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Articles: An essay on the beauty of suckiness |
Posted by
Schizo on Wednesday, December 19, 2001 - 09:39 AM PST
Why makes your life suck? No, don't answer. I'm just kind of thinking to myself. Kind of thinking of my own life.I think more and more that things only suck if you've decided they suck. Everything has a positive and negative side, and the quality of your experience depends largely on which side you decide to focus on.
For example, I could focus on the fact that I'm desperately poor, and I got knocked up and discovered what an asshole my boyfriend was just about simultaneously. Which is true. Or I could look at it and say "I've learned some valuable lessons about people, I've come through some tough tests with flying colors, and now I'm facing what is probably going to be the most challenging and rewarding experience of my life, and I'm determined to make a success of it."I'm not trying to be some sort of Pollyanna playing the glad game. Believe me, this is an on-going struggle for me, to stay positive. It's probably one of the toughest things I've ever tried to do.It seems that so many goths think that feeling sorry for themselves makes them even more a friend of the darkness. To be certain, many of these people have great excuse to be miserable. Yet would it not be a far more genuine embracing of the darkness to look at those things generally labelled as "sucky", and see them as beautiful and valuable? It's par for the course for a goth to love bats and ruins and graveyards, but how about finding reason for joy in things that would make the "mainstream" say "my life is so dark and horrible."Then would occur the greatest irony of all. Goths, long labelled as those who revel in darkness and misery, would in truth be those who possessed illumination and true joy.Just a theory, and perhaps a slightly crazy one, but it helps keep me sane.Everything is valuable, and all things have their place.
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Re: An essay on the beauty of suckiness
by Ironboots on Dec 19, 2001 - 07:17 PM
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Same here.
I have no cares, and if anything goes wrong I'll probably just wait it out...
A few C's on the report card? Who cares?
I missed out on doing the homework? Its gone now, no use worrying.
My dad hates the fact that I wear skirts? Just two more years and that won't be a problem, brother.
Life collapsing around you? Life's always better after the apocalypses...
The world's a bad place, but its the only one I know of, so I'll just try to have as much fun on it as I can.
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Re: An essay on the beauty of suckiness
by koyote on Dec 21, 2001 - 12:35 PM
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at the risk of sounding stupid and repetitive, for what it's worth my apologies again for my
answer to your post about hospitals being barbaric.
no, i am not sucking up to you.
i was on shmeng the other day and your post "An essay on the beauty of suckiness"
saddened me and i regret unleashing my tongue without thinking.
Have a restful christmas (if you celebrate ) and if you want, remember the old cliche:
"that which does not destroy you strenghens you"
ok, i've said my piece.
good bye.
a.coward aka koyote
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