Is it normal to wake up to fucking reality?

I fucking hate this fucking reality. To have to break my beliefs and break my own rules to make anything work. To have to stop being busy, to have to stop being religious, rational, non-atheist, pessimist, scientific, and all that, and I'm trying to force reality to be exactly the way I want. Do I have all the answers? No! There are no answers. The problem is reality doesn't fucking listen. It doesn't have reason, it doesn't have religion. It has no God, no soul, no spirit, and it gives me depression, and makes me angry. You can't be busy with people, they class it as reason. In fact people think being busy is still reasoning with them, I don't think it is. God fucking hates me, my religion hates me (Buddhism hates me), only my made up religion fucking loves me, therefore you have to invent your own fucking religion and make it extraordinary, better than old religions that don't work any more, it's reality (and my religion is real, it heals on the inside and the magic actually works and makes people happy). Most of my beliefs never work, anywhere, at any time, keeping them to myself never works, I have to break my beliefs and it breaks my spirit. I have no soul left, all of the soul is gone. No love, no happiness, no hope, no individuality, no imagination, it's gone, it's all been broken. I only want to lose my sadness, lose my hate, lose my irrationality, lose my power to be hated, lose my foolishness, my folly, my unwisdom, in fact I want to lose everything that's stupid and break its fucking spirit, lose the soul of it and lose my love for it, then things will be better, I want to have the disability in which I can't have misfortune, and no mirror broken can bring me bad luck, I want to lose my misfortune. And all the time I'm trying to lose my shared reality, I'm trying to create it, a reality where everyone can be reasoned with, where I don't have to break my beliefs, where everything works, a reality where all of everything never tells me what to do, not once, where we all get along, where I don't have to hate mankind, where nothing is hateful, where you can shoot at your leisure, where everything is all rational all Buddhist all the time, where my world is your world, you know what's causing disharmony and irritation in others. Being smart, so I'm trying to fuck with reality to make smartness a belief that works, even one that convinces everyone I'm sane and not mad. Reality is driving me crazy, I stabbed it in the air and it's still alive, still manifesting, oh no! It's a curse that can't be saved! The only way to convince people that any of this is smart and sane is to shoot them in the left brain, they'll be dead and they won't think any more. So fuck with reality, screw with it, play games with it, it's not something to accept the way it is, it has to be changed, completely. Normal?

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33% Normal
Based on 6 votes (2 yes)
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  • paramore93

    What even is reality?
    It's different for everybody (other than brainwashees).
    My reality is horrible too right now but who is to say anybody else's reality is incorrect? Live however you like (without shooting anybody etc) and fuck what other people think. Trying to fit into a brainwashed reality doesn't work if you haven't been brainwashed.

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    • Hansberger

      Woohoo! That's the cure of it, I'll remain irrationalist, non-atheist, and Buddhist, and ignore my reality and its history, not brainwashed!

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      • paramore93

        Well I mean if you think something is irrational I'd listen that thought :P but if it's okay for people to be scared of things from spiders to death and believe in such a vast array of gods then I think it's okay to be scared of and believe whatever you like.

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        • Hansberger

          Correct spelling, it's listen to, not listen, I'm a language purist (a stickler for correctness, or, put another way, one who strictly and often excessively adheres to traditional or established usage, especially in language). Woohoo, double woohoo! Haven't changed a thing. In a Buddhist outlook on life (philosophy) reality's not to be forced, for one can't have mental calm and peacefulness this way, but one is to live and coexist together with one whom one lives. It's not changing again, the only 'belief' that causes disharmony and irritation in me is when those people tell me to do one atom of anything. (when I say I don't have one atom of a cigarette left to share, people will listen to and obey that) They get the picture, I have to be somehow extremist over there, and sometimes minimalist (they haven't printed a damn thing about minimalism, therefore I have to demand for what I want). And by the way there's no getting a belief done, even printed, without a war, even an invented belief (I've invented some of those beliefs). Therefore if I want green vegan I don't receive it without a war against the manifesting anti-belief. Normal or not normal, I have to be too specific and precise. And I have to be anti something: antidisbelief, by being an antidisbeliever, I war against anti-vegan, anti-Buddhist, anti-sea, anti-vegetarian, anti-me, anti-irrational, anti-rational, anti-anti anything (except perhaps my anti-Epicureanism and anti-disintellectualism, I believe in the two and I don't want anti-beliefs in the anti, I even believe you shouldn't be anti-sceptical, but pro-sceptical, and shouldn't be anti-scientist, but pro-scientist, or anti-anti-normal but pro-anti-normal, or anti-normal, but pro-normal, anti-disbelief is very positive).

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          • McBean

            When a mind (like yours) is consuming itself voraciously, chewing, swallowing, relishing in both it's own self destruction, and tasting itself as it shrivels, I say auto-darwinism is improving the species. We all celebrate the terminal feebleness of your own consciousness. Psychoactive medications are your friend.

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            • Hansberger

              No they're not, they're my bullies: they don't support me and I know and hate them. How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not mad, not one bit, if you can dream it you can do it, and what most of us want, even if we think we need stuff to happen, is to bring meaning, purpose and wellbeing in our lives, and also, we don't see things as they are, we see things as we are, that's my reality, and I'm forcing it on you, no website in the world tells you how to make people think you're sane. Is It Normal is dead, it doesn't exist, I dream of ending it so fuck you!

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