Message to the Youths

[skra75]

I'm very tired and feeling philosophical.
Anyways here goes.

This message goes out to all of you people, really not just the young ones.

I'm sitting here thinking about life in general. I've led and am leading a good one, but I think the only way I got here was by paying attention and appreciating life each and every day as I lived it.

Don't piss your life away. When you're young, it's easy. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't seem all that long ago that I was on here bitching about people I found annoying or talking about Keith Richards and Coke and bullshit like that. Or bragging about my global exploits or strip clubs or whatever. But, before you know it, you realize you're holding life by every second in your hands, that your every move - even this move I'm making right know as I type on this Message Board - is a move of life itself.

Shit whips by you very very fast. My advice to all of you is to stop and watch the madness. If you feel like staying up after everyone else has gone to sleep - do it. If you want to become the manager of your own company - only you can make that shit happen. But no mater what you choose to do, don't forget to keep what matters most in your heart - being good and doing good.

Take risks. Tell people that you love them, give big awkward hugs and lavish ass gifts with no thought of getting anything back. Talk to someone you just met on the subway and make them feel like you give a shit. Make no apologies to yourself. Be nice to kids. Enjoy the feeling in your heart, enjoy looking down at yourself and feeling young, dust off those tired ass sneakers and smile. Life is a good thing, enjoy each day - because before you know it, you're an old fart. I'm so thankful I found a girl to kick around with and spend my life with.



Sometimes I wonder - will I still be writing bullshit philosophy in a dark apartment on the Internet when I'm 80 years old? Fuck I hope not. Ha Ha

[beastieboysbaby]

wow....that must of really came from the heart.

thanks for that!

[Dorothy Wood]

sounds like old man skra has been hitting the sauce. ;)

[Waus]

Oh captain my captain

[Echewta]

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Sometimes I wonder - will I still be writing bullshit philosophy in a dark apartment on the Internet when I'm 80 years old? Fuck I hope not. Ha Ha

Whats wrong with that? Why are you laughing?

[russhie]

I totally had one of those sitting-thinking-about-life moments (the moment actually lasted about three months, but whatever) when my ex moved out, and taking stock of shit was the best thing I've ever done. I've never been more responsible for myself and where I go in all my adult life - and I'm happier than I've been in years.

[ET]

Ha! Three months? Same here...

I wasn't exactly happy with myself in my last relationship and you can't make someone else happy without taking care of yourself first. Too bad who I was/am with someone who needed/needs constant validation. Too bad it took so long to come back around.

So, kids, it's better to regret something you did than something you didn't do. Except drugs. From people you don't know personally or from Mexico.

[russhie]

^ my ex, in some ways, caused me to be the girlfriend who needs constant validation. I can't blame him entirely, but I do know that since we've been apart I'm nowhere near as insecure as I was. I mean, I have issues, but what girl doesn't. Right?

I thought that being on my own and dating and shit would make my insecurities worse, but it hasn't, and some days I wonder why I didn't break up with him a year or so ago when I had seriously considered it.

The last bit is totally right. Not the Mexico bit, but the regret thing. If my ex hadn't done something he may/may not regret, then we'd have remained unhappily coupled up. Score!

[ET]

I didn't do something I may have regretted and it came back to bite me in the ass. You never know until you try and you've got to do something wrong before you do it right.

Been taking a lot more chances lately and it's usually worked out for me. I think I enjoy being single now too, mostly, but I miss having someone who depended on me. I'm not as independent as I thought.

I contributed to her behavior by being a kickass, spoilerific boyfriend but I wasn't taking care of myself and then it went downhill from there. I'm the type that can give advice but can't take it. C'est la vie.

So, kids, remember; you've got to do something wrong before you do it right.

[Lyman Zerga]

mid- life- crisis

[paul jones]

my postwoman looks like a hobbit.I can see her from my window right now

[mathcart]

mid- life- crisis

this term no longer means anything.
I feel like I have spent the beginning of my adult life figuring out how to exist in the world while operating in a state of perpetual existential crisis, as it seems, have most of the people I have known.
Those same people in my life are now "settling down" and starting families which just means its a new lens you need to adjust to seeing the world through with a new set of things to worry about.
Which sort of leads into this so called mid life crisis point where people ponder there choices and their place in the universe. Shit if you add the teenage angst and pre-millennial tension my generation was force feed about the inevitability of a shitty future, it almost a zen like state of (worried) being for us. Perhaps potty training and school phobia were the primordial ooze of what has become a perpetual state of affairs.
Who are these lucky bastards that get to have a cute little crisis once in their life for six months anyway? Certainly not anyone I have ever known. Seems like a totally archaic idea. Life is hard and if you are raised to consider it and really evaluate your time here then it gets harder (but maybe more rewarding- I can't say for sure on that).
I guess I meant to say the unexamined life or something... but I'm not convinced its true, I just know I don't know how to shut off, so I seem to be stuck with it and have decided to own it and deal.
I gotta go feel the pressure of the end of my youth weighing down on me. Its all existentially confusin' up in here...

[monkey]

enjoy the mistakes you make as much as you enjoy your successes. the experiences are just molding you into the person you'll be tomorrow.

[beastieangel01]

well said, my friend. (y)

Whats wrong with that? Why are you laughing?


that made me LOL

[MC Moot]

This thread vaguely reminds of that fake Vonnegut commencement speech...


"Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen."

[funk63]

anyone know what fuckn song this is? (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNPAPgh29fM&feature=channel_page)

[yeahwho]

Youths, if you should in anyway find yourself locked in a pet shop overnight, please remember this, you do NOT have to eat a monkey to survive. Youths, life is full of misfortunes and inconsequential moronic episodes centered around any set of the 6,752,522,397 or so assholes here on this planet THEY decided to call earth... I would of just called it fuckerball. Youths when that craving to eat something hits you inside that cold dark pet shop in the middle of the night, try to just eat some sort of pet food.

Youths, monkeys are suppose to entertain us, not be eaten*.
















*I sure hope this message satisfies the judge.