Reverted into being a baby eh? Well I believe that's what they call "The Circle of Life" ;D
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Nothing terrible on the outside. I got a haircut today and I am more gray at the sides. I'm getting to the stage now where I don't care so much. You get older and you spend more of your life old than young, so you might as well get used to it. I was born old anyway.
I would answer that in two ways. Last winter I got pretty sick and I realised that my 'body as machine' liberal approach to life was becoming a dead end and it meant a full on self revolution. I have had lapses, but I know I cannot eat or drink like I did and not pay a penalty. I think mentally I have aged too. In some ways it is good as I read and think a little bit differently, but by the same token my perceptions of mankind are pretty bleak.
When you are younger you are invincible and think the world can change, as you get older you realise yourself and the world are pretty far gone. All that talk of progress was lies as the system decays and they beat the drums of war again and again and again until it becomes an ache in the head that you wish would go away. 'Oh, but she said something racist!' they cry on Twitter and children chase monsters into roads and the bombs continue to fall in wars we all started. We are not at a good point. If you are not jaded, you are likely dead. All you can do is make sure you don't add to the burden of a dying world.
That sounds unfairly doom and gloom as is my way when I get into a flow, but there is the macro and the micro. For me the macro is something a cannot control. I cannot go into Bilderberg and tell them they all a bunch of rotters and send Brock in to beat them up one by one. It would be lovely, but I cannot do that. Instead, it is all about the micro and that ain't so bad.
Indeed. Forsooth. And all that jazz. Invincible when you are young and "progress" is pressing on your wings. Then, ghastliness creeps in, while your hairline recedes. You hear the drums of war and the HypnoMachine, over and over, and alas! You settle for a haircut and a cheese sandwich with Dijon mustard, but hey, its in the moment and cheese---usually a nice medium bitey one like Manchego--- sure beats taking on the whole RIGGED SYSTEM like a hero.
Or Muenster. Muenster goes good with German mustard. "Loewen Senf".
It must be hard finding the time to come on here with all the wasteland you have to walk through each day, and the ravagers that you have to fight off who are trying to steal your cans of beans. I find the opposite...when I was younger I had so much time for playing sports, games, listening to music and reading, and now I can't seem to make enough time, as I've always got to hustle and am either doing overtime or freelance work to try and build something for when I'm old and even more broken.