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It no longer matters whether this pressure is real or imagined— the fact is, either way I still crumble.
I don’t get it. Real life is all the time, and yet we parcel it into sections and assign importance and weight at different levels to different things. I know it’s a facet of the human mind to do this, and we don’t perceive time as it really is, just as we don’t really perceive ANYTHING as entirely veridical (although you can argue that our perception necessarily is veridical because that’s all we know, oh shit okay keep going), BUT this is a little more specific to our day and age, and I can’t handle it.
Anything and everything I do is part of life. The moments I spend preparing for something are the same length as the moments I have doing whatever I have prepared to do. So shouldn’t I just maximize the amount of moments I enjoy? Isn’t that the point of everything?
It is to me.
So right now, I am sitting here shaking, because this pressure acts like caffeine in my veins and keeps me up at night, catatonically, unable to channel it into productivity but also unable to TURN OFF when I just need SLEEP or REST or SOMETHING.
So, now, I feel guilty when I’m having fun, I feel trapped and angry when I’m not, and I notice this and question whether any of these emotions are valid at all.
Something is wrong and it sucks.
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A single groove in a vinyl record, magnified 1000 times.
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The Cosmic Calendar - The History of the Universe from the Big Bang to the Present Day condensed into a year.always reblog
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I want to be nowhere right now except cuddled up between these two. Sigh
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awesomepeoplehangingouttogether:
Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire
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Animals with misleading names. Little has changed since Roman times, it seems.
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“When a heat wave left the whole city gasping and sweating, a powerful fellowship blunted the edge of the common misery, bridging the most insuperable linguistic barriers, or the most unclimbable social barricades, if only with a wink or a grimace.” —
A vintage love letter to NYC’s heat as the ultimate class equalizer (via explore-blog)
I remember being in NYC during that massive blackout in 2003 (?), and I felt this. People were so helpful and friendly. The brick oven pizza place stayed open later because they could still make food. We got free ice cream from a guy whose stock was melting. Then, when we were walking in the street, the traffic lights suddenly came on and strangers cheered and celebrated together.
(Fuente: , vía explore-blog)
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(Fuente: siames43, vía madridfree)
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“Your brain, after all, is encased in darkness and silence in the vault of the skull. Its only contact with the outside world is via the electrical signals exiting and entering along the super-highways of nerve bundles. Because different types of sensory information (hearing, seeing, touch, and so on) are processed at different speeds by different neural architectures, your brain faces an enormous challenge: what is the best story that can be constructed about the outside world? The days of thinking of time as a river—evenly flowing, always advancing—are over. Time perception, just like vision, is a construction of the brain and is shockingly easy to manipulate experimentally. We all know about optical illusions, in which things appear different from how they really are; less well known is the world of temporal illusions. When you begin to look for temporal illusions, they appear everywhere. In the movie theater, you perceive a series of static images as a smoothly flowing scene. Or perhaps you’ve noticed when glancing at a clock that the second hand sometimes appears to take longer than normal to move to its next position—as though the clock were momentarily frozen.” -
croonin’
