Escaping sounds best to me
Not very noble of me for sure, but it feels deep down that for the sake of optimal mental health, I have to try to forget what is going on in the world.
I won't be watching TV channels anymore, so nothing upsetting the mind there, and when I watch videos, well it'll have to be just music or something directly to do with what i'm reading.
And reading is the royal road of escapism, imo, I write this after 20 heavenly minutes with The Pickwick Papers, and it's gelling for me for the first time, this is literary bliss!!
Any current events I become aware of would come from you other members of SW, which is why with regret and subtle pain of heart, I shall abscond for the most part.
I really don't think talking about what's going on will help anyone and least of all me who has a preponderance towards anxiety, but I will mention one thing,
If all the bizarre happenings has my own country annexed or whatever the right term for it is, my means of existence on a fiscal level would most likely evaporate, and then there'd be nothing I could live on, I'd have to become radicalized then and be a hero for some rebel cause, and I'm just not that type, all I wish for on a greedy personal level is to escape into the time tested worlds of literature, the popular genre stuff too, all the subjects of endearing interest, some on the scary side some on the purely monumental historical side.
It seems that the record of human achievement is turning a corner, and i'm pushing against the tide and wanting and am going to earlier parts of the human experience, and indirectly, yes very indirectly I end up treasuring these relics way more than if the world as it currently is would be some kind of normal place to live,
I'm a bloody coward you could say, but I repeat above sentiment, there is nothing of worth I could say about it all, unless perhaps the reading strengthens my mind enough so that I can speak better about anything I put that mind towards.
As it is now, I am speechless about it all, and wish everyone to know and maybe see as understandable that it is this way, I feel that to speak up about what's going on requires strong roots, and immense conviction, not someone who dilly dallies even with what he enjoys doing.
I must, simply put, must leave it at that on these matters, and by comprehending this post everyone shall know me as "that guy who needs to escape" yeah you could put that on my gravestone, and it would be fitting.
I won't be watching TV channels anymore, so nothing upsetting the mind there, and when I watch videos, well it'll have to be just music or something directly to do with what i'm reading.
And reading is the royal road of escapism, imo, I write this after 20 heavenly minutes with The Pickwick Papers, and it's gelling for me for the first time, this is literary bliss!!
Any current events I become aware of would come from you other members of SW, which is why with regret and subtle pain of heart, I shall abscond for the most part.
I really don't think talking about what's going on will help anyone and least of all me who has a preponderance towards anxiety, but I will mention one thing,
If all the bizarre happenings has my own country annexed or whatever the right term for it is, my means of existence on a fiscal level would most likely evaporate, and then there'd be nothing I could live on, I'd have to become radicalized then and be a hero for some rebel cause, and I'm just not that type, all I wish for on a greedy personal level is to escape into the time tested worlds of literature, the popular genre stuff too, all the subjects of endearing interest, some on the scary side some on the purely monumental historical side.
It seems that the record of human achievement is turning a corner, and i'm pushing against the tide and wanting and am going to earlier parts of the human experience, and indirectly, yes very indirectly I end up treasuring these relics way more than if the world as it currently is would be some kind of normal place to live,
I'm a bloody coward you could say, but I repeat above sentiment, there is nothing of worth I could say about it all, unless perhaps the reading strengthens my mind enough so that I can speak better about anything I put that mind towards.
As it is now, I am speechless about it all, and wish everyone to know and maybe see as understandable that it is this way, I feel that to speak up about what's going on requires strong roots, and immense conviction, not someone who dilly dallies even with what he enjoys doing.
I must, simply put, must leave it at that on these matters, and by comprehending this post everyone shall know me as "that guy who needs to escape" yeah you could put that on my gravestone, and it would be fitting.
46-50, M
