Nobody Knows

~ Gottfried

What they’re doing. No one else knows what they’re doing. Everyone is simply winging it. The problem is that you have incredibly bad luck so you get exposed far too often. Nobody knows really what they’re doing and there’s two ways to go with that information. One is to be afraid and the other is to be liberated. I choose liberation. Nobody has all the answers. The dream is free but what they don’t tell you is that the hustle is sold separately. Nobody has it all figured out, we are all just pretending.

The implication of what they say. One conversation can change the direction of a persons life forever. Which is why I never give unsolicited advice. If I’m going to ruin your life, at the very least I should be slightly more conscious and put more effort into it. Be mindful when it comes to your words. A string of some that don’t mean much to you, may stick to someone for a lifetime. I told my mom she was funny and she believed it. I shouldn’t have.

If we’re lost. We’re stuck in a giant floating orb in the middle of nowhere. It’s okay to feel lost sometimes. We’re all just living on a rock floating through space circling the sun not knowing what any of the laundry symbols on our clothes really mean but throwing them in the machine anyway and hoping for the best. Can you imagine? You’re floating in an empty space in a universe that goes on forever! If you have to be here, at least be happy and enjoy the experience.

What love is. Love is the one thing that we’re capable of perceiving that transcends the dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can’t understand it. Love has nothing to do with what you’re expecting to get – only what you’re expecting to give – which is everything. If you’re not going to love me like your life depends on it, I don’t want it. My love is to die for.

Tomorrow. I hate when people ask what I’m doing tomorrow, I don’t even know what I’m doing today, and the same goes for every person. What are you doing really? People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day. I really should do something with my lie. Maybe I’ll try tomorrow. There’s something about death that is comforting. The thought that you could die tomorrow makes you appreciate your life now.

What living is. I’m not living life. Why do we work? Animals don’t work but they seem to get by just fine. Why do we pay for a roof over our heads and for food? Animals don’t pay for their meals, and they all seem to be pretty well fed. You have to bath, eat and brush your teeth every day! A group of pointless activities you keep repeating for the rest of your life. The worst of the lot is washing clothes. There’s no reward for wearing clean clothes. It’s an expectation!

Life is happening to me. Nobody knows what you feel inside until you tell them. Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. Life is simple when you have all the answers. Shame that nobody does. If at all we are to embrace the concept of working, then why must we work hard? It makes no sense. Suffering doesn’t mean you’re going to be successful, you might even die. The reward for laziness and hard work is the same.

Death

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267 thoughts on “Nobody Knows”

  5. truths. No one Knows what they’re doing but there are sure a lot of know it alls!

    trying to copy and paste the image:

    This is so my son.. and you could be my son. 🤣❤️

    “why do you put up with me??”

    “I have no idea”

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    3. I agree clean clothes are a good idea. Especially when you smell nice 🙂

      Gottfried, just when I think it cannot get any better, I get to Monday’s Banter. I have had very similar thoughts this week, and this morning especially. I was at the hospital this morning to have blood drawn, our Government hospitals are not what they use to be. That being said, I walk out contemplating life and death and once again settle for 42.

      Where to go from here. It is 12 days to Xmas. Just another day, but with a hype. I have relinquished my kids to their sperm donor for Xmas, not in the mood for another struggle, and I think I feel okay about not knowing what I’ll be doing.

      Drove back to work, chose another route, and was happily surprised at the beautiful scenery. I wonder sometimes where people find the time to do exciting stuff? How do they plan their day, or do they just go out and do it? I have to think about fuel cost, can I afford this, should I be doing that. aah screw it, I’ll just stay home and watch Netflix.

      We do all sorts of mundane things to impress who? Have we become sheeple, I use to think I was different…

      Anyhoo, great piece, thanks for the added contemplation to our existence. Now all I need is LOVE…. hahaha

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      1. I like smelling nice. But I like smelling nice for me.

        It’s the dream mindset 😅. 42 years too late if you ask me.

        What are the rates? I want to make a healthy donation myself.

        Netflix got our backs every day of the week.

        Love needs you more

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        1. Haha yes, you got me thinking.

          However, I still caved and did laundry. I just used extra detergent. Now I smell like sea breezes or whatever the scent was so strongly that no one would come within 6 ft because I smell too clean lol

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          4. Yes. It’s the good part of creativity. You can get the idea of walking around smelling like a dumpster and decide that it’s not for you, and decide walking around smelling like a fresh laundromat is just as likely to keep people a little farther away than usual. So everyone is happy – but distanced LOL

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  9. You need extra like buttons. You are way braver than I am, but then I am a wimp and I choose to soften the blows for everyone. I will say, play nice, when I mean: smell the, colourful language, petunias. I even add a please to no avail. So I choose liberated too, for everyone except me. But just wait until they tell me I have two days to live! My dumb luck, I will have can’t see, can’t use finger and/or someone will have stolen my phone. Hugs and kisses. We need a bonus for Christmas. Really. Please.

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