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Registered Member #185
Joined: Thu Mar 30 2006, 10:42PMPosts: 3167 |
Night, if you're comfortable, xfire me sometime and tell me what your father did to have to go to jail. Sorry for your loss, man. And i normally tell people to fuck off of the bible, but if it keeps you sane, go for it, man. I agree with eric, good post. |
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Meteor 2016
Registered Member #316
Joined: Mon Jun 26 2006, 09:14PMPosts: 3503 |
The bible has alot of stuff in it that makes perfect sense. Some people's lives in that book compare to alot of people I know, and even some of my own. I do have some positive outlooks on life, in fact I'm the most hyperactive kid in the fucking books. I just can't stand people that have it all. And I hate the fact that when I get married or something, that I won't have a dad to watch me. I never had a fucking dad to know I got my first kiss, first girlfriend, straight A's, football awards, ect. I'll tell everyone straight out here. My dad was an asshole. I'll start with the obvious: He was an alcohol addict. He drank sometimes a case and a half to two cases a night. He got laid off on his job, collected welfare, and spent most of the checks on beer. He never thought about the need of his family, just for his greedy fuck self. And he didn't care when he was intoxicated either. He beat the shit out of my mom senseless. I would wake up at around 3 30 in the morning with him drunk. There was a little hole in the floor in my room, and one night I woke up with a stomach ache. I heard him yelling at her downstairs to do laundry or something, at 3 fucking 30 in the morning. She claimed she was tired, and he grabbed her by the head, slammed her head off of the wall and she passed out unconscious on the floor, with blood on the floor. All I could do was huddle behind my door hoping he would not come up stairs. I was 4 years old. My mom got up one day and left, to live with a friend that was nearby. So he didn't have her to abuse, so he went for us. Every day, me, my little brother, and 2 sisters got the fuck beat out of us for no reason. Welts from coat hangers, bruises from getting punched, hit with shit, ect. He locked me, my bro, and my sister in a room. All I could hear was my sister screaming "Get off of me". At the time, I didn't know what was going on, but now it makes perfect sense now. If I could, I would have killed the sick bastard. I would kill him now. So finally, one day my sister snaps, calls the cops while on vacation. They come to my house, take me and my little brother away. Doc checks us for bruises and shit, and they find all kinds of them all over our backs. So they place us in foster care, and him in jail. They set him free for a while while the investigation takes place. Both of my sisters plead their cases, and he's charged. On two counts of pedofile rape, and abuse charges. 41 to 52 years in jail. That's the rest of his alcohol shattered life. The ironic part is he still writes to me to this day, thinking that I'm still the scared little child that I was. I'm not. I grew up, I don't care about him, I hope he burns in hell. Fuck him. He even writes in the letters as if he never did anything. Out of the 6 years he's been writing, I've never wrote back. He's 55 years old, and still has another 35 years to go. He's already got health problems and whines that he is "Suffering". Good ridence to his dickhead ass. Now you know my life. That's why I hate alcohol, and drugs. I won't touch it. I won't fuck up like he did. |
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Registered Member #75
Joined: Sat Dec 17 2005, 08:51PMPosts: 3128 |
Nightrider wrote ... That's why I hate alcohol, and drugs. I won't touch it. I won't fuck up like he did. FTW. ______ Wow, that was an amazing story. So you live with your mom now? Gosh, I could never imagine life like that. I guess I DO take all my stuff for granted. Thanks for this. This is by far the best "meaning of life thread" anyones made here. |
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Registered Member #514
Joined: Wed Dec 20 2006, 06:33AMPosts: 1067 |
Night, this was hands down the best post I've read on this site so far. I am sorry that you had to go through that shit but I don't feel bad for you. Let me explain for a second. I don't think you are the type of person from your life experiences that is looking for pity. It's not you. I believe you had an upbringing that could only be described as nothing less than crappy. However, your upbringing has allowed you to experience life with open eyes as opposed to those who are sheltered from it. You now know what is right and what is wrong. You know how you will never act in a relationship and never act towards your children. What you did write about was one of the things that absolutely used to infuriate me as a cop and still does to this day now that I'm no longer out on the street. I can't stand child abuse, domestic violence, rape, sexual assault, and especially any type of child sexual abuse or rape. It used to drive me crazy on the street when I got those calls or had to take the reports. It took every ounce of my self control not to beat the crap out of the suspect when I found them and it took every ounce of my self control not to want to go home and drink those memories away. Hence why cops are usually alcoholics cause some of them choose to drink away the memories of the crap they've seen. But for the crap that you went through Night, I'm giving you a heartfelt sorry you had to deal with that. The saddest part about it is that you aren't alone and not in a small group of people that had to go through shit like that. I saw that firsthand. However, I'm glad to see how you rose up out of it and became a better man. I agree with you guys that letting yourself go in this life is a great philosophy and way to live. However, their are rules and guidelines that you must follow even when letting yourself go. Our society functions because of the rules that are in place. If we just all did whatever the fuck we wanted then anarchy would take over in our society and we would tear each other apart. I am not a Saint by any level. I made mistakes in my life and I learned from them. Like everyone else, I've done things that I regret but I realize that I can't change what I've done so I look forward not backwards. One of my teachers told me this..."You can't change the past. Only make a new future." To a large level, I live my life by that. I don't go to Church every Sunday and I'm lucky sometimes if I make it on the holidays. I would like to be more active and hope to be one day. I was raised Roman Catholic and believe in the system of values that the Church enstills. I also believe in Heaven and Hell and further believe that Church provides an avenue for you to help you find your way when you stray off the beaten path. It is for these reasons and many more that I believe Church is an integral part of the meaning of life. I don't know a lot about other religions but my stepdad is Jewish and I had a friend get me involved in Buddism. I only bring this up because I find that other religions are very interesting and you can learn so much by studying other religions. But, I agree with Night that you should want to learn Religion and not be forced into it. Parties were fun in college and immediately after college. Then they lost their appeal as the real world hit and you realize how stupid it is to drink until you puke, pass out, pee on yourself while you're passed out, and wake up to find your friends drew on your face with a permanent marker. Getting together with a bunch of friends to have a few beers and watch the game or going over to a housewarming party for your buddy who just moved in is cool. I believe the younger parties got us ready for all of this and got the whole let's be stupid out of our system. Parties also provide the opportunity to further refine social skills. Some people don't have any socials sklls at all but come to a party and watch others interract so they in turn learn how to interract. Boom, now they developed socials skills to succeed in the world. I agree that drugs are stupid. I've had to fight with guys on PCP, Cocaine, LSD, etc... You have no idea how much it sucks to try and fight a 300 pound guy on PCP. They are super human and can have their head cracked open by a baton and turn around to look at you and smile. WTF!!?? I am not a big advocate of drugs at all but I know a lot of you are going to bring up Marijuana. I think a lot of people have tried it and I'm not going to discuss it here as seriously the Marijuana subject would be worthy of a whole other thread worth of space. Work is part of life. The real world is full of bills. Both of them run hand in hand. Apartment rent, mortgage, electric bill, water bill, natural gas bill, cell phone bill, home phone bill, car payment, home insurance, car insurance, motorcycle payment, motorcycle insurance, etc... We all work to reach a common goal - Sustain our cost of living and retire well. I agree that there are a lot of shitty jobs out there but there are jobs that will make you enjoy going to work. If it doesn't, then you need to look down the line. Where do I want to be and how can I get there? Will your current job provide you experience to get where you are going or maybe pay for classes to help you get where you are going? These are questions you have to ask. Work is a necessary evil but doesn't have to be evil for you. Make your job position work for you. With that said, let me say this. You need to have goals in life. In my opinion, you should have three layers of goals. Remember this is just my opinion gained from someone much older and smarter than me who passed down his experience to me. You should have short term goals, mid-term goals, and long term goals. These goals should change as you go along. The short term goals are the immediate future over lets say the next few weeks. Your mid-term goals should be a few months out and your long term goals should be next year. Then as you reach your short term goals, the mid-term becomes the short, and the long becomes the mid-term. The greatest part about this... You can always change your goals as your life changes. Last topic brought up of Marriage. Marriage isn't always the greatest experience for some people but I firmly believe people rush too quickly into marriage without ever really getting to know each other. Then a problem arises, and instead or working through it as adults they just say let's get a divorce. If you take a vow to each other that says for better and worse, then you need to give it a chance and work through your problems. Nothing in life is ever easy and you have to work for everything you want. That's pretty much all I wanted to touch on concerning marriage. I agree with Night that every action has an equal and opposite reaction (YAY physics class from way back in the day). Live your life to the fullest but remember there are guidelines. The meaning of life for me isn't certainly summed up in this box but it's a good start to my meaning. Edited Fri Jan 12 2007, 02:13PM |
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Meteor 2016
Registered Member #316
Joined: Mon Jun 26 2006, 09:14PM Posts: 3503 |
Word that Wildcard. That pretty much sums what I said, but in a less explicit and more detailed manor. It's not like I have learned from my mistakes though. I'm still under pressure to do all this kind of shit, and that. It's just how the world is. Humans don't give a shit about each other, and the ones that do, get ignored. Women only date assholes. Guys see girls as pieces of ass. Whatever the situation, we could give a fuck less about each other. Just last week 2 guys got shot by a black person for making racial comments. Why do people have to be racist? The only difference is the skin color. We were all created the same. Yet a bunch of fuckwits decided to get together and make a cult against black people, simply because they are so stuck up with themselves as being a supreme race. Fuck racists. Fuck haters. If you're stuck up with your so called "Unflawed" self, then you are the one that needs to burn under tar and feather. You're a fucking discrace. It's only under my guidelines and morals that I restrain myself from hurting people severely bad. Last year, my neighbor who is my step cousin was all fucked up on alcohol or some sort of drugs. Whatever the hell it was, made him psychotic. He doused his wife in gasoline, and threatened to light a mtach and set her on fire. Now this is to his wife, whom struggles to take care of his kids while his fuckered ass goes into jail. It's only her weird sense of attatchment that he keeps comming back and doing the same shit over again. And, the same year, my neighbor brings her cousin there for a little party. I wake up at 5 30 in the morning to sirens and police cars lined up outside of my house. She died of a heroin overdose. All I could do was stare outside of my window as they carried her away in a body bag, and stare at a person I thought was somewhat good just staring at the ground. You live your life to the fullest, and it gives you one swift kick in the chops. It's not only my childhood that disturbs me more then anything, it's society that disturbs me. It's the thought of what we have become. Money greeds us over, we don't care about anything else. Drugs, Sex, whatever the fucking case is, we don't give a shit. Now we send the good people that never got a chance to be themselves over in a war. We strap an M16 on them and they don't even know the full truth of why they are fighting in the war. Call it a conspiracy if you want, America is in it all for money. Fucking money, people doing what they think is a good cause just for fucking money and power. That's what this world turned into. Prostitution lines the streets. Women give themselves up because they fucked up early in their lives from drugs. They see no hope in anything but to sell their bodies for money. Sad that their only purpose in life was to give everyone a good time just so they can survive. And with that comes the plague of disease. We know it exists, we know when we have it, and yet we still won't do anything to stop it. Mankind is greedy. People know they have a disease, yet they still continue on with sex, or whatever the hell it is. They don't give a shit that they are spreading something that can be stopped if people would fucking admit the damn truth. There's a conspiracy that there is a cure for AIDS. The government won't release it simply to keep the population in check, as if it's not already rising anyways. So the people that were the unfortunete ones have to suffer simply because the government wants to save a few people in number growing in their population. Woo fucking hoo. There are the high points in your life. I'm not going to sound like some depressed weirdo the whole topic. I've mainly expressed all the dark points and what the world has turned into. What we've resorted to. And what we still shall become. You still have friends, you still have family, and you still have someone that is meant for you. One day there might be less divorces. One day children might not have to travel every weekend just to see their dad or mom. One day there might not be prostitution, and people won't have to resort to selling themselves out just to make money. One day there might not be drugs, maybe people will realize that drugs do not simply help you out psychologically, they furthermore damage you. One day there might be a sense of peace among us. Who knows. I don't think any time soon. I don't think it will come to that until we wipe each other out. But then again. Maybe that is for the best of us. Maybe we all deserve to die. We've digged ourselves further and further in a ditch and I don't think we are comming back out of it. That comes to Nostie's idea to live your life to the fullest. I disagree, but not completely. Instead of doing stuff simply for pleasure and self enjoyment, why not make something of yourself? Why not try and develop a cure for cancer, or invent something? To be honest with you all, I want to die saving my fellow soldier in a war that is really against someone trying to hurt us. I'll take the bullet for him, and even if he dies anyways, I'll still feel like a million bucks. All I want to do is be rememered as someone that has changed the world in some way, someone that is a hero. That's what a real hero is, someone that thinks for others and not himself. That's what this world needs more of. |
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Joined: Sat Jan 13 2007, 01:33AMPosts: 1 |
Well ide have to say i agree with "the meaning of life" you only get one chance to live so do what you can wile you can. If there is somthing that you want to do, then do it no matter the consequence unless its like prision or somthing but if its just a small one like introuble at home or somthing go for it. An if your not willing to get in a little trouble then what is the MEANING OF LIFE? Wear bubble rap and a helmet all you life with some nice red knee pads and a pillow tied to you butt? well im just rambeling on im quiet tired havent slept much in the last 3 day's so Live Life The Way You Want. Take a risk once in a wile or buy some bubble rap and sute up. Welp Im off "|тнÑ33| Ãœ Ä»|Ä» β|ŦČĦ" Go live life your way. |
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Anal Assassin
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Joined: Mon Oct 09 2006, 04:58AMPosts: 3848 |
Nightrider wrote ... To be honest with you all, I want to die saving my fellow soldier in a war that is really against someone trying to hurt us. I'll take the bullet for him, and even if he dies anyways, I'll still feel like a million bucks. All I want to do is be rememered as someone that has changed the world in some way, someone that is a hero. That's what a real hero is, someone that thinks for others and not himself. That's what this world needs more of. i cried when i read that part. Night.. ur a good person, tough person, who has had time to think about a lot of shit with a completely open mind, and i respect that. Not many people do, let alone care. And i feel the same way. YEs growin up through my early and mid teenage years i used ot have fun drinking. being dumb, playing madden while wasted was the best. But i got so blasted that i couldnt remember it, so is it really that great. Not to mention the puke or migraine that comes the day after. Its not that great. or to smoke a bunch of weed till u cant remember shit anymore. You cant retain any information... Why would someoen want to live like that. Night. i am sorry to hear about that childhood you had. It sucks, but i wouldnt know anything of it. I had an amazing childhood and life so far that my parents give me. But i have heard stories about crazee shit and i have one freind that has been through shit that i woulda killed myself through. My freind Sal. god bless him, he is the toughest kid i know. Parents divorced, fathers a fag. He has a brother and a sister. sister is young and his brother is younger then him. Hes my age (19). he lives in a small apartment his whole life. He went through the divorce. But he stayed close to his father. He had no freinds but me. We were buddies. In his junior year of high school, which is the most important year because of looking for colleges and taking your SAT's not to mention the stress of the work anywayz, his mother gets a house. They are about to buy it. But one morning when she was making them breakfast, she gets dizzy and falls down. Ambulance takes her away. They get to the hospital and find out that she had a Brain Anurism... or something like that. Major blood vessel in her brain exploded. 2 days later she died right in front of the whole family. Never got o say goodbye or anything. She was single parent taking care of 3 kids. That women was everything in his life. He's stressed in school, g/f dumped him, his beloved mother dies. Talk about shit. They then lose the house obviously. Him and his siblings move into a small apartment with there father. He treats them like shit and they have to take the kids away. He disowns them and never talks ot them again. Now they live with the grandparents. In an even smaller apartment. with only two small bedrooms to fit 3 kids whom two are teenagers. Shortly after the grandmother dies. And the grandfather goes insane.... So being a good freind i let Sal live with me for 6 months. Now he was still goign to school and got into college. Worked part time and went to college. Now he quit college and worked fullt ime for a year. He is now taking EMT classes. And will go back to school. Hes been in 3 car accidents. Pays his own insurance. Has a beautiful g/f. And i respect him to the fullest. He came from shit, worked through the hard times, and is building his life up step by step. And he swore that he will give his children everythign he never had. Night, reading your story and knowing my friend's life, gets me thinking. That i should get off my lazy ass and do somethign with myself. It really puts a whole lot of shit into perspective. I know stories of my father's childhood. I see only about 4 ppl from his side of the family now. His father was a drugaddict. They lived in the south bronx...(horrible neighborhood) ppl dying and shit over there. He lived in a one bedroom apartment with only one window. he had his father, mother and his brother living in that peice of shit. His mother "was" a teenage mother. They got divorced... but somhow he brought up two beautiful kids. And gave me and my sister a life. And weird thing is my father became an alcoholic. And still managed to bring us up this. Hes been sober 3 years now. He used to drink a 12pack before 11am. And finish 2 cases by the end of the day. He quit, and he feels so much better now. I have heard my fair share of life. And this has really put things into perspective. I hope u all read this whole thread and learn something. Stop drinking, (i quit), never smoke anything, (i never did), and dont do drugs, it will fuck your life up. (never did either). Be smart about wat you do with yourselves. You only live once. |
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Joined: Thu Mar 30 2006, 10:42PM Posts: 3167 |
As I've said in the chatbox and to Night, Drinking and doing Drugs doesn't make you an asshole - but if you already are one, it amplifies the effect. Somehow I've avoided addiction to substances, despite my addictive personality... Haven't drank in like 6 months, haven't smoked in like a month (only have once though) |
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Joined: Fri Nov 25 2005, 11:39PMPosts: 665 |
The meaning of life is to live life to the fullest. Simple. |
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Joined: Wed Jan 03 2007, 05:16AMPosts: 18 |
Well to be honest, I didn't read any of these posts, but as an existentialist, the only meaning life has is the meaning you give it. You are free to create your own path within reason and the constraints modern society sets up for someone. The slate is blank, feel free to fill it in as you wish. | ||
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