I’m delighted when people text back and we have a conversation, though I don’t find it frustrating when that doesn’t happen.

This is mainly because I keep track of important conversations in some external system, messages I’m waiting for, etc.

You never want to be sitting there waiting for a response, the only reason that’s annoying for you is because you have that tug on your mind and you’re not able to do other things until that tug has resolved itself. Keeping track of it externally means that you’re not having to keep track of it internally. That’s what you’re really frustrated at, that pull at your attention that means you’re not able to focus on other things.

That’s not how you respond to someone saying “people are stupid.”

That’s not true at all. If I had the means to do so, I would be donating more, though I’m living pretty precariously myself.

Source?

Are you formally diagnosed? If you had a formal diagnosis from a doctor then that’s something you could point at to your family members.

The lumps in the sand are where they bury the bodies

5: 1, 0, 0, 10, 100. (or 4 if uniqueness matters).

I am sure there is someone else out there who also does this. You’re looking for validation.

If you have the finances, then it’s not a huge issue. If you don’t, then you may want to try and not do this. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Attention is where you place focus on something. This is done through both the action of looking and the action of taking that information in and comprehending what you’re looking at. Attention can be applied to other senses too, such as listening, feeling, etc.

It’s also another word for alertness.

I would say that it’s a bumper sticker, an exclamation, to show that the person driving is fun-loving and country-loving.

Has similar vibes to YOLO (you only live once) as well.

I’ve been down your road and I know it can be scary. Things seem out-of-place, there’s no inherent meaning. I’m sitting at my desk trying to decipher the meaning of life. I get a few notes in where I come to this resolution:

• There is no meaning.
• Life’s meaning is what you make of it.
• Every discovery of meaning simply sparks the search for greater meaning.
• There can be no satisfying final meaning for everything.

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This is something I stick with for a while, that you have to invent your own meaning. I would look out for goals, values, something that I could tie the sail of life to that would keep it from blowing about all over the place. I was looking for an anchor. I felt that there was an inherent need to tie it down with something, anything. Perhaps we can do this for short periods of time, though as we all learn: every time that anchor is uprooted, which it inevitably is, the façade comes crashing down, the sail blows everywhere again, and you inevitably spin out of control until another anchor is found.

It wasn’t until much later, sitting at my desk, that I found the solution. It was almost on accident really. I am sitting there reading this book called The Untethered Soul by Michael Singer, and I am reading this chapter on death. There is something the way it expanded on the idea of life, how death is the one to grant life to you, how life itself is a gift. Without the consciousness, there truly is nothing. The fact of experience is something which is the gift, and we often hide from that gift by shielding ourselves. Life itself serves as its own meaning.

The moment I found this I felt more at peace. There was never any need to tie life down with an anchor, life itself was coming in through my senses and that was meaning in its own right. The sail blowing all over the place is meaning. The anchor served as an attempt at protection, though I would no longer be participating in this protection. If I continued to tie life down in this way, I would not be able to experience that which is life. I now want to experience more of life. I let the flow of life pass through me, without creating blocks, or doing anything to disrupt this flow. Life just pours in through my senses. This serves me well, and I expect it would serve you well too.

They aren’t being picked from the plant, the peck of pickled peppers Peter picks are from an entrée of already pickled peppers.

The shells she sells are sea shells for sure.

You can also imagine a movable centre.

Let it sway slowly before your forehead and circle your head from time to time, and you will sense the psychology of a bewildered person.

Let it circle irregularly around your whole body, in varying tempos, now going up and now sinking down, and the effect will no doubt be one of intoxication.

(Johnstone, 1987, p. 180).

There’s a book called Impro by Keith Johnstone.

It’s a book about improvisation, though in there there’s a very interesting part on moving your center around when it comes to character work.

So long as the centre remains in the middle of your chest (pretend it’s a few inches deep), you will feel that you are still yourself and in full command, only more energetically and harmoniously so, with your body approaching an “ideal type”.

As soon as you try to shift the centre to some other place within or outside your body, you will feel that your whole psychological and physical attitude will change, just as it changes when you step into an imaginary body.

You will notice that the centre is able to draw and concentrate your whole being into one spot from which your activity emanates and radiates.

(Johnstone, 1987, p. 179).

I had to look up what cuckold is, though honestly you do you. “Cuckold” sounds kind of derogatory, kind of like the N word.

As long as everyone on-board is consenting, I don’t see a problem.

Sounds like a bit of both; I don’t believe she’s lying to you though.

The Untethered Soul by Michael Singer talks about loneliness.

Loneliness happens when you’ve:

1. Blocked an experience of loneliness inside of you and;
2. That experience is being triggered through similar events.

Instead of changing the world to accommodate your thorn, to avoid feeling the thorn, you want to accept that you’re going to eventually have to face the thorn in order to get rid of it. Go through life, allow the thorn to be triggered, be aware of the sensations that arise, and then work on relaxing and releasing it as it comes up.

Once the thorn is gone, as long as you stay open and don’t allow another thorn to wedge itself in there, you will be free.

You mention you’re particularly extroverted; I wonder how much of that behaviour is based on resolving an inner loneliness. I’m also one for social situations, though I do it for a completely different reason: I love people. I just really like them. That doesn’t go away.

We could already theoretically simulate a universe; our only limiting factor is the amount of power we have available to us.

It might not be identical to our own universe as we are still missing the necessary knowledge to do that, though who’s to say our host universe has the same laws of physics etc. as ours? It’s not necessary to simulate our host universe, though rather a universe with a specific set of parameters that we decide on.

That specific set of parameters were likely chosen for our own universe.

The idea that it’s theoretically possible that we would be able to simulate a universe of our own leads to the hypothesis that we could be living in a simulation ourselves.