All that manual handling training wasn't for nothing, clearly.
A few days ago E6 had a sudden uproar within the ranks of the reddit matrix, and I’ll be damned if we miss an opportunity to shill. My new solo album “Illuminati Bees” came out last week, and I’m currently touring in in the UK. Electric Six has become a well-oiled machine after 16 years in this GD dirty business, and I'm here for you. You called, I answered. You let the vampire in and now I'm not leaving til I get my bag of blood.
Here I am - ASK ME, I’M DICK
Proof: https://i.redd.it/cr2t795208031.jpg
Edit: That's all folks, thanks for playing!! Check here for upcoming E6 tour dates http://www.electricsix.com/ And look for Dick Valentine on tour in the UK RIGHT NOWWWWWWWWWW https://www.facebook.com/dick.valentine.7
The little whiner is nowhere near as strong as my father, and I’ve broken his collar bone three times now.
Full of humor tho they often are, I find that tunes composed of the praises of swolyness are wonderous. Here is one that I have found: https://youtu.be/qnzurkSGBCs
Edit, To be clearer, im trying to find songs about lifting. Already have epic playlists for.
I'm Inner West in Croydon Park, so anywhere within 15 mins drive of me = no worries!
I should establish that this will get kinda personal. I won't give you my entire life story, but I'm going to share some things that may seem concerning, but I want to be able to be honest, so maybe you gain some perspective.
I am diagnosed with bipolar depression, and as such I have a special attachment with kanye. I decided to give me opinions of the songs from the album 'Ye', and share some insight on how I can relate to it and explain (from my perspective) the thought process behind some lyrics from the album and how it reflects my personal experience with BP
- Today I thought about killing you
Listening to this for the first time sent chills down my spine. It definitely spoke to me. I don't think one's opinion of themselves has any relevancy to being bipolar, but I'm not a doctor. Two things stood out to me. >See, if I was trying to relate it to more people I'd probably say I'm struggling with loving myself Because that seems like a common theme But that's not the case here
I think this is a good demonstration of how hard it can be to articulate your problems with BD. In my experience, fatalism Is common with alot of my problems. I feel like he's saying people don't understand his problems, and he's tried to reach out but everyone gives him solutions that don't really have any relevancy to how he actually feels.
> Just say it out loud to see how it feels People say, "Don't say this, don't say that" Just say out loud, just to see how it feels Weigh all the options, nothing's off the table
Sometimes with BP you frequently have thoughts that are irrationally unethical, regarding death, violence, pain, suffering, et cetera.
- Yikes
This song's tone is really striking to me and sorta reminds me of MBDTF in terms of composition. I like the Silver Mt. Zion sample, which gives it a sort of schrodinger's cat effect where it's existing in two states, if that makes any sense.
The song goes back and forth from worrying about his mental health and self destruction to talking about partying and his lavish life. Sometimes, even when I'm with people and having a good time, my mind is in a different, dark place.
- All Mine
This song is alright. Not my favorite song on the album. The "none of us would be here without cum" line is hilarious, but that's all I can note.
- Wouldn't leave
Holy shit, this hit me like a truck. It's hard for me to talk about. Sometimes with BP you just say terrible things to validate how you feel about yourself, negative
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Water is closer to other worlds than we know.
Or maybe we do. We've all heard of the songs that call the young sailor, the deep-fathoms mystique of the sea, the spirits of rivers and lakes, Excalibur held aloft above the calm waters.
Some of us hear them whispering. But other places are not always safe. It took me a long time to learn that. My lesson started when I was small and lonely, in a new place without any new friends. My parents had their own troubles and sorrows, though I didn't understand them well at the time, and when they sat in frosty silence I would escape, lie on the rolling hills, and speak to the skies.
Mostly, the skies just roiled on. But I listened, because I hadn't much else to do. My father didn't approve of the kind of books I wanted to read, for him it was practical or it was worthless. I wonder, now, whether this also eventually applied to my mother, but the depth of sadness in that line of thinking is too great to pursue except in the quietest moments when I don't mind savoring a little pathos.
I listened. And heard the wind, and the small-life that lives in uncut grasses, or tunnels just beneath, the nearby birds, the faint sounds of the faraway road. It must have been weeks before I heard my name.
Jeremy, it whispered, carried down through nearly-still eddies of wind. I sat up, I remember, thinking I had fallen asleep, that it was the sliver of a dream. Or maybe I had just heard my name, the way you do sometimes when things are quiet and no one is there.
Look, it said, and I did, and the cloud had formed into something like a "J." I was just beginning to learn how to write my own name, sometimes did it in the sand that bordered a nearby pond.
"Hello," I said, awestruck, but only for a moment and not at all in the way a grown-up would have been. Children live in a world of magic already, it doesn't give them much pause to see it done right before their eyes.
We are within the sky-water, we see from behind it, they said, and I understood now that a "they" was what I was talking to, behind the reality I knew and on which my father so firmly insisted.
That was the beginning. The clouds told me things, things I didn't always understand, often things about grown-ups in the town. I'm not sure they understood either, and that was why they spoke to me, because I told them what it was like, to be a sm
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He's going in for surgery at 3:30pm Pacific. All your positive thoughts and prayers are appreciated.
Edit: Thank you all for the kind words and omg for the gold! He's out of surgery and looks to be recovering nicely. All your well wishes helped cheer him and his parents up.
as titles says, Im leaving for my first solo trip, a year in central america, and Im nervous as hell. maybe because I grew up looking up to Goku, everytime I get worried or nervous I ask my friends around me to "lift their hands and give me their energy", just as Goku does. I know its silly, but sometimes a bit of solidarity reminds you that everything is goin to be ok.
Im been lurking this community for the past couple of months, and reading all your stories and personal experiences, and it really motivated me.
Cheers guys, I hope ill get to contribute to you, with my own stories and tips.
Hey everyone. Facing my first social event with booze involved tomorrow. I may have been being a hermit for the last 90 days. I am nervous and could use some words of encouragement and tips for staying strong. I know I don't ever want a hangover again and right now my mind is trying to tell me that I can do a glass or two of wine, which I know logically is doubtful. Thank you and IWNDWYT.
I loved fantasy when I was reading frequently but anything with female empowerment/finding ones self/adventure as a theme that would be great.
Also looking for recommendations for books to read before bed so something fairly light would be nice as well.
Thank you!
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