All ABOUT LUCK

That's just the kind of person I became, listless, spiritless, that's me. Sometimes I myself can't understand how that was possible for me to change like this. I think and remember who I used to be, all the dancing, all the energy...all dead inside. I thought that this kind of thing only happened to very bad people, evil people....I was wrong..that's just the way the universe works, I could finally learn. It's not about being good or bad, about being nice to people, about caring, about being sympathetic, it's not about any this, it is all about being lucky or not. If you're lucky, it doesn't matter if you are the most evil person on the planet, you'll be fine. So all I can say to anyone who comes to read this is..GOOD LUCK!

 

Sooo.. you're saying maybe we should all buy a rabbit foot key chain?

 

Yeah lucks nice for sure..it's a huge debate this existence we exist in.I create a counter argument for every thought I have that's just as valid as the original thought.The more I experience..the more im starting to think, this might all be some strange test created by a psychopathic creator.

 

Its a interesting theory for sure; one we could probably debate forever. The same argument has raged in the game of poker for a very long time. Skill v Luck. The conclusion of most who play the game well is it is a combination of both. I think thats about right. Life is the same, its a combination of factors that influence the outcomes of situations we find ourselves in. Its impossible to put it down to just luck.

 

It can definitely be hard to make sense out of the world. Often it seems very unfair, like good people get shit on and psychos end up at the top of the pile. I believe that it is the quality of your consciouness that defines the quality of your existence and if you're a shitty person then it sucks to be you no matter how much stuff or status you have. Depression can be a blessing in that it gives us more depth to ourselves and can lead to amazing personal growth. Something I heard once that I liked was not to let depression become your identity. It's just part of lifes ups and downs so keep the faith.

 

I remember seeing some turd grab booze off the shelf and run out the door of a liquor store I was in.The cashier said to me"Those bastards always get away with it." Think about it..what is he really getting away with?He's a bum who has to steal booze..that's his existence.That in itself is justice.

 

psycophopathic creator, I like that, that explains everything

 

Is it? I'm not sure. I used to think this way before it all happened to me. Now, I really don't know because when I think about this bum, I think that he must have all I have no right to have all my life no matter what kind of person he is. In his stupidity he is not aware of the miserable and ridiculous his life is. In his stupidity , he is happy and deeply believes he is cool.

 

LOL well you find the ignorance a gift,"Ignorance is bliss"is afterall what they say. I happen not to say/think that.

I completely understand your view..but lean toward disagreement.

 

Alcoholism is a addiction, addiction is a illness, mental health issues are a illness. That "bum" should have our empathy and sympathy, not be ridiculed for the fact that his life has hit rock bottom and he now has to steal to feed his addiction. We all know how these illnesses affect us, so why pour scorn on someone who is ill?

Sorry, but my own mental illness has had a radical effect on how I interpret these things nowadays. Where I saw a "bum" before, now I see someone who is ill, just as I am ill.

 

Thanks for you honest comment, my friend. I agree with you, yes, it is illness, but at least for some people it is their choice to fight ot just give it up, to accept some help or ignore every helping hand. It all depends on their attitute towards life and towards themselves. Whatever they choose to do, I'm sure they have their reasons , reasons that most of the time are hard to understand or accept but again, it's up to them, it is up to us to decide what to with our lives. What kills me is the fact that no matter how hard you try sometimes all you got in return is pain and sorrow on the other haNd people like this guy ,against all the odds might have the love and care that someone like me will never ever had. And we go back to my theory...it is all about LUCK.

 

Makes sense..BUT then again tell that to someone that was born to a homeless drug addict mother who let the men in her life molest them their whole childhood..or any number horribly scenarios.That sounds pretty unlucky to me when you compare it to someone born to a loving family.

 

THANK you all for your comments, I appreciate that. LUCK or not, I guess we all try our best or at least what we BELIEVE is our best anyway. Maybe the TRUTH is not with me, not with you guys....maybe the truth is with the well known philosopher SOCRATES who said once:
I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing. Socrates

 

There will be no change.

 

I've done it all..nothing impresses me anymore.I'm waiting for a higher intelligent lifeform to come..one that makes are intelligence appear to be that of green slime on a rock.The illusion of these control weirdos no longer wow or inspire me.I find peace of mind in pure nature..where we belong.