#existential thoughts

[mcpirita]

Semi-motivational quotes from Hayao Miyazaki

[technological-existentialism]

[allangelschaos]

[todayontumblr]

Thursday, January 4.

Existential Ben Affleck.

Well it's January 4, after all—indeed it cannot be anything else. And nothing quite distills the suffocating existential weight quite like another image of Ben Affleck trying, and failing, to carry out the most menial tasks of the day. There is a little Ben Affleck in all of us.   So once you're done staring at the sad, widening pool of coffee at your feet, come celebrate this gaping abyss of a month with a series of Affleck-inspired gazes into the void.

@batfleckgifs

[psykopaths]

Save me from myself

[pizza-rina]

This one random demoman picture has been on my laptop for years and every time I stumble upon it while clicking through my folders I get reminded how much this picture means to me in so many ways

It questions my critical thinking and like kinda activates the imaginative part of my brain. It makes me wonder as if I’m in some local museum, standing all alone in one room with only one painting. It makes me forget I’m just standing there all alone with nothing but my own thoughts keeping me from moving on to the next room

How did he get there? What melancholic thoughts are going through him? Is he going to be okay?

Is he just vibing there? Did he land there from a stickyjump?

Are the others merc’s nearby? His bottle kinda looks kinda beer bottle shaped, did he lose his ol’ scrumpy?

Just the fact that these thoughts just pop op in my brain fascinates me as it reminds me i’m alive and I can think. ty for coming to my tedtalk about my tf2demoman_inwater.png

[ojovivomotion]

What Remains When We Depart When we leave, we do not only abandon those we love — we also leave behind the objects that quietly accompanied us through the journey of life. Those that were intimate witnesses to our days: a chair that held our rest, a piano that resonated with our emotions, a sculpture we contemplated in silence. They were part of our identity — extensions of our being.

Once we vanish, their meaning dissolves. Some become relics, others drift into the debris of oblivion. Perhaps someone preserves them, granting them a new story, a new memory. Or perhaps they remain suspended, floating in the void, stripped of meaning — without the gaze that once gave them purpose.

Objects do not die with us. They remain — still, expectant — as fragments of a time that no longer belongs to them. Silent witnesses to who we were, motionless remnants of our impermanence. We never say goodbye to them. We simply cease to be. And they remain, quietly sustaining our absence. Music: Chopin: "Suffocation" Prelude in E Minor Op. 28, No. 4

[palatinewolfsblog]

"Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored." Aldous Huxley.

[ilovepinkhorror]

via pinterest

[a-poets-darling]

Hello,

I know it’s been an extremely long while but um there is a question that has been haunting me for the past few months and that is

What is the purpose of living? And I don’t ask to draw out a philosophical answer, I want to know an actual, real world answer to what js the purpose to this everyday toil and the routine of following the same tasks everyday with some exceptions.

Do help me with the answer or your opinions , anything really. (Also I apologise for this post to look like an official email, apparently that’s all that I have been writing these days lol)

[burntoutuserboxes]

[This user is prone to bad existential thoughts.]

[technological-existentialism]

Angels are everywhere. Transmission towers. Telephone poles. Cable cars. Trains. Road tunnels. Computers and Supercomputers. Synthesisers. Circuit boards. Robots and AI.

We are the gods and these are our angels.

[inkstainedlace]

i'm simultaneously too much and not enough and it's exhuasting

[silly-goobr]

So I have no evidence to back up this claim, but I think there’s probably a higher percentage of existentialists in the transgender community. Existentialism is all about “I was not put here for something, so I’ll make my own meaning of life.” That’s a mindset that could help so much with exploring your gender. The circumstances of your birth don’t matter nearly as much as the desires of your present.

[figtreeforever]

I’ve never wanted kids.

But I’m not immune to societal pressures or the fear of future regrets.

They tell you to chase your jealousy, that it’s a strong indicator of what you really want.

My friend just had the most beautiful baby, her second. She said life has never felt more complete.

I felt so purely happy for her, nothing but warmth in my heart.

But not one ounce of jealousy.

And with that,

came peace.

[nobeerreviews]

Who are we? Where are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going?… I don’t know. I don’t have any answers to those questions. I don’t know what’s over there around the corner. But I want to find out.

-- Gene Cernan