Grilled cheese does sound real fuckin' good right now...maybe these guys will be done with their sword pissing match and let the rest of us philosophers discuss this as well when we get done eating....
Excellent!
That was very tasty! So going back to the original post made that started it ALL!
Zaehet Strife said:
I believe in everything you believe, i believe in everything anyone else believes, i believe in all the religions and everyone's theological claims in a sense. But all with the same understanding that all beliefs are thoughts and different ideas.
An attempt to understand something without knowing weather or not if what we are trying understand is true or false, is real or unreal. I don't really know what's going on in the universe, i don't really understand whats going on either... but i accept that, and i go on with life because i want to live, learn, love, and share.
I don't have to pretend i know or understand something that i really don't know or understand. i am not afraid of not knowing or not understanding anymore, i can still find meaning to life without the support of actually believing comforting fairy tales. But talking about them, and sharing the stories, ideas and thoughts people have and contemplating them all the while understanding that its just us... trying to cope with life, trying to share our fears, worries and doubts.
all the while with the understanding that we still don't know or even understand what, or why, or how.
maybe we'll never know or understand, but i don't think that's the point of life anyways.
I don't believe in all your beliefs, i refuse to consider that the other side of my illogical battle with myself is something selfish only I created, i believe in all religions and everyone's theological claims because I am scared to admit openly I truly am a narrow-minded person. But understanding that all beliefs are thoughts and ideas are kept in my head until moments like right now when I am fucked the hell up on some resin and this legal, fake ass bud shit.
An attempt to understand what I am going through would fucking blow a sober mans head right apart. And then something about be true and false...anyways, I don't really know what in the hell I have just typed, i don't really understand whats going on right now, but if your still reading this obviously you have accepted how equally retarded you are. Next, you will go on with life because you want to live, learn, love, and share.
I don't have to pretend I am a lunatic in public; I can do it right from my keyboard privately in my underwear at home. I can still go on living know that I ramble on to long as well. This in the end will be my precious...precious little tale to all of you. Please share with everyone your feelings so I can learn from your mistakes and one day take over the world; no really, share your stories so I can steal them for campfire tales...
all while I take you for a small one minute journey to fuck with your head.
maybe we'll never know or understand what all this shit means above or below my comment, but i don't think that's the point of life. I would like to think are dreams have a special world that we create to escape. And with that...that is purely personal.
Those are my thoughts any others besides the two negative trash talking nancy's?