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So why do we ask for all this superficial entertainment? B/c we feel lonely and bored within our little box. Yea sure, we got a couple of friends. We might know the person next door, but the people on the next block are almost complete strangers. We are strangers and we act like strangers and this is our curse.

You know there was a time not long ago, when young, educated people became sick of the establishment. They wanted to quit the ways of possession, of war, money and egoism. They fled from the big city into the wilderness and founded communities, where they lived and worked together like a human family.

I know that America is known for being the capitalist badass. But isn't it ironic that at a time when the political elite tried so hard to fight the communists in other countries, this peace movement emerged on their very own territory and made love and community their passion. Everytime I think of it, I'm puzzled. But what puzzles me even more is that today nobody seems to give a damn about it anymore.

Where did the Hippies go wrong? Wasn't that essentially a good idea, a great vision for a better world, a real alternative to the materialistic world, that seems like a prison facility, with all its walls, fences and restrictions?

Lets just for once imagine how different it could be. The whole financial system going down and nobody cares b/c we don't need it anymore. B/c we are organized in communities that share and gift each other. No more money, no more trading, instead a society of free contribution. Utopia? I don't think so.

When I go out on the street in my district, first thing I see is cars. About 50% of all the living space in our cities is occupied by the auto industry. There is cars everywhere, cars dominate. And there is many people who seem to like it. But really? For me the car is pretty much a symbol of an anti-social society, it's an egoistic fetish that drains the quality of life.

Where do the children play? Beween the cars, between the skyscrapers? You probably think that the skyline of New York is pretty amazing. I hate it, I'd like to demolish it. Our cities are materialistic bunkers. They are monuments of ignorance, a mockery of life and love. But all the fools sit in their cars, one lane after another. And they think they are hip b/c ad industry tells them.

You know why our life is stressful and miserable? B/c we make it miserable with our ignorance, we are playing dumb and avoid to seek a better life, a fullfilling existence. Instead we sit in our cars, ignore each other and play stupid games. What kind of humans are we? Isn't it true to compare ourselves to the walking dead? Yea, you wonder who the zombies are. It is us, we are the no-lifers, the merely vegetating ones. Just look at this whole generation of zombies.
LOL! This guy makes me actually, genuinely laugh out loud every time!
This one's for you brah:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19VI5bmDUV8
Yes, isolating you would be a very good idea - both for yourself and others around you.
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Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P

WAIT WAIT WAIT, that's not exactly true.

The other night I was taking a giant shit, the kind you save up all week to unload, and just as the last chunk was about to clear the hanger, my ass clinched up and snapped the shit in two. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem; I'd just give a little push, and the remains would be disposed of. This time however, it broke it off so high up that it didn't leave the 2nd piece big enough to allow me any leverage, so this damn thing was more or less wedged in there.

Well needless to say I was quite miserable at that point, though not stressful, until that is I looked over and noticed the toilet paper roll was nearing it's end. For a clean shit it would have been enough, but for this kind of break up shit, you need like five rolls to get your ass clean, and I knew I was in trouble.

I assessed my situation, the misery increasing, the stress mounting.

Then I saw it! More toilet paper! I was saved! I was in the clear! Soon I would be cleaned up and ready to get on with my day and free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment! I was so happy! So excited! So........wait, what? NO!

NO NO NO NO NO NO

Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.

Well I manned up, used what I had at my disposal, and got the job done. Needless to say I blistered and chaffed the hell out of my ass and walked funny for a week, obviously adding the misery and temporarily leaving me with a horrific the stress that I might never walk normal again.

You're right MatteoB! You're right! I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you and I salute you! BRAVO!
Post edited December 10, 2015 by tinyE
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tinyE: Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P

WAIT WAIT WAIT, that's not exactly true.

The other night I was taking a giant shit, the kind you save up all week to unload, and just as the last chunk was about to clear the hanger, my ass clinched up and snapped the shit in two. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem; I'd just give a little push, and the remains would be disposed of. This time however, it broke it off so high up that it didn't leave the 2nd piece big enough to allow me any leverage, so this damn thing was more or less wedged in there.

Well needless to say I was quite miserable at that point, though not stressful, until that is I looked over and noticed the toilet paper roll was nearing it's end. For a clean shit it would have been enough, but for this kind of break up shit, you need like five rolls to get your ass clean, and I knew I was in trouble.

I assessed my situation, the misery increasing, the stress mounting.

Then I saw it! More toilet paper! I was saved! I was in the clear! Soon I would be cleaned up and ready to get on with my day and free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment! I was so happy! So excited! So........wait, what? NO!

NO NO NO NO NO NO

Oh it, it was extra toilet paper all right.....CHEAP ONE PLY TOILET PAPER! This was the kind you dread entering public toilets for fear of having to use.

Well I manned up, used what I had at my disposal, and got the job done. Needless to say I blistered and chaffed the hell out of my ass and walked funny for a week, obviously adding the misery and temporarily leaving me with a horrific the stress that I might never walk normal again.

You're right MatteoB! You're right! I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you and I salute you! BRAVO!
You should write for The Poop Report (http://www.poopreport.com/).
I sin-cereally disagree.

Hippies had a few things wrong: STDs, illogical constructs, dependence on welfare and body odor to name a few. They're still out there, but very few. Most realized that their way of life was unsustainable.

As for destroying things you don't like, I'd recommend being calm and attempting to appreciate things you might not otherwise think of appreciating. Grass and birds and trees are great. But cities have a lot of great things, too. Don't look at the steel girders. Look at Laxmi, the Indian immigrant sharing her family's culinary masterpieces right next door to Antonio, a 3rd-generation Italian pizza and soup master. Every night, they drink a beer together in the back and share gossip with each other and their employees.

Not all of humanity is gangrenous. A lot of it, sure. But not the majority. The wheat grows with the chaff. There's great amounts of good and great amounts of evil all over the place. And it's hardly our place to smash and destroy things that we consider horrid. Instead, transform it. Tame the lion, melt the cynicism and paint the town.

We look like zombies from afar. But taking but one step in, you'll see vibrant life lived every day. We still fight our demons, our pitfalls and our hardships -- sometimes internal and sometimes external. But those don't make us zombies or useless or without value. They make us interesting.
You might feel different when/if you graduate from high school. :)
@TinyE (this garbage Wifi wont display reply buttons), You need the Squatty Potty my friend. Slips out effortlessly, and it prevents formation of hemorrhoids.
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People stick to cynism when they got nothing else to offer. Ok, I'm not a total enthusiast for everything that came out of the hippie movement. I'm not hugging trees or smoking weed and I don't walk around in sandals all the time. Also I'm not anti-technological. I'm fighting against the technocratic, materialistic regime that most people serve like a false god, that has blinded their hearts and minds, keeps them busy all the time, while sucking their lives out.
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tinyE: Ummmm, my life isn't stressful and miserable. I live in a gigantic log cabin, hang out in here all day, never work. ;P
Does your B&B look like the one in Twin Peaks?
It's not "cynism". It's that people think you're full of shit. You're entire post is filled with generalizations from your point of view. Everyone is basically making fun of your narcissistic view.
Personally I find that the older I get, the less and less I view megalomaniac take-over-the-world super villians as the bad guys. In Evil Genius for example you're playing the part of the good guys, sort of :P
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MattheoB: I'm fighting against the technocratic, materialistic regime that most people serve like a false god, that has blinded their hearts and minds, keeps them busy all the time, while sucking their lives out.
Actually I'm pretty sure the only thing you are fighting against is those leather straps.
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MattheoB: I'm fighting against the technocratic, materialistic regime that most people serve like a false god, that has blinded their hearts and minds, keeps them busy all the time, while sucking their lives out.
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tinyE: Actually I'm pretty sure the only thing you are fighting against is those leather straps.
I agree with ShadowWulfe. You need to poop like a unicorn!