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41yo legend with 60 dumpster dived slays
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Since my return I'm actually 41 years old now and I know some of you think I'm a boomer who couldn't possibly help you guys, but honestly you do learn shit as you go through life and I want to share shit and actually teach you guys
Life, you know, it's like, this thing we all got, right? We're all here, just, kind of existing or whatever. It's like this big journey, I guess. We start as these tiny things, and then we grow up, like, really slowly. We do stuff, we learn things, we, like, go through experiences, man.
And, you know, there's all these questions, like, what's the meaning, you know? Are we here for a reason? Or is it all just, like, random chaos? We try to figure it out, but, like, it's hard, man. We think we got it all sorted, but then, bam, something happens, and we're like, whoa, what's going on?
We're all, like, searching for happiness, I guess. We want to feel good, you know, have those moments where everything's just, like, chill. But it's, like, elusive, you know? We chase it, and sometimes we catch it, but it's always slipping away, like sand through your fingers.
And then there's, like, suffering and stuff. We all go through it, man. Pain, loss, heartbreak. It's like, why does that have to be a thing, you know? It's like life's playing this big joke on us, and we're just, like, trying to figure out the punchline.
We're all, like, connected somehow, I think. We're all on this big rock together, floating in space. But at the same time, we're all, like, in our own little bubbles, thinking about our own stuff. It's, like, kind of lonely, you know? We're surrounded by people, but it's like we're all in our own worlds.
And time, man, that's a trip. It's always moving, never stopping. We're getting older, things are changing, and we're just, like, trying to keep up. It's like we're in this river, and we're just going with the flow, man.
So, like, what's the point, you know? Is there even a point? We try to make sense of it all, find some kind of order in the chaos. We create stories, beliefs, religions, all that stuff. Maybe it helps, maybe it doesn't. Who's to say?
At the end of the day, we're all just, like, these tiny specks in the universe. We're here for a blink of an eye, and then we're gone. But maybe that's the beauty of it, man. The impermanence, the uncertainty. It's like a big cosmic mystery, and we're all just, like, trying to figure it out, you know?
Life, you know, it's like, this thing we all got, right? We're all here, just, kind of existing or whatever. It's like this big journey, I guess. We start as these tiny things, and then we grow up, like, really slowly. We do stuff, we learn things, we, like, go through experiences, man.
And, you know, there's all these questions, like, what's the meaning, you know? Are we here for a reason? Or is it all just, like, random chaos? We try to figure it out, but, like, it's hard, man. We think we got it all sorted, but then, bam, something happens, and we're like, whoa, what's going on?
We're all, like, searching for happiness, I guess. We want to feel good, you know, have those moments where everything's just, like, chill. But it's, like, elusive, you know? We chase it, and sometimes we catch it, but it's always slipping away, like sand through your fingers.
And then there's, like, suffering and stuff. We all go through it, man. Pain, loss, heartbreak. It's like, why does that have to be a thing, you know? It's like life's playing this big joke on us, and we're just, like, trying to figure out the punchline.
We're all, like, connected somehow, I think. We're all on this big rock together, floating in space. But at the same time, we're all, like, in our own little bubbles, thinking about our own stuff. It's, like, kind of lonely, you know? We're surrounded by people, but it's like we're all in our own worlds.
And time, man, that's a trip. It's always moving, never stopping. We're getting older, things are changing, and we're just, like, trying to keep up. It's like we're in this river, and we're just going with the flow, man.
So, like, what's the point, you know? Is there even a point? We try to make sense of it all, find some kind of order in the chaos. We create stories, beliefs, religions, all that stuff. Maybe it helps, maybe it doesn't. Who's to say?
At the end of the day, we're all just, like, these tiny specks in the universe. We're here for a blink of an eye, and then we're gone. But maybe that's the beauty of it, man. The impermanence, the uncertainty. It's like a big cosmic mystery, and we're all just, like, trying to figure it out, you know?
