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I figured somebody might possibly like a thread where they will be able to post the random things on their mind, whether it's an idea, a simple thought, complex thoughts, problems... Anything they wish to share without criticism or judgement. Let's face it, writing down our thoughts, feelings, wisdom, etc., isn't the best thing to do because, although often personal, it disallows the communication with other humans we so desire (plus this saves the trees that we should be using to cut down on carbon dioxide, yet we instead cut them down).

I'll go first...

Why the hell is coming up with a random thought so difficult when you feel as though you're in the spotlight, yet you do it all the time when you don't feel pressured?

Also, hard nipples.
 
#34,101 ·
Better to feel them right here and right now.
Indeed. Because emotions are like a river that rushes, trying to not feel them will only stop to flow, not the river therefore it will accumulate until you can't hold it anymore. When it starts to flow again, it will rush way more than before you hold it and there will be a flood that is most likely devastating therefore it's best to let the river flow in its own pace.

But, what I realized is; source of the emotions are limitless therefore if you don't stop the flow, this river will continue to flow, even its amount will increase. To stop it, you have to accept and move on. That was what I wrote about. I didn't write anything like "ignore it and go out for a beer" or something. Moving on ain't necessarily quick. Also, you can prevent it from flowing at the first place therefore you don't have to feel the emotions which is what I'm doing anymore.
 
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@Aizar

Don't let the name "DeviantArt" fool ya, sister. The name would be apropos if it was "DeviantPorn" because a lot of people doesn't seem to know what deviant means therefore they are fooled by its name because they mistakenly think this website is about your ordinary innocent art. Deviant means: "used to describe a person or behaviour that is not usual and is generally considered to be unacceptable", "someone whose behaviour, especially sexual behaviour, is deviant" and "differing from the accepted standard" (source). So, what did you expect? Of course, that website is for those who want to upload their drawing about a pregnant rabbit-woman with an ahegao face, a giant milky boobs, a giant ass that is covered in cum and a giant baby bump that is fucking by tentacles LOL.

The only difference between DeviantArt and pornographic image sharing websites is, DeviantArt users are pseudo-artists that share their own content.

The art threads in this website are more focused on art than DeviantArtMyAss LOL.
 
#34,103 ·
My mind sometimes works faster than my mouth.

In moments like that I have this clear idea of how I want to communicate something yet it comes out like gibberish...

What I've also observed happening is that my mind works faster than the mind of a lot of people. This makes explaining things difficult because I tell it faster than they can handle or I exclude certain steps in my thinking process because I believe they are not necesarry since they must understand it, right? But no....... often they don't. As a consequence I have to tell it all for a second time, but slower and with more details.
Oh my God. Yes, that's how it goes. Very frustrating.
 
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I attempted nostalgia today, but in vain. My mind simply wouldn't go.

I walked this wintry morning along the beach, watching the fog rise from the ocean to reveal its surface, attempting to re-experience my life: things I've been through, things I might potentially miss, relationships that failed: but I felt a blockage. It felt almost physical. The memories, happy or sad, seemed no different to any film I may have watched, deliberately or in passing, and at times had to question whether such memories were indeed genuine or from films, or even literature. I kept changing my music throughout the walk, attempting different tones and moods, hoping to stimulate something, wondering that if I held an emotion for so long, it would all come back to me.

Nothing.

The memories were all of them disconnected. I thus explored the disconnection, that maybe the section of psyche on which I harboured had severed ties, burnt bridges, or something to show -- I found nothing. The section seemed an independent island; a landmass bordered by cliffs that fell into the land of Hades. It reminded me of Orpheus, travelling to the underworld in hopes to bring back his beloved, Eurydice, which he could, so long as he lead her without turning back to look; but, sensing nothing of her presence, he eventually turned around, only to watch her fall out of sight, back into the land of the dead.

Such is the analogy of my experience with nostalgia.

I suppose there is something of nostalgia in longing for something I've never had, perhaps dreams that never came true, futures that were once potentials in the running, but were fated into a grave of failings. The way the Moirai go about their work, they'd might as well be hairdressers, who tell the client to sweep the floor.

 
 
#34,107 ·
I just tied a cherry stem in my mouth using my tongue just to see if I could do it. It took me about a half an hour - I definitely didn't make it look sexy :laughing:
Shoot, I don’t think I could even do that. My tongue gets tied speaking when I’m tired. And, here lately, I’m tired a lot because of physical pain. Yet, just reading your post makes me want to try it. :laughing:
 
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Shoot, I don’t think I could even do that. My tongue gets tied speaking when I’m tired. And, here lately, I’m tired a lot because of physical pain. Yet, just reading your post makes me want to try it. :laughing:
I can do it in about 20 seconds.
But I used to work at the Sonic Drive In way back in the day and that's how we would entertain ourselves inbetween orders and dancing on roller skates.
 
#34,110 ·
I can do it in about 20 seconds.
But I used to work at the Sonic Drive In way back in the day and that's how we would entertain ourselves inbetween orders and dancing on roller skates.
Sexy mama!!
 
#34,111 ·
Because I have a job interview on Thursday I went shopping today. My current wardrobe, especially when it comes to dress shirts, is best described as 'aged' :unsure:

Sale was on in just about all the shops, which lead to me purchasing 3 shirts for a very reasonable price :happy: And on top of that red colored skinny jeans!

It has been an age since I bought new clothes. I almost forgot how nice it is to update my wardrobe, change my style a bit and just you know......get a few nice things for myself. Felt good.

If any fellow INFJ would like to respond: Do you like getting yourself new clothes? Why or why not?
 
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If any fellow INFJ would like to respond: Do you like getting yourself new clothes? Why or why not?
I send my ESTP shadow, SeSe, shopping. She likes it. I would just as soon wear rags. I'm real into the Cinderella Aesthetic.

P.S. Let's see a pic of those red skinny jeans!!!!
 
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Because I have a job interview on Thursday I went shopping today. My current wardrobe, especially when it comes to dress shirts, is best described as 'aged' :unsure:

Sale was on in just about all the shops, which lead to me purchasing 3 shirts for a very reasonable price :happy: And on top of that red colored skinny jeans!

It has been an age since I bought new clothes. I almost forgot how nice it is to update my wardrobe, change my style a bit and just you know......get a few nice things for myself. Felt good.

If any fellow INFJ would like to respond: Do you like getting yourself new clothes? Why or why not?
I like new clothes but I hate shopping for them. I can window shop all day but trying on clothes is an exercise in frustration.
 
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I like new clothes but I hate shopping for them. I can window shop all day but trying on clothes is an exercise in frustration.
I get so freaking TIRED!!! It's too much work! Sometimes when I'm flipping thru clothes on a rack, my arms start to hurt.
 
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@AnneM SeSe :laughing:

If you are into Cinderella and have a shadow called SeSe you must have heard of Kaiserin Sisi

Wedding dress Gown Dress Clothing Bridal clothing


PS: I'll upload a picture in the morning, no natural light here (10.21 PM).
@Hellena Handbasket

I am the other way round. Shopping I enjoy when I have a clear goal. If so I can go on for hours and don't mind to try on lots of stuff. Just don't ask me to go shopping for funsies, there are thousands of things I enjoy doing more.
 
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I can do it in about 20 seconds.
But I used to work at the Sonic Drive In way back in the day and that's how we would entertain ourselves inbetween orders and dancing on roller skates.
I guess one could have called me either too shy or too introverted to express my Se more openly than this (among other things/reasons). You go girl!
 
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I have returned. You can hold your applause until the end.

I left New Mexico at about 0940 my time and arrived home 1047p my time. A good 13 hrs drive time, yeah? (I may or may not have mathed correctly. I'm a bit road weary.)

It was a shorter drive home than out. Mostly because going home, I knew where I was going. Going out? Not so much. I mean, I knew my destination, but I've never driven there from where I live. I've driven there from Southern New Mexico, but not coming in from a bazillion miles to the East.

I stopped a lot, just for a few minutes at a time, going out. Checking my Google map and making sure I knew where my turns were and what not. Lost all internet connection several hours out (Podunkville, Middle USA), but my map still showed my destination (a little blip) and my car (a little car) and so I was able to navigate just the same. (Good thing I looked hard at that map the night before I left whilst I was at work.)

After getting on I26 in Trinidad, Colorado, I lost my little blue dot showing my destination. Now... I still knew, generally, where I was headed, but... losing that dot sucked ass because a general location is not a destination... it's an area in and/or around the destination. Fortunately, I was able to text my friends and they walked me in. Mostly.

Angel Fire, New Mexico was the destination. Ski resort, off season, obviously. When I got there, I could't find where I was supposed to go... 1) because I was quite tired... it was 330p their time... and I'd been on the road since midnight their time. 2) I was told to turn at Lowe's. So... I'm looking for a home improvement store... which I can't for the life of me find. (This is a tiny town, mind you, 1089... but I assure you, those are not full time residents) Turns out the Lowe's they were referring to was a grocery store... who's sign was too small for me to see (with my tired eyeballs) and behind a bunch of other shit.

My friends had to come rescue me. Fortunately, I was right across the street from my turn. I just didn't know it. So it was maybe a whole 5 minutes later that they pulled up.

We had good times. Drinking and laughing and driving about and what not. A lot of mule deer right off the back deck of the house we stayed at. Never saw any elk, though we went driving about trying to find them. Visited a brewery, drank good dark beer and always at good food back at the house. (These peeps can cook!)

Good times.

The only bad thing about the drive home was the heat. Jesus Henry Christ. My truck thermometer said 100F when I rolled through Lamar, CO around noon. And here I am without a stitch of air conditioning in my vehicle. It was in the upper 90s most of the way home.

My friends' sent home frozen bottle water with me, 3 bottles, which I poured over my head as they melted, at distant intervals on the way home. Stuck an ice bottle down my shirt for a while. Both helped a bit. It was nicer when the sun started going down. 80-85 is still plenty warm, but a lot cooler than upper nineties, for sure.

I have driver's arm tan on my left arm. It's going to be 2x (at least) darker than my right arm. The sun beat down on it most of the way there and most of the way back. That'll be cute.

Doing laundry now... tossing a week's worth into the wash, so I don't have to do it tomorrow. I have to return to work tomorrow night. Blech. Necessary evil, unfortunately.

And now I'm going to go have a lie about on the couch and look/nap through some on tv. I want to stay awake as long as I can, but I have feeling that's not going to happen. My ass (and the rest of me) is plenty damn tired.

You may now applaud my return. :cool:
 
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I saw a Finland joke today:

Two friends see each other on the street after a long time and they agree to go for drinks the next evening.

Evening comes and they meet at a pub and sit at a table, order their drinks and begin drinking. In true Finnish fashion, they don’t have a topic of conversation and sit in silence at the bar, drinking one pint after another. After some time, one of the friends feels a bit uncomfortable and wants to know about his friend’s life. So with the last sip of a pint he asks the other guy, “so, how have you been?”

The other answers, annoyed, “did we come here to drink, or to talk?”
Is this true @Kirjuri? :laughing:

The only Finnish person I know other than you is professional Age of Empires 2 player Villese, whose interviews are hilarious for how reserved, unemotional and unexpressive he is. Are Finns not allowed to be talkative?!
 
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