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A Simulation? Maybe.

When a person believes life is a simulation it’s difficult to think of it as anything else. If life isn’t real, what is it? I mean it has to be something right? I’m not sure anymore what this life is. Life is such a fragile thing. It comes and goes in the blink of an eye. Who knows how long we have been plugged into the great machine. How long have we been connected? Unable to actually move. Our minds are fed what the machine wants us to think and believe. If the thinking is done for us, then we do not control this life. It is being controlled for us. If we don’t control our lives, who is in control? Do we have the ability to make choices in this life? Simulation theory suggests we don’t control anything in this life. If that’s the case, who is in control of it all? I don’t have the answer for that. I doubt anyone in the simulation knows who is in charge. I feel like a lab rat most of my days. How else can I explain the things that take place in life? I don’t know that I can. To sa...
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Current State

Life can be difficult at times. I’m not sure exactly how it tends to work but I do know that it’s not a friendly game of chess. It’s hard work and it can suck. Life has a sneaky way of messing with a person. I don’t know all of its tricks and things like that, but it happens. It feels like I don’t have control over much anymore. I wish I could find a way to take it all back ya know? I don’t know how to do that. So many things would be nice to have about right now…I don’t know how to make that happen. So, I’ll keep running. What is it I’m running away from though? Will it ever catch up with me or will I be able to outrun it forever? I’m not sure if I know how to continue onward anymore. One would think I could get past or through whatever it is that’s troubling me. Isn’t that a basic instinct we all have? A basic part of life is to keep moving forward? It’s someting like that, I don’t know if I have the wording right though. I feel like a prisoner trapped in my own mind at times. I do...

Family

Ah family, what is there to be said about family. Family means so much to me. They are my blood. They mean the world to me. Family is part of my life, that’s all there is to it. Without family, we would have nothing. Without family, we wouldn’t know where we came from, our origins. Granted even with family around, we don’t always get the full picture of our ancestors and how we came to be. But I don’t think that really matters, as long as we have some part of the picture, we are a-okay. They say that blood is thicker than water. I mean technically it is , it’s not just a saying. It’s fact. But when that blood comes under fire, you have to go into it headfirst and see what’s going on. That’s what family does for each other. They’re there for each other no matter what. Not every family gets along. Sometimes there are troubles that can’t be solved and rifts form and appear. It can be an unfortunate thing. But it is what it is, and there’s nothing that can be done about it. Both parties ...

Why This Life?

What Is Life? I have been thinking about this question a lot lately. Why this life? Why am I here? What is the point of it all? If you guessed torture and more torture , you would be correct. At least, that’s my take on it all. Life is pure Hell if you ask me. I know you didn’t ask me, but if you were to ask me, that would be my answer. Yep, life is Hell. You think there’s a Heaven and a Hell when we die? I doubt it. I think we are already in Hell. This life is Hell. I don’t know how many times I can repeat that. But it’s worth repeating to get it into your heads. I hear sirens outside right now. I wonder if it’s the police or an ambulance. I don’t have a clue. It’s one or the other for sure. I can’t think of what else it could be. Maybe it’s a fire truck? But they usually honk their horns as they’re going through town to make people move out of the way. I don’t hear any honking. Simulated Life It all brings me back to the conclusion that this life is a simulation. There’s no other...

Psychosis And Trauma

I learned that one can get psychosis from trauma. Say a nasty divorce that ended badly. (Do divorces ever end goodly? Don’t answer that.) I had a mental break in 2020, the begging of it after I went through a bad divorce. Well I wonder if I ended up going through that break earlier when the divorce was going on in 2019. Yeah that’s possible. Divorce was a very traumatic experience to say the least. Luckily I had someone with me who could see what was going on and helped me get the help I sorely needed. Good ol’ Google AI says this: Trauma is a well-documented risk factor and trigger for psychosis, including brief psychotic disorder or post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) with psychotic features. Traumatic events can alter the brain’s stress response, causing an overload that significantly increases the likelihood of developing distressing hallucinations or delusions. If that’s the case? Then yeah, I had that happen to me. The only problem is that the psychosis didn’t go away. No ...

Blast From The Past: June 29, 2019

Another Life Jun 29, 2019 It would be nice to be able to have some kind of concrete understanding of everything. Well, maybe not everything. That could cause problems. Life comes and goes and here we are waiting for something to happen. Whatever takes place will take place. There’s nothing you can do about it. Sometimes you just want to know you’re doing okay. That doesn’t mean you’ll ever have such an answer like that? But it would be nice to know. That’s all I’m saying.