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LeatherWIngs rated 3 months ago- okay. i'm a dork, but i loved this. hehe.

GreatDestroyer rated 3 months ago- From the page: "I believe the reason for the existential dread is the fact that the realisation "I exist" has the corollary "one day I won't exist". Realising that one isn't aware the vast majority of the time means that death is in reality only a few moments of wakefulness away. However, the real horror comes with the understanding that even when one is aware, the canoe is still heading for the waterfall and you can't get out. At that point, you wonder whether you should go and do something but that will probably mean going to sleep again."

mannotnumber rated 3 months ago- From the page: "Sometimes I feel giddy at the thought of being alive. Does this mean I'm on autopilot the rest of the time?"

leosun rated 3 months ago- From the page: "The mere fact that I'm actually real and actually breathing suddenly hits me in the head with a thwack. It leaves me giddy. It causes a brief surge of clammy, bubbling anxiety, like the opening stages of a panic attack."

advena rated 3 months ago- "...We plod down the street holding remote conversations with voices in little plastic boxes. We slump in front of hi-def panels watching processed, graded, synchronised imagery. We wander through made-up online worlds, pausing occasionally to chew the fat with some blue-skinned tit in a jester's hat. We watch time and space collapse on a daily basis. Our world is now running an enhanced, expanded version of reality's vanilla operating system. As a result, it's all too easy to feel like a viewer of - rather than a participant in - your own life. And living at one remove can be crippling. You spend more time internally criticising your own actions, like a snarky stoner ripping the piss out of a bad movie, than actually knuckling down and doing stuff. All of which means that those late-night moments of lurching fear, of existential nausea, of basic "I'm alive!" horror now feel more extreme than ever. The gap has widened. Our sleep is deeper. We're like mesmerised rabbits. That explains why we fail to do anything in the face of mounting dangers. We've done piss-all about global warming, the Bush administration, and Piers Morgan's rising media profile - each of which has the potential to destroy us all - because we hardly know we're born."

marymar rated 3 months ago- From the page: "The gap between your stupid face and cold hard reality is increasing all the time. We plod down the street holding remote conversations with voices in little plastic boxes. We slump in front of hi-def panels watching processed, graded, synchronised imagery. We wander through made-up online worlds, pausing occasionally to chew the fat with some blue-skinned tit in a jester's hat. We watch time and space collapse on a daily basis. Our world is now running an enhanced, expanded version of reality's vanilla operating system."
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