Inspired by every Mr. Meeseeks yearning for the sweet release of death
Try taking more when your hands are full
You just can't do it.
There's a lot in this life I can't be bothered with. It's a long list, so I won't get into it. There's an equally long list of things I do care about – for a glimpse, find me on Instagram and Twitter, and join my journey to inner peace.
Praise be Man is a spacey, dreamy, dirty, distorted, angelic, hypnotic, post-metal masterpiece by the aptly named American band, Russian Circles.
There is simultaneously no difference and every difference between the world outside your head and the goings-on of your mental life. I don't mean this in some nebulous, everything-is-one sort of way. While that experience of oneness is revealing, this particular train of thought isn't about our relationship to reality; it's about our daily interactions with reality.
Depression is partly phenomenological (relating to direct experience instead of abstract conceptions) and partly biochemical. Both systems influence each other in a feedback loop, meaning both systems can act as cause and symptom.
There's a ringing in my ear;
All too vivid, I fear.
The sound comes from a common source;
I answer, "who's calling" - my voice is hoarse.