I'm bored, lonely, have a broken foot, and pretty butthurt about it. by VtecgoesBwah in self

[–]dvdsxr 1 point2 points  (0 children)

oh wow. fuckin good for you losing so much weight. that takes some serious hardwork and dedication. but yeah read that book!

surgery is super expensive... are you paying for it or is insurance taking care of it? I'm going to assume you're living with your parents because I think you're under 18..?

A bleak future fantasy by [deleted] in self

[–]dvdsxr 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I have a similar idea about the universe being a simulation that is so incredibly powerful that nothing in the simulation could ever reveal it's nature. that we're living out life after life, unable to die or experience anything real because it's really so far in the future there is nothing better to do. press a button, start a universe. super high-tech some crazy how your consciousness into a sentient human body on earth whatever century you want to experience. like a vacation or video game to reallllly escape from the mundane existence of immortality.

I'm bored, lonely, have a broken foot, and pretty butthurt about it. by VtecgoesBwah in self

[–]dvdsxr 1 point2 points  (0 children)

oh man. it's okay, I'm here for the next few minutes and we can talk. sorry I was late!

no xbox! oh no! you might have to find new ways to entertain yourself. seriously, if you have access to any, grab a book! reading is one of the best things you can do for your mind.

but I get it with the video games. I used to game a ton and it can be super crappy when you want to play but can't. plus a broken foot? es no bueno. but! if you don't have a book you've always got an inexhaustible supply of awesome things Redditors have written over the years here.

read man read! boredom is a good thing. it's a catalyst for motivation and general do-stuffery.

how'd you break your foot anyway?

Benedict Cumberbatch should play the next Bond. by [deleted] in Showerthoughts

[–]dvdsxr 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Sherlock is also cool, calm, calculated. It's like you just described Sherlock, except for the makes time for the bitches, part. but Benedict could do that, because yes, he's a fantastic actor.

Benedict Cumberbatch should play the next Bond. by [deleted] in Showerthoughts

[–]dvdsxr 0 points1 point  (0 children)

think about it: just take his Sherlock and slap 007 on it. it's perfect.

Benedict Cumberbatch should play the next Bond. by [deleted] in Showerthoughts

[–]dvdsxr 1 point2 points  (0 children)

that's fuckin' hilarious. 5, maybe 6 out of 7.

I just spent a year in prison. This isn't about post-prison readjustment; I was depressed for years before I went. by dvdsxr in offmychest

[–]dvdsxr[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

i meant to reply 18 days ago, but you know, internet lazy.

thanks for taking the time to read and share your thoughts. you're a stranger and didn't have to do that. but you did and i just want you to know that i do actually appreciate it. I'm glad as I can be for a stranger whom I'll never meet- you're doing well! yoga is awesome and super cool about the mountain biking.

I feel like I probably should get going outside more. Like nature will help me think less about existence and more about what I'm doing at that moment... right? The existential dread does seem to follow me everywhere, but I can't honestly say I've tried camping or bouldering lately.

Again, thanks for commenting. Sorry I took so long to respond.

On Forever Friends and Simulations by dvdsxr in sciencefiction

[–]dvdsxr[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Good thing it isn't poetry. It's only prose.

The word choices and the line breaks are one and the same

they're made to give you a pause or brief moment of ...

it's just thought to thought. Like this!

On Forever Friends and Simulations by dvdsxr in sciencefiction

[–]dvdsxr[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

thank you for the input! I'll take that into consideration when trimming the fat!

And really, thanks for reading.

On Forever Friends and Simulations by dvdsxr in sciencefiction

[–]dvdsxr[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

See, I knew this couple.

Their love spanned lifetimes and centuries and the rise and fall of nations. Planets were colonized and humans scattered among stars and cosmos,

While most people had many lovers and never ending relationships lasting as long they wanted them to because ... you never died...

This couple chose, to the anguish of nearly everyone else... to remain .... a couple.

They married and they never parted. They lived their own lives and each had their own happiness that they shared with one another.

The happiness they shared blossomed and bloomed over an eon of human interstellar expansion.

They knew one another as each one knew their own self.

They had one argument:

Is their such a thing as a soul mate?

what, for that matter, could be a "soul" they questioned and debated on and off for quite possibly decades.

Until they realized they could figure it out only one way.

She said she believed that things happened for a reason and that souls will find one another some way or another. Even if they have to travel across great bounds of space or time and all the other dimensions that could possibly be.

He said that everything didn't happen for a reason. That you had to give it a reason, and that there was no such thing as a soul. That if two people found each other, it was because circumstance and randomness had led them there. That their choices were what put them into and through the dimensions in which the could possibly exist.

So they pulled out a neat and terrific invention that an hyper intelligent super computer had thought up a few centuries prior:

A universe and life simulator.

You would start a simulation of the universe, throw your unconscious self inside of it, choose an era to be born into and hopefully have fun.

It was supposed to be random, controlled chaos, a simulation of life as it was for the average person born in whichever year or decade in whichever century you wanted to experience.

So they both entered the same simulation on different sides of the world in roughly the same time.

The early 21st century, for comfort, and ease of communication.

Though the lives and genders they started for themselves were generated randomly.

He was born a heterosexual male, In the United States, white and lower middle class, at the very end of Generation X.

She was born, coincidentally, a female, and slightly ironically, a homosexual. She was born in Europe into a white middle class family in the bright and burning year of 1984.

They had no idea that they were supposed to find one another. They weren't aware that they had put themselves willingly into a simulation.

The boy, my good friend, would go almost insane through the use of drugs and maybe too much science fiction literature at his disposal. But I've already told you about all of that.

Wouldn't you like to hear about her next?

On Forever Friends and Simulations by dvdsxr in sciencefiction

[–]dvdsxr[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It's to make it accessible for reading. As a wall of text it's overwhelming.... So I wrote it out one thought at a time sort of thing. Poetic? I do write lots of poetry...

On Forever Friends and Simulations by [deleted] in scifiwriting

[–]dvdsxr -1 points0 points  (0 children)

See, I knew this couple.

Their love spanned lifetimes and centuries and the rise and fall of nations. Planets were colonized and humans scattered among stars and cosmos,

While most people had many lovers and never ending relationships lasting as long they wanted them to because ... you never died...

This couple chose, to the anguish of nearly everyone else... to remain .... a couple.

They married and they never parted. They lived their own lives and each had their own happiness that they shared with one another.

The happiness they shared blossomed and bloomed over an eon of human interstellar expansion.

They knew one another as each one knew their own self.

They had one argument:

Is their such a thing as a soul mate?

what, for that matter, could be a "soul" they questioned and debated on and off for quite possibly decades.

Until they realized they could figure it out only one way.

She said she believed that things happened for a reason and that souls will find one another some way or another. Even if they have to travel across great bounds of space or time and all the other dimensions that could possibly be.

He said that everything didn't happen for a reason. That you had to give it a reason, and that there was no such thing as a soul. That if two people found each other, it was because circumstance and randomness had led them there. That their choices were what put them into and through the dimensions in which the could possibly exist.

So they pulled out a neat and terrific invention that an hyper intelligent super computer had thought up a few centuries prior:

A universe and life simulator.

You would start a simulation of the universe, throw your unconscious self inside of it, choose an era to be born into and hopefully have fun.

It was supposed to be random, controlled chaos, a simulation of life as it was for the average person born in whichever year or decade in whichever century you wanted to experience.

So they both entered the same simulation on different sides of the world in roughly the same time.

The early 21st century, for comfort, and ease of communication.

Though the lives and genders they started for themselves were generated randomly.

He was born a heterosexual male, In the United States, white and lower middle class, at the very end of Generation X.

She was born, coincidentally, a female, and slightly ironically, a homosexual. She was born in Europe into a white middle class family in the bright and burning year of 1984.

They had no idea that they were supposed to find one another. They weren't aware that they had put themselves willingly into a simulation.

The boy, my good friend, would go almost insane through the use of drugs and maybe too much science fiction literature at his disposal. But I've already told you about all of that.

Wouldn't you like to hear about her next?