: JebBush on February 02, 2017, 02:06:13 AM

But seriously, you need to kill yourself.

I really hope you realize one day how many of us actually are suicidal. Because one day, someone here is going to say "Kill yourself" to someone here, and that's likely going to be enough to trigger them to do it, especially when they already think so low of themselves.

Its not a matter of "if" it will happen, its a matter of "when."

Good, hope you're the first.

Gee Napalm you really are an asshole aren't you? Here I thought you were cool but nope. I won't be the first, because I'm not going to kill myself over an internet forum.

I'd have to have something far worse happen to me now in order for it to be an option. Something REALLY bad irl.

However, those with a weak and susceptible mind here would likely do it if you said it to them, and you would be held liable for it. Its all fun and games until it gets serious. That's how it always is.

With that said Napalm, kindly remove the cactus that's far lodged up your ass, because you have to be asshurt as fuck to tell anyone to kill themselves.

You're the one writing a dissertation, sounds like I struck a nerve. If anyone on this forum killed themselves irl over a shitpost then they deserved it. Now kindly kill yourself.

No.

Jeb! spitting hot fire.