How do i overcome my sense of meaninglessness and horror?

how do i overcome my sense of meaninglessness and horror?

fuckin embrace it u pussyt

no, it's shit and you know it

don't fucking lie to yourself

t. not a poet

go outside
get some exercise
take up a hobby
learn to play a musical instrument well enough to join a band
find a girlfriend
get a decent job
stop shitposting the same fucking threads day in day out on Veeky Forums

no-one ever said it was gonna be easy, as a wise man once said

your poetry is lies

>stop shitposting the same fucking threads day in day out on Veeky Forums

this has been the hardest part for me

i much more productive and happy when i can't come here

how do i cut it out of my life?

not an argument

Life is great, dude.

how can you say that? i really don't understand

Try writing. I've found new meaning in life ever since I started writing books. You don't have to worry about being rejected by publishing companies; just self-publish. Veeky Forums seems to like shitting on self-publishing, but it is far better than they make it out to be.

i have many ideas but i don't know where to begin. what are your writing habits? how do you maintain faith in yourself while working?

>it's not you, it's me.
Pathetic.

If you're not enjoying life I encourage to get a shitty job. I mean a really shit, meaningless job that you know you're going to hate and then just keep doing it. Preferably something that involves dealing with lots of annoying customers that you have to be nice to.

I was very sad and confused about my direction in life, then I started working at a call centre because I needed money. I found it really put my life into perspective because sitting there hating my job made me think about all the things I would rather be doing instead and how fast the time went by every day made me very aware of my own mortality. Yet whenever I got home I was too tired to do all the things I was thinking about doing.

I eventually quit my job and now my life is great. I feel like it made me learn what "just bee urself" really means because now I just spend all my time doing what I really want to do, and act the way I really want to act.

Leap of Faith, my friend

I just write. That's all that's to it. I get an idea, I write about it. The worst part is editing for me, I can't stand it, but I DO want my work to be in a relatively clean and presentable manner when up for sale on Amazon so I do it from time to time anyways. Every single time i put it up and self-publish it, I know it's a bad word to use here, but unironically and unfedorahly it's damn near euphoric. ALMOST, but not quite. No, it's when I get those rare paperback sales, or when I get an eReader sale or two (or 5 in a 2-day period as I had once), or when I get a few hundred KENP/KU page reads. THAT is truly amazing, and when I get reviews it's the same. So far I got one 5-star and one 3-star on two different sites, both for the same book; my first one. It does seem as though my first book is my best one.

When I was writing my last book I was looking forward to working on this one. Sadly I need to do some editing before I continue writing it, but I'm looking forward to writing it to finish it off and I'm already looking forward to working on my 6th book. As I'm working on my 6th I'm certain I'll be looking forward to working on my 7th, and so on and so forth. I've found a passion in writing, so give it a shot and maybe you will too.

Masterbate while standing on your head to tentacle porn with Stars and Stripes Forever blasting from your headphones.

This won't Cure your co dition,but may redefine it.

Accept your mortality. Accept that it's over and that you will die. That there is in fact no inherent meaning, etc. And yet nonetheless you are here. You have this life, and so now what are you going to do with it? Focus on answering the question: "What do I want my experience of life to be, this life that I have to live through whether there's inherent meaning or not."

You have to basically overcome that feeling of panic. Once you accept it and move on, you can focus on how you want to spend this experience of being alive. Are you gonna spend it having a perpetual panic attack? Or are you going to do something with it? Maybe seek some pleasure from it? Or make something with it? Leave something good, or at least interesting behind? Your life is forfeit anyway, so are you going to waste it or spend it how you want to spend it?

Youre reminding me of P.K. Dick here. The ideas just kept coming and coming and he was always looking forward to the next book while writing the one he was on. In fact, that's my major criticism of much of his work-- he often concludes too hastily for the sake, it seems, of just wanting to move on. This bugged him his entire career. Nonetheless, he's of enduring value, and obviously one of the greatest genre writers of the last century. Is something like this a problem for (you) as well at this point of your career? Sustaining interest in what youre currently working on, I mean.

Horror and meaninglessness are meaningless.

You know, it might be becoming an issue. I do find the desire to finish books quickly and that might cause ending that are a bit too sudden. I might have to come up with ways of preventing this. I don't know how, but I don't want my endings to be rubbish. Also, nice of you to say, but can't call it my 'career' yet. Once I start getting an income then it'll be a career of sorts, even if it's part-time, but as of right now I've not yet made a cent. I need to make at least $100 before they send me any money it would seem. All in all, I think I've made around $25 USD in royalties, but that's spread between CreateSpace and Kindle which means I'm still a pretty long ways from getting my first $100 cheque. Can't wait to get it though. To actually HOLD money that I EARNED from what I WROTE. That's going to be incredible. I'm afraid I never heard of P.K. Dick before.

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Christ or drugs.

this to be desu.

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i like to get shitty in a darkened room and loudly criticize japanese game shows.

have you ever seen candy or not candy? you get a bunch of people in a room and they have to eat stuff. whoever eats the most stuff that's candy wins

You'll get too old to bother with both, then you'll just swing between being content and indifferent.

accept that this is what there is to experience

like an angry guy in alabama would say about his fine state: "like it or lump it"

and he's right. his scope is alabama. even if your scope is all of reality, it's still the same concept. accept what there is and roll with it.

go back to r9k, faggot

find meaning and conquer fear.
dive into life there is no other choice if you want to overcome it. first few steps are the hardest it gets easier once you get going.

read Siddhartha by Hesse

ignore it. there's no getting over that shit. sit back and relax. read a book. drink some bourbon.

Sort yourself out

Get laid. I don't guarantee it will help, but even if it doesn't you'll at least get laid.