The pit.
- Thread starter luka
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woops
is not like other people
never quote and never do that thing where you post a song with the same title as the thread.
woops
is not like other people
"compelled" is the key isn't it, suddenly you have to have an exciting/dangerous adventure. it's happens right at the start of the invisibles
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
I've seen that look in the eyes of people who've taken too many drugs at a festival and now think everyone hates them.
john eden
male pale and stale
I felt pretty shit this morning. I am in pain and have some stuff going on that will need to be checked out by a doctor on Monday.
So I stayed in bed reading a book. Then I forced myself to get up and delivered some jars of chutney I made to some elderly neighbours and had a chat with them on their doorsteps. Then I went for a rainy walk around Woodberry Wetlands with some doomy choons on the headphones.
Then I cleared the leaves off the path to my front door and had a nice lunch and a cup of tea.
All of this has made me feel a bit better.
So I stayed in bed reading a book. Then I forced myself to get up and delivered some jars of chutney I made to some elderly neighbours and had a chat with them on their doorsteps. Then I went for a rainy walk around Woodberry Wetlands with some doomy choons on the headphones.
Then I cleared the leaves off the path to my front door and had a nice lunch and a cup of tea.
All of this has made me feel a bit better.
WashYourHands
Cat Malogen
Very generous John. Your neighbours will have fun tucking in and talking brushes out the cobwebs. The elderly shielding have had a brutal year.
Philanthropy is a dying art. We’ve arranged for a small choir to visit this street early/mid December to give everyone a dose of live music. 15 singers for £300 quid (a score per singer), the only neighbours who haven’t chipped in are the elderly folks we really want to surprise.
Philanthropy is a dying art. We’ve arranged for a small choir to visit this street early/mid December to give everyone a dose of live music. 15 singers for £300 quid (a score per singer), the only neighbours who haven’t chipped in are the elderly folks we really want to surprise.
john eden
male pale and stale
Awww that sounds great @WashYourHands
Also your post about University really chimed with me. I would have chosen a better course and enjoyed it more if I’d gone age 30.
Instead I combined the usual early twenties hedonism with the bare minimum of work. Which is fine and not something I hugely regret. But something to learn from probably.
Also your post about University really chimed with me. I would have chosen a better course and enjoyed it more if I’d gone age 30.
Instead I combined the usual early twenties hedonism with the bare minimum of work. Which is fine and not something I hugely regret. But something to learn from probably.
Simon silverdollarcircle
Well-known member
Can be a strange satisfaction in the pit tho as well sometimes. Wallowing in your filth. Something comforting in the degradation
This is why those joe wicks glossy people with perfect teeth are wrong and creepy. They don't feel the attraction of the pit. There's something missing in them, a void
Simon silverdollarcircle
Well-known member
The pit reminds us that we are bestial as well as gods. V important
sufi
lala
i literally physically dug myself out of the pit the last couple of weeks in the allotment, getting outdoors and doing something muddy was good,
i'd left the plot alone since the end of the summer so a couple of rainy afternoons the last couple of weekends were needed to drag me and the plot back to currency, back to a respectable connection with the seasons, biology, space/time, etc
i'd left the plot alone since the end of the summer so a couple of rainy afternoons the last couple of weekends were needed to drag me and the plot back to currency, back to a respectable connection with the seasons, biology, space/time, etc
I don't do it so often these days, but I am in fact doing it today and I love it. In bed all day, had last night's takeaway for breakfast, cheese and Olives for lunch, crumbs all over the place. No shower proper stink. watched a documentary on the laptop that I fell asleep to. Slowly watching it get dark outside. Lovely restful thing to do once in a while.
sufi
lala
isnt that the pit?
luka
Well-known member
I've got some kind of thorn in my flesh which means I can't quite really sink into and luxuriate in the pit but I also don't have the wherewithal to stay perky and freshly scrubbed. I judge my overall mental state on my dissensus posts. If they're of a high literary quality and full of exciting insights then I can endure anything. If I'm thinking ok then I'm ok. I get worried when my mind goes dark. That's the only real downer.