Lately I've been kind of depressed, or uninspired rather. So what do you do when you feel a bit down?? How do you get inspiration to get up in the morning and do what you're supossed to do?? In other other words: Give me you're inspiration!!! PLz??:tongue:
the beach. the park. people. place's. life. peace. meditation. reading/listening/watching interesting stories.
Park Life inspires me. Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (parklife!) And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (parklife!) Johns got brewers droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (parklife!) Whos that gut lord marching? you should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (parklife!) Chorus: All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Know what I mean? I get up when I want, except on wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (parklife!) I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (parklife!) I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (parklife!) And then Im happy for the rest of the day, Safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it. Chorus Parklife - parklife! Parklife - parklife! Its got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now. Parklife - parklife! And its not about you joggers who go round and round and round... Parklife - parklife!
I remember that im going to die... or ask yourself, What am I? Zen mind, Beginners Mind.. Always empty your cup, before sitting in the dojo.. Ancient chinese secret. The Tao that can be spoken is not the Eternal Tao
No sir! I would, but I don't trust myself with fieldies. I used to pick em with my teacher in highschool, but I actually knew the species in Honduras... here, no clue, no sir.
Okay... go to a town that you've never really been much. Explore. It's that easy. Oh yeah, and jam bands/jimmy buffett... that always work. I've lived with depression ever since I can really remember, you know, then I was diagnosed, re-diagnosed. It's pretty screwed up when you have to grow up that way, but I'm not sure if I would have wanted it any other way. I think it gave me some charachter, though it can be really difficult to live with, and pain generally hurts more, since it's often a deficiency. I mean, I like that herb every now and then (Though, I guess I used to be a total pothead, which can benefit you in life, sometimes, with other situation/things, later on). It can really help me a lot, but for some, it makes depression worse, you know, but I don't treat it like any other illegal drug. I mean, come on, it's a plant and our governments didn't create the plant, so I do not believe it's their call. I've refused meds, but lately I've been reconsidering--though I don't trust the pharmaceutical industry, with so much gov't conflict of interest/weight they carry. I'm just glad I didn't kill myself or something when I was younger and didn't really understand it all. I can have suicidal tendencies, but the first thing you should think of is all the destruction, damage, and pain it does... and that it's too much of a permanent solution, as truth is stranger than fiction--you'll never know what'll happen next, and sometimes life is just a miracle... you know. I have depression, but it doesn't overlap that. You can control it if you really want to, in the long run, but sometimes there are just explosions... and I still lay in bed for a really long time/stare at things before I ever get up, if I'm alone or something. I need a miracle every day... as Bob Weir says.
You go for cubies or what? As I've always said, myco-organisms are mother nature's filing cabinet. They can also kill you, if you try to be cocky/a complete idiot about them. It takes delicacy, you know... you always have to be a bit weary. Sometimes they feel like a continuous warm shiver, the hydros. Generally, as long as the stem breaks blue when you break them, but still... double-checking with a field guide, sometime, is always nice. I also pick non-psychoactive mushies I find, but I do love my mushrooms, in general. My favorite fun guy I've met is probably Artist's Cork, which I had never really known; how amazing it was until Meg showed me, when I was in Canadia. I really wouldn't mind like... being a park ranger or something.
Ya, ya... I used to go picking regular ol' mushrooms with my family every weekend back in Russia and Israel... it's a beautiful tradition. I'd probably have to get a whole lot of field mushrooms though... I don't know if I'm up to it.
Yeah, Anthony Bourdain had a nice travel channel show on Russia and all they ever seemed to do when they weren't in the city was eat borscht, pick mushrooms, and drink vodka.
Seems like a lack of discipline to me. The less you do, the more down and uninspired you get. I have the same problem, however I'm not down most of the time. Just uninspired. Go walking for like an hour and get the wind in your hair. I bet it helps.
