Everyone I know is brokenhearted.

Sounds a bit like a generational rant to me.
The gen-X'er who wrote this just grew up (I'm part of this generation too).

Yes, we were all filled with dreams and ideas for changing the world in the 90's. But the world had other plans.
Now you wake up 20 years later to see nothing has really changed.
Except you grew up and got old. And the world sucks. And people suck. And politics suck. And your job sucks. And even that really expensive espresso machine you bought sucks.
And only 25 years to go until retirement....

Lol, as a poster above me said already, feelingstard!

south floridatard til the end!!

Yeah but you don't whine about it. The blogger is whining and complaining about how he feels because he isn't in control of his surroundings.

LOL yeah I'm every color of the tard rainbow, but I am not a whinertard

:cawahhh:

(I am a wine tard though)

My kinda buddy! We would get along just fine!

I had a sort of epiphany a few days ago. I'm a Christian, but I don't think this applies to just Christians.
I was driving to work, a job I love but it pays little. I have dreams of writing books, but can't seem to get them finished.
So I was praying, asking God to help me with my dream, or it's not his will, to show me his will for me so that I can give up on writing. (I've wanted to write books since I was eight years old so it's a deep part of me)
The epiphany was this: lift my eyes off this world and look up (to him).
We get so caught up in the mundane that we loose sight of the eternal.

So....go visit a friend who's down. Call your mother. Have your neighbor over for dinner. Mow an old lady's lawn. Give. Not money but your time and love.

This world isn't about my personal happiness. When I remember that, I find joy. True stuff, man.

Happiness is a CHOICE. Make it.

All the genuinely smart, talented, funny people I know seem to be miserable these days. You feel it on Twitter more than Facebook, because Facebook is where you go to do your performance art where you pretend to be a hip, urbane person with the most awesomest friends and the best relationships and the very best lunches ever. Facebook is surface; Twitter is subtext, and judging by what I’ve seen, the subtext is aching sadness.

I’m not immune to this. I don’t remember ever feeling this miserable and depressed in my life, this sense of futility that makes you wish you’d simply go numb and not care anymore. I think a lot about killing myself these days. Don’t worry, I’m not going to do it and this isn’t a cry for help. But I wake up and think: fuck, more of this? Really? How much more? And is it really worth it?

- See more at: [link to zenarchery.com]


And I’m not blaming them. The world came apart at the end of the 90s, when the World Trade Center did. My buddy Brent and I were talking about this one night last year — about how the end of the 90s looked like revolution. Everybody was talking about Naomi Klein and anti-consumerism and people in Seattle were rioting over the WTO. Hell, a major motion picture company put out Fight Club, which is about as unsubtle an attack on consumer corporate capitalism as you can get. We were poised on the brink of something. You could feel it.

- See more at: [link to zenarchery.com]

Because they have placed their happiness in the things of this world that soon will fade

This Is Not My Home - Today's Christian Videos
[link to www.godtube.com]

My life here is Temp job

This world is not my home - The A

Yes, you can, if you can muster the energy and inauthenticity, choose to live delusionally and incongruently with your life experiences. But it wont be genuine.

brilliant.
absolutely brilliant.

all sunshine makes a desert.
* i got that from the disney movie, 'blackhole.'

those cult of happiness members suck. with their rainbow pack of markers.

> All the genuinely smart, talented, funny people I know seem to be miserable these days.

It's funny. So smart, so talented but no idea how to LIVE. So when circumstances change, they are exposed for the souless husks they are. Better luck next time!

Happiness is a CHOICE. Make it.