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I have recently come across the realization that self-pity is one of my least favorite things. This is a message to all those who are so convinced their life sucks that they don't even try to make things better. Quit being so pathetic, stop wallowing in that mud pit that is known as self-pity and do something. If you have no life, make one up, live the life of a prince inside your brain. DON' under-estimate the power you have up there. If you can't pull yourself out of the hole, even with the help of friends family and performancing enhancing drugs, maybe you should die. Donate your organs to someone who will appreciate all the work they are doing. As someone who lives on earth, one of my main concerns in 2005 is that we are getting in the way of natural selection. This is paving the way for disease, overpopulation, poverty and slowing down our evolution. It could be a mistake to think that just because someone is alive, they deserve to reproduce. We are molded to think that every death is an avoidable tragedy. Zoom out a bit, don't take yourself so seriously and enjoy.

Here is a parable or something:
There was once a bucket made of ultramafic rock. It was empty. This was the beginning. Over time it filled with water. Sometimes the water froze. Sometimes it overflowed. Sometimes it dried up. Most of the time the amount of water was fairly constant. Eventually, a fancy monkey found it. He started tilting the bucket and drinking from it. As he grew smarter, he starting tilting the bucket further and storing it's magic in tanks. Eventually it feel over. Chaos ensued.