On top of everything, there's no Fear

...honestly, we should probably just migrate over to themes.org..Fear is much more relatable to people than saying "anxiety"...let's not overcomplicate things with fancy labels, folks have enough new stuff and foreign nonsense to deal with already. Traffic is definitely better there, even though I poured my heart into my last 6 or 7 posts...I bet Kenny won't be able to figure out how to register again🙂 ..and this will be my final post...I see there are some cool new emojis, non-verbal communication is going to be way better...plus there's such a thin line between being healthy and being sick👋
To those who aren't following along, this post might seem totally confusing...but to those who are really suffering? Not at all...we could turn this topic into philosophy, sociology, or whatever...best to just call it LIFE
You say Euthanasia..I say Eucalyptus
You say Eukaryotes...I say Eunuch
You say viruses...I say prions
You say Anxiety..I say something indescribable..they call it Fear
You say the Unknown..I say very wise
You say Death..I say I know it, I feel it..I'm alive, not dead..but what about you!!??
You say Krishnamurti..suddenly my conscience starts stinging because of my smoking habit..I think of India and Balasevic and his songs..even Igor(the American) headed off to Bangalore to see Sai Baba last week with Edin(the American woman); she's his first girlfriend and he's an older guy...they're meditating together...something smells fishy to Igor...she's loving it...says everything is so cheap there...I get her completely. Him? Not so much. He's a good guy..my mind immediately jumps to projection and defense mechanisms...I won't forgive you for that Republican Party comment...you shouldn't have done that, old friend...you know it...you opened up more than Bora, Johnny, and Morrison combined...still, I won't forgive you..I'm not that aware or tolerant
I don't quite get where my Energy comes from..you say it's created by Life...big word, that...I'm reminded of Sinatra and his songs...I knew he was just a pawn...there are no Masons, just pawns..I've known that all along
I think Petra was made for me...I was never strong when it came to work..I remember that Lauster book saying that activity comes from thought...possessiveness and commerce..Dragan Lukic comes to mind..reminds me he's from San Diego....I'm thinking of...hm..nothing worth remembering right now...let's rise above it all..and save on all psychic dimensions....yeah...let's choose dissatisfaction...you've gotten to my core...osteoporosis...TILT..System Failure..The Matrix..I actually like that silly doctor better...he even brings in this orthodox psychoanalyst, a total pioneer in analysis...but he's old and seasoned...Kenny loves orthodox psychoanalysts...hahahahahhahahahahahahahahah
..I believed I had gotten to know myself..that my path had been correct, every single
process, reaction—or rather, non-reaction..maybe I loved myself for the first time..decided to persist...looking at Fear as a signpost and a friend...now I'm close to that feeling again....you guys are just you, among 5 billion other people, and you're right....especially since you always thought you weren't...and suffered..more than the rest..yet I hang out with the rest every day....ever since I became self-aware, it's no wonder I fear them...but I'm changing that experience..slowly...I'm incredibly lazy...maybe I am more than the rest after all...but nothing happens without perspiration...dissatisfaction and hatred can wait...easy to be hard!!!!
Those who don't remember get called out again
A man digs into the source of his own pain just to see if it still hurts
Fear is what we know...on that front, I'm no better than anyone else
Only when I walk the edge of the known am I self-satisfied...just lonely...somewhere between the extremes....Heart and love...and you need to be even stronger for that...at least I do😎
I don't know..even Bare sang "Everything is Nothing and Nothing is Everything"....what's happening with him now...reading conversations with God..and he wants to live in the shadows....but I need him
And my math professor says logic is just like bourbon (even though the man doesn't drink, for sure)—a little is fine, too much is no good....how can I understand him..while the kids were just talking amongst themselves and couldn't give a damn about anything
You’ve gotta go to bed with a smile on your face... just to make sure you wake up feeling bright and ready to take on the world!
It's about being fully aware that my life belongs to me—and only me. I want to feel right with myself, knowing I've earned my peace after everything I've learned and all the hard work I've put in. Honestly, I feel like I'm getting closer to my own version of the truth every single day.

Do something
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do something for your own conscience
don't think for a second that you're on your own
step up and take charge already
forget about Fear
there are so many women out there looking for help
so many women dreaming big
so many women just sighing quietly in the dark
it's pure madness all around us
do something about that nervous energy
stop the shaking
be smooth like Valentino
don't you dare hesitate
there's no time left to wait for a better future
no time to sit back and relax
no time to live a second life
nobody stays young forever
man, just get moving already
come on, get a move on
c'mon, make a move
come on...
do something, it's your duty
you know plenty
you aren't some idiot—there's no shortage of those guys
don't lose hope
snap out of it, look yourself in the mirror, and grow up
make sure your voice is heard too
look yourself in the eye and spit at your own reflection
don't mess around
come on...
do something for yourself
something huge
hold onto your pride forever and everywhere
shake things up hard
shut the door on those rotten moralists
lock out the haters
shut out the feminists
close the door on everyone else
come on...
hey, it's just a song, he didn't mean it literally... my Seagull is just singing now... it's beautiful, really lovely, like lying on a dry beach, alone by the ocean🙂 watching you, flying with you, and best of all, having no Fear, standing tall against every storm and every betrayal that comes your way... in your own glory, even if the sea itself cries out, being the master of everything, life blooming high up in the sky... where the sun always shines, and nothing in your sky or on your sea is ever dim... that's kind of how it goes, I don't know exactly.... it doesn't even matter.... a lot of things don't matter.... and then suddenly, the unimportant stuff becomes everything... you aren't stupid.. you're just damn lonely.. and you're scared of your own thoughts... hanging out with ghosts and characters from comics or movies... Flash Gordon.. Flaaaaaaaaaash.....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aa.. king of the impossible... just a man with a man's courage and knowledge... Flash, I love you but we only have 14 hours to save The Earth.. heheheh

I’m jumping in to join the well-wishes and those messages set to DM's "HOME."
As for non-verbal cues, I always hesitate when it comes to using emojis. I actually prefer staying anonymous. It’s just hard for me to show how I feel, even when I know exactly what I'm sensing.
And yeah, every book I pick up or song lyric I read seems to hold a personal message for me. Honestly, it gets a bit exhausting. I dig so deep into everything that I sometimes wish I could just take a break, but life just keeps rolling along. Once you start moving this fast, is it even possible to slow down?

I totally get where you're coming from—realization is such a jumpy, unpredictable thing. Some folks say it’s just an impulse, a raw instinct, maybe even the wildest one of all... and I’m with them. Every song you hear, every movie you watch, every little scrap of info is its own kind of epiphany. It’s honestly the mind's highest superpower. Once it starts, man, it just takes off! You fly right into this massive machine that just keeps grinding, and it pulls you away from what’s actually natural, which can be scary. Feeding the soul is a primal drive, you know? Just look at what happened to you. My own experience? Well, let's just say it’s not exactly "dinner party conversation." You’ve got a tough job on your hands here. Finding security in a world where everything is relative... some people claim it raises your consciousness. Consciousness can be your best friend or your worst enemy. For me, it helped, but I’m still stuck somewhere between two absolute extremes. We always circle back to awareness, don't we? Old ways of thinking aren't easy to shake off; they want to stay "right," and nobody really wants to change—it's a struggle. You have to force it, and that takes work. You have to find a balance and eventually make peace with it. That’s usually the final realization for most people who try to "dig deep." Some people just go numb—like you said—but then they aren't really *living* because they feel so empty inside. You’ve gotta see the job through to the end! What’s your goal here?? To be happy and live without Fear! You might doubt it’s possible, or doubt that you can pull it off!!?? I won't lie to you, it isn't easy... but it is absolutely worth rising up. You might feel a bit more lonely for a while, but if anyone really stops to think about it—if they choose to—they'll realize the simple truth: you are ultimately alone. And once you accept that, that's when the rock 'n' roll really starts. Let go, Larkspur, and remember that just like anything else, this takes practice. In a world full of lies and fiction, you have to convince yourself that you are right and that your truth is the real deal. Keep working on yourself... and everything will fall into place.
It’s wonderful when you sleep
in the soft glow of self-satisfaction
smart enough, tall and wise
But when you wake up and find yourself alone
you step into a void—empty, ugly, sad... like the Twilight Zone... exactly what you always wanted. That eternal chill, Fear, pride... if it doesn't suit you, you can always retreat back to the familiar world, where everything is known, everything has a label and a rulebook... where you're just running in circles. Luckily, you get to choose. You'll see it one day... you can do whatever you want... but literally😲
You'll tremble, you'll think this is pure madness... but you'll know it isn't. Maybe.🙂

. I’ve still got hope in my tank. I’m still a believer—doesn't even matter what it is right now, I just am! Being out there on the front lines, working the field, shows me they aren't wrong.
Look, you're fighting for your life here. For me, it’s binary: it’s all or nothing. If I hit a crisis, it hits hard. It’s like if you were trying to brace yourself with an oak beam when a cheap pine 😢 would have done the trick, but instead, I’m stumbling, tripping, and losing my footing... sometimes I don't even know if I'm still standing at all! You’re fighting this righteous war (even if it isn't actually righteous) just to survive. Since you've already started, don't make it some dull, frontal, textbook legal battle or a mindless grudge match. Make it guerrilla style. Think insurgent tactics! Hit 'em, then vanish... keep moving until you've finally gathered enough tools, people, and experience under your belt.
😛

...honestly, I find myself lost in every single song...
take P. Valjak, for example
Nothing ahead of me, just a long, lonely year
...or maybe I just started thinking about some classic rock bands today
..rare birds die while singing, and I’ve got this intense grudge against Romeo and Juliet—everything feels like a cheap setup lately....ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, out there the cold rain is fallinggggggg
..gotta crash soon...need to close my eyes...quiet the brain...if only I could imagine something beautiful for once...without it immediately triggering some bad memory...I don't know...I actually downloaded that attachment from the phobia thread...the Ship of Fools one...shut your mouth, it’s not worth the breath, they knew where to find me...sons of b*tches (and hey, I’ve got nothing against them...just dancing on thin ice
Can you seriously not see how thin the ice is that we're dancing on? A long, dark night is coming, but even that has to pass eventually😲
And when the rain starts pouring, your lips are the only thing that can soothe me with that gentle touch
If I ever stop believing in love...if I actually reach the point where I have to hate...then I’m riding the carousel of hell...or I’ll just end up falling asleep with the TV blaring like Kenny does...hehehehe...
Who knows, not me, we'll never lose control
The man who sold the world👍

I don't even know😕 if we're talking about a serious illness here, because I honestly don't see how any of this connects back to health at all😕

"Silence is Golden"

Silence is Golden
I am not real
Silence is Golden
No-one will hear
Silence is Golden
Somewhere to hide

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Silence is Golden
I have been broken
Safe in my own skin
So nobody wins

Silence is Golden
Will, someone get hurt?
Silence is Golden
Then I can't get touched
If no truths are spoken
Don't ask me why

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Won't someone listen
Nobody cares and
Something was stolen
So nobody wins

Silence is Golden
Did you hear me speak?
Do you understand?
Did you hear my voice?
Do you take my hand?
Do you understand me?

Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple

Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple

Won't someone listen?
Silence is Golden
My body's a temple
So nobody listen

Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
So nobody listen

Silence is Golden
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But silence is golden

Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
I have been broken

Look, it’s not some kind of sickness or anything... it's just awareness... but man, it hurts! It really does! And honestly? The only way to deal with being aware is to become even MORE aware. Sounds totally backwards, right? But hey, that's just how the world works!

I just can't trust Chair, I can't trust Fight, I can't trust Huss, I can't trust Jay, and I definitely don't trust Canet (especially when he starts rambling about the son sun and the moon's daughter)... honestly, I don't trust anyone anymore. Love? Forget it. Logic? Yeah, right, who needs it! It feels like I need to throw up everything I've ever believed in... 🤮I'm putting my faith in one person again... they've never actually done my job for me, but man, I love them like family... 😁

..dedicated to my good buddy Kenny, who’s obsessed with The Beatles
..'The whole world is closing in around you and we're waiting... wipe your tracks, take one last look at that wall, and raise your hands high.'
..'Go out there and fight! If you stay put, I'll take your life; if you stand your ground, I'll take your honor. The streets are empty, but eyes are watching us from every window... and you already know how dangerous and tough life gets when you're living on the edge... hehe
or..'What are you going to do now that you've hit the wall? You've got no one waiting at home to comfort you... you won't see any romance or ever find peace as long as nothing remains but Fear...😲
..or maybe one of their old classics..'What can you do when Fear grabs hold of you? It's nasty, it's slimy, it makes you feel crazy and sick right when you need to sleep... like those folks lost in Space..hehehhe
..There are guns behind the windows, hands behind the guns, and hearts beating eye to eye, Kenny... time keeps shifting for us behind these barricades, and we'll just keep moving along when the moment comes... The Senators are arriving, people are staring them down, they aren't letting them pass... but now is the time for it

.Heading to the movies to catch Peter Pan... maybe I'll finally start believing in him... let Magnolia keep dreaming for just a little longer

Man, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve totally lost it over Peter Pan.. and honestly? It kills me when Freddy acts all tough and says he doesn't believe in stuff like Peter Pan... or Star Wars... my buddy even says it's just because of > the flaws in the human mind... just keep the faith, right? Anyone who tries to mess with your belief system is gonna get wrecked. Personally, I don't want anyone distracting from the most important thing at the end of the day
so just come sit here next to me
forget everything you thought you knew
just let go right now
stop wasting your precious time
because I love you
I love being the one to guide your dreams
and I really don't get why it bothers you so much
don't even worry about it
just focus on that final thing
and you'll remember it for a long, long time
take another pull of smoke
inhale that drive to keep moving forward
and just take my hand
because I love you
I love being the one to guide your dreams
and I really don't get why it bothers you so much
don't even worry about it
just focus on that final thing
keep me inside you
I feel like I'm wandering through the terraces of consciousness
like something inside me is splitting apart
but I love you
I love being the one to guide your dreams
and I really don't get why it bothers you so much
don't care about any of it—just hold onto your faith... here comes Azure(johnny)

Jane Doe

I asked Jane Doe about the Roman Empire
she didn't have a clue
she just stared at me like she was sensing some kind of omen
this heavy shroud of the Stone Age
walls bleeding
blood
that stoic look on an angel's face
and fire
and birth
and death
I know she felt it all
I saw that glimmer right behind her shoulder
she said
maybe everything starts for no damn reason at all
maybe it all kicks off from the blue
the sound of a blade vibrating
or maybe a song
born from something lived
maybe it's steel
and just for a split second under the light
when it flashes
maybe you like being the ink
maybe you like being famous
you'll never know, honey
I let it take me over
because I swear I heard the song of the knights
and the thuds that make bones snap
and the screams
and the targets
and the slaughter of nameless slaves
and as crazy as it sounds
I knew the noose was tightening around the Emperor's neck
and that the new leader was already sitting on wet cushions
above the throne
she said
what would happen if they plowed over Rome
the way they sent cattle
to graze over Carthage
or
if you had to pull one single hair to save the species
would you do it, honey
or
if you were too arrogant
and let the gods carry you through nine worlds
only to drop you back down extinguished
like a dead herring
is that what you'd want, honey

Can someone catch me up on what’s actually going down in this thread because I'm totally lost on what this whole monologue is even about😕

Look, it wouldn't even be much of a monologue if someone actually wanted to mess with Pup. From where I'm standing, everyone else seems perfectly sane.

I feel way more relieved now... but this is definitely something worth looking into😁

There are still plenty of people struggling here. This space was built for those dealing with anxiety and fear, so I honestly don't get why that bothers anyone. We used to have such a huge community active here, but now it feels like it's just Richard Murphy6 hanging out with a few people who think they're being hilarious. It’s hard enough for people with mental health struggles to open up without having to deal with "clever" remarks. This used to be our quiet corner to vent and talk without feeling judged or harassed. I suppose nobody really feels like contributing anymore. I'm pretty sure a lot of people are still reading, though. It used to be such a warm, supportive place where people actually connected and made friends.
Why mock things you don't understand?

feralbear49, I feel like I need to tell you something... though I'm not quite sure what it is...

Man, I would give you an A+ if I could! (Where is the member rating system, anyway? 😕 ))

Well, you explained it perfectly to them. I don't really read Richard Murphy6 because I can't be bothered trying to connect all the dots (it feels like he just writes whatever pops into his head), but still... let's just say I get him... 🙄

Richard Murphy6, you’re seriously overthinking this, man. Why don't you try actually using some of your own ideas and verses for once? Maybe then everything will finally start clicking into place. I’ve read through all those lists and listened to all the tracks you mentioned, but when I write, I stick to my own voice—unless I stumble upon a killer line from someone else that just fits perfectly. Seriously, loosen up a bit and stop quoting everyone like some pseudo-intellectual hipster in tiny glasses working a desk job. Get out of the house, grab some fresh air, forget about the political nonsense, and go listen to some R.E.M., Radiohead, or some underground indie rap. You'll see things much more clearly from that perspective.
Best, .........................the daughter of a Moon........................................

🙂
Alright, Meseceva’s daughter... honestly, you got me laughing. I’d love to write a poem back at you, but there’s really no point in trying to defend myself. Look, I was just venting for my own sake. I knew I might rub some people the wrong way, but I didn't really care. I rarely even turn on my computer, and when I do, it's almost exclusively for this thread. And no, I don't wear glasses (yet)... but does it even matter what quotes or stances someone holds? There are way too many pseudo-intellectuals out there acting like they know everything when they're just faking it. It’s all fake. At least guys like Bob Dylan or Bruce Springsteen feel a bit more authentic, right? I actually just picked up an Equinox recently, and so far, I'm digging the Circle. Ironically enough, I think I might grab some Atheist rap next—catchy title, and please, no prejudices! I feel bad for labeling things with my messy posts, so I won't lean into that style anymore. I'm not that dim; I have my own perspectives, and it would be pretty sad if I didn't. It's easy to talk about Dylan or whatever, but I know exactly where I stand and how I operate. It's always about me. I used those icons as tools for a moment, and I know why. I loved your post, HOPE, and I wish you were Meseceva's daughter, but... well... 😉 ...anyway, your post made its mark. Honestly, it feels like you're the one who's skeptical here, so just leave my faith alone. I can't untie my own knots, though maybe I'll learn to loosen them eventually. I'd love it if you posted a powerful verse of your own. Even if it's not for me, do me a favor, please
And then No 123 wrote this—casual, but wise, naturally, even if I'm not looking for validation:
No123 Well, it wouldn't be a monologue if someone actually wanted to mess with pup, seems like everyone else is sane. 🙂