PICTURE of YOURSELF THREAD

GypsyBush

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Hahaha. Anything less than a glowing barrel and it goes below freezing...
stoking it cools it off... No good...
summer cabin...
SNAFU...lol...
 

GypsyBush

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Plus the shake moved my doorjam... Opened a big gap....
all kinds of towels and blankets on that!...lol... And the windows...lol...
 

xKuroiTaimax

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Well Im gonna post a pic. This is me....23 years ago lol. What a lil pimp.
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You're actually fucking terrifying, I need to caption that.

depression isnt caused by darkness, more like mental issues. i read books pertaining to siddartha in his earlier days and alot of different buddhism books, i recomend you read "no fear, no death" by thich nhat hanh and actually read it and your views on almost everything will be for the best, it took me 1 reading to understand something that cannot be taught.

gonna go to nepal next year to start my journey to understanding, gonna pay for my plane ticket and passport and leave with only the clothes on my back.
common misconception,kinda.When its light 24 hrs a day nobody is complaining.
I think he's referring to Seasonal Affective Disorder. I have depression whether it's dark or light but I know some people who are perfectly sparky in the summer months but don't just get a little low, they become a suicidal recluse in the dark. I used to get up at 5 to work at the stables and rising and sleeping in the dark can get depressing.

Good luck on your adventure! Just be careful Silicity, let family know what you're up to, take at least a hiking bbackpack and camping supplies. I'm sure you'll meet some interesting people and other wayfarers x
 

xKuroiTaimax

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No formal training. They scared me out of the ballet studio after a couple visits... Never seen what it looks like in the mirror and was told to improvise. Rough preview thing

[video=youtube;PHOU3Wq9paY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PHOU3Wq9paY&feature=youtube_gdata_player[/video]
 

theloadeddragon

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haha.... everytime I see the title of this thread "PICTURE of YOURSELF THREAD" all I see is "PICTURE YOURSELF THREAD."

Im sooooo baked right now.... drowning my depression and the fear/anxieties of what lays in front of me in smoke this morning! Smoked a couple bowls and now... I ashed the last bowl in my hand, it didnt all come out, some stuck in the bottom, so I packed it down a little bit and trying to finish it.... this last little bit in the bottom of the bowl has provided me with more fatty hits than the previous bowls of the morning.... provided me with visions... past and future... Picturing myself...

past- Im picturing myself happy, forcing the image to the front of my mind... smiling outside in the sunshine, on a mountainside surrounded by wildflowers and a waterfall not far away.... with good friends, perfect temps and a gentle breeze, all smiles and happy to be there just..... there.... the view of the canyon below picture perfect through the leaves of the plants and trees we are surrounded by..... picturing myself....

past- Alone and broken, walking on the side of the road.... a backpack on my back and I wonder why I even bother to have that... walking.... just walking... starving... cold and soaking wet... tired sore and sick. Matted hair, dirty, its 40 degrees out and I have soaked pants and a t shirt on... delerious.... alone, walking to no where, to where ever the road goes... not even wanting a ride... wanting to die.... knowing Im not allowed to... its getting dark and I need to find a rock or good tree to sleep under...... picturing myself....

past- Driving and singing.... singing madly, with passion and full force, because the lyrics, the rhythm, and the beats all are components of myself and they build me up, and I have to let it out... all the emotion and the pain and the love.... turning it up louder and louder as I drive faster and faster... a demonic look in my eyes as they see only the road before me... feeling my pulse pounding and rising faster and faster.... images of my past fly through my mind.... all the pain... all the love.... fills my voice... just as the tears fill my eyes.... not about me... none of it about me.... oh the tragidies of this world... the tragedies of my family.... accelerate through turns... passengers giving me furtive looks, gripping the Oh Shit handle.... flying on, singing on.... picturing myself.....

in the future knowing those memories will be repeated or similar, and that I am blessed to have any of it... scared... I will not live in fear, I will face my fears, shed the tears, and continue to love on.... healing and new pains to come... successes and tragedies. I picture myself.
 

SFguy

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907 for life :)
805 baby central cali.. where its 75 degrees outside today and im running in a pair of shorts

Man last year during a power out that lasted a day i lost everything fucking res tanks froze!
it sucked ass! Lost some very nice stuff to
DUDE thats so harsh!!!! i dunno what id do i lived in utah for 2 yrs and i like the snow and cold... but really only to visit

A fucking cord a week dude something must be rong! Are you banking back your stove
If i had a cord of wood in my backyard or a fireplace for that matter.. lol it would last all winter i suppose at least, maybe all year?

Hahaha. Anything less than a glowing barrel and it goes below freezing...
stoking it cools it off... No good...
summer cabin...
SNAFU...lol...
sucks to be you man,u wana come to cali its still warm here i havnt even seen the first frost yet and were in december,a couple of buddies still have plants outdoors.
 

Dr. Greenhorn

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haha.... everytime I see the title of this thread "PICTURE of YOURSELF THREAD" all I see is "PICTURE YOURSELF THREAD."

Im sooooo baked right now.... drowning my depression and the fear/anxieties of what lays in front of me in smoke this morning! Smoked a couple bowls and now... I ashed the last bowl in my hand, it didnt all come out, some stuck in the bottom, so I packed it down a little bit and trying to finish it.... this last little bit in the bottom of the bowl has provided me with more fatty hits than the previous bowls of the morning.... provided me with visions... past and future... Picturing myself...

past- Im picturing myself happy, forcing the image to the front of my mind... smiling outside in the sunshine, on a mountainside surrounded by wildflowers and a waterfall not far away.... with good friends, perfect temps and a gentle breeze, all smiles and happy to be there just..... there.... the view of the canyon below picture perfect through the leaves of the plants and trees we are surrounded by..... picturing myself....

past- Alone and broken, walking on the side of the road.... a backpack on my back and I wonder why I even bother to have that... walking.... just walking... starving... cold and soaking wet... tired sore and sick. Matted hair, dirty, its 40 degrees out and I have soaked pants and a t shirt on... delerious.... alone, walking to no where, to where ever the road goes... not even wanting a ride... wanting to die.... knowing Im not allowed to... its getting dark and I need to find a rock or good tree to sleep under...... picturing myself....

past- Driving and singing.... singing madly, with passion and full force, because the lyrics, the rhythm, and the beats all are components of myself and they build me up, and I have to let it out... all the emotion and the pain and the love.... turning it up louder and louder as I drive faster and faster... a demonic look in my eyes as they see only the road before me... feeling my pulse pounding and rising faster and faster.... images of my past fly through my mind.... all the pain... all the love.... fills my voice... just as the tears fill my eyes.... not about me... none of it about me.... oh the tragidies of this world... the tragedies of my family.... accelerate through turns... passengers giving me furtive looks, gripping the Oh Shit handle.... flying on, singing on.... picturing myself.....

in the future knowing those memories will be repeated or similar, and that I am blessed to have any of it... scared... I will not live in fear, I will face my fears, shed the tears, and continue to love on.... healing and new pains to come... successes and tragedies. I picture myself.
that was deep TLD. thanks for sharing that.
 
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