Fuck Your Forced Positivity

Disclaimer; this opinion is coming from an incredibly unregulated emotional person, so take my opinion with a grain of salt, or the whole fucking shaker.

The reason I am writing this is because I’ve seen a lot of positivity blogs, youtube videos and whatnot. And I feel like I need to get my opinion out on this, not that I’m incredibly sure I’m correct or anything.

But in my opinion, forced positivity is more then just an incredibly annoying mindset for anybody else experiencing these vomit-worthy positive people, I think it’s an incredibly unhealthy mindset.

Because happiness is a state of mind, and to even achieve that state of mind, it requires you to experience emotions you don’t want to experience.

There is no such thing as feeling happy, if you have not experienced sadness.

There is no satisfaction without first experiencing problems to overcome.

All of our emotions are important, we are the smartest species on the planet, yet most of us can barely stand the feelings that make us uncomfortable.

Fear exists, because without fear, we wouldn’t have bravery. And to say that fear doesn’t exist is fucking delusional.

That’s what I think about forced positivity, it’s delusional. It is not truth.

It’s the equivalent of sticking your head in the sand going, la la la, if I can’t see or hear it then it can’t hurt me.

Guess what? Life fucking sucks and we are all going to die one day. Think that’s harsh? Life is fucking harsh!

And guess what? It doesn’t matter whether you ‘push out some good vibes’ or beat your head against a wall in frustration, nothing is ever going to change the above fact. The world will keep turning whether you are crying or smiling, the universe doesn’t give a fuck about you in particular, it’s too busy being awesome and holding planets and shit.

And if you’re angry about that then good, be angry, anger can be one of the most useful emotions that we have. Because if you’re angry about something, it means you’re not happy with whatever it is you’re angry at. It means you’re more likely to want to change that situation over sitting there and being content with it. Because nobody is content when they’re angry.

If everybody got angry at the world’s situation then maybe it would change, but sitting around praying or telling people to smile because the world is beautiful, does not change shit! In fact it just shows how easy your life is and how fucking selfish you are because these poor struggling people are bringing you down with their sadness.

Sadness is also important, because when we feel sad we have more of an ability to undestand other people. You really think we are all connected in this world through our happiness and good deeds? Fuck no, this isn’t a disney movie, we are all connected by the pain that everyone experiences just from being alive.

This is what empathy is, and it’s incredibly hard to have any empathy for anyone else when you’re too busy concentrating on your own fake happiness.

There is much more wisdom in pessimism then there is in optimism. Pessimism lowers your expectations so that when things do go wrong (which they will) it’s less painful. Pessimism makes you question things and people, making you trust your own instincts over anything else.

There is also a lot of beauty in sadness. Some of the best art and music was created with this emotion.

If you don’t feel scared in a world like this, then what the fuck is wrong with you? Are you living under some positivity rock? Why aren’t you scared? There is danger around every corner, and theres a huge percentage that something really bad will happen to you.

There is so much to be afraid of in this world, and people with no fear usually take stupid risks and die. I know that seems like black and white thinking but it’s true.

Without fear, there is no self preservation.

Fear is not a useless emotion! Fear stops us from doing dumb shit, like walking in front of oncoming traffic or diving into the ocean thinking we can swim in that depth.

And without first being afraid, how do you then face that fear and learn from it?

This is not meant to be a post telling you not to try and think positively or hope for better things, even though it may seem like I am.

Hope is all we really have in this world.

All I’m saying is, don’t be brainwashed by these people who seem to think that if you ignore every other emotion aside from happiness, then everything will be ok.

Because it will never be ok if you think like that.

You need to face up to the emotions that make you uncomfortable, it’s your brains way of telling you that something is wrong and you need to work on it. You need to respect those emotions, because if it weren’t for them, you wouldn’t be capable of feeling happiness at all.

Society has forced us into this state of mind, where we feel broken and wrong because we aren’t as happy as what the media keeps pushing out that we should be. We label emotional people as sick, we force them full of pills and we loathe their very existence because they’re always such ‘downers’.

Positivity is just another tool in the system used to sell you shit. It’s just mass manipulation so that you’ll continue to buy things.

We are more human for feeling bad, because life is hard and people get hurt so much.

You don’t have to be strong in this life, but you do have to be brave.

You have to try, try your fucking hardest.

We try and we hope, and that’s all we can do.

We have to give all of our emotions the respect they deserve, instead of disregarding them because its too hard to face.

You need to be brave, not positive.

 

 

I <3 Aussie Punk Music

I’ve been feeling brave enough to listen to music lately, even enjoying it again and riding the waves of the heavy emotion it brings me because of the amount of memories attached to it.

So it may seem slightly ranty but it’s only because I remember 14 year old me got triggered a lot by music.

Mainly because I had an obsession with trying to be the exact opposite of what my parents wanted me to be at that age.

So my favourite band was Sex Pistols, I listened to mainly 70s and 80s punk music, sewed patches on a jacket of my favourite punk bands and everything. I was especially poud of the giant Sex Pistols back patch on that jacket. And considering my brother was the person who was actually doing the same thing but in the right time period, I wonder where the love of that genre came from?

(Oh and by the way, I made that jacket when I was 14 and I still fit into it now because I haven’t really grown in height on anything. Lol.)

I was an angry kid back then, about everything man.

One could say, I was a Prisoner Of Society… 

And USA I gotta say, you guys fucking killed punk music with your pop punk bullshit like Blink 182 and Greenday.

Congratulations, not only did bands like that kill punk, it dug it back up then spat on it, then proceeded to take a shit all over the decomposing corpse of punk.

There is only one other genre that sits side by side to punk and that is Rock, dammit! Not Pop, like what the fuck dude, pop is the exact opposition to punk! Punks hated the popular shit, they cancel each other out, this is just music common sense right?!

Right?!

I mean, fuck, I could even except it as just a different genre like Hardcore Pop or something, just don’t disrespect a genre that meant so much, to me in paticular, by slapping pop next to it. 

Punks hate mainstream!

Sigh…

And this is like my 14 year old tantrum anger flaring up, it’s probably highly irrational and I honestly haven’t kept up with the music scene at all. I fully admit that this anger comes from a place of somewhat ignorance as I have a limited knowledge of bands.

So I’m kind of like, sorry but not sorry US for what I said, because it’s just these bands in particular that just really fucking grind on me, and I hate the fact that your country produced them and brought this awful fucking pop/punk bullshit to the mainstream.

But the good thing about US producing such trash music at the time was, it started making me appreciate my own countrys music.

Because I loved the 90s and 2000s punk rock music, bands like The Spazzys, The Distillers, Frenzal Rhomb, Spiderbait, TISM, Yidcore and The Living End.

See how many bands I can list off the top of my head that stayed completely true to the very nature of punk and where just talented people in general. And not only that, I’m sure that if I asked my nephew right now who does keep up with the heavier music side would give me a whole list of decent punk bands who are fairly recent.

But I think out of all of those bands, the first ones I heard were Spiderbait, TISM and The Living End, only a couple of tracks, on a mix cd.

But the song Prisoner Of Society by The Living End truly was my teenage anthem.

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And I wanted to introduce anyone who hasn’t already heard of this band, because not only is it one of my favourite bands, it also incorporates a freakin’ Double Bass instead of just a regular bass, I mean, that’s pretty cool, I dig it.

It also helped contribute to my passion for art, and justice, and all that type of shit, and that’s something that means a lot to me.

So I’ll leave you with these 4 songs, as I believe they are kind of relevant in this day and age still, as well as them being so meaningful to me.

Prisoner of Society – 1998 – Second Solution/Prisoner of Society EP

Who’s Gonna Save Us? – 2003 – Modern Artillery

Wake Up – 2006 – State of Emergency

Roll On – 2005 – Roll On

Psy Is Back! And maybe me

This post is brought to you because of lamotrogine making it’s way back into my system and bringing back sanity.

Or it’s bringing on hypermania, if you want to be that cynical bastard.

Psy is back! He hasn’t posted a song on his youtube channel for over a year and 5 days ago he posted 2 songs. They’re pretty weird but that’s kind of standard for Psy.

K-pop brings me a lot of joy, and Psy was kind of the reason why K-pop became more mainstream.

Oh, and to anyone wondering who the fuck Psy is, 2 words; Gangnam Style

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This split people into some weird categories; those who loved dance and loved the fun of K-Pop and became instant fans, the standard anti dance music haters who just hated it because it was annoying and over-played, and racists. At least in my vicinity.

I don’t care what your opinion is on Psy, he is unique, fun and I love him for it. I love that he is the comparison to Kim Jong Un on the South (nice) side of Korea.

korea meme

It’s not just the music that makes Psy truly special and unique either, it’s his dancing.

Psy dances with the grace of a man who was was not gifted with the standard K-pop men looks, so instead had to compensate with weirdness and enthusiasm. And he doesn’t give a fuck because, dat Psy be pretty rich now.

dancing psy

 

I love that in a person, hence why I wrote about Charlie Sheen (woah I’m hyping up a pretty old post and writing in italics half way through a sentence, I don’t know, I kind of liked that post and I need to link all that shit again anyway so go read it for shits and giggles. Sometimes I Wanna Party Like Charlie Sheen)

I’m not going to link to Gangnam Style even though it’s totally amazing, I’m going to link to recent and 2 years ago Psy, because, this seems like a good post, even though it’ll probably only get read in a few months when new people start scolling through my feed because I’ve actually gotten my shit together and started reading peoples shit again.

Not shit, sigh, you know what I mean. Because I feel bad that I still have at least a handful of people who still read my posts even though I havent been reading much at all. I appreciate you guys, I really do.

Oh, and I picked these 2 songs because I Luv It has the most on fleek dancing I’ve seen on his, also some of the most cringiest, badly translated english subtitles that are an absolute joy for me.

And Gentleman, just because I like it, a lot, it may be my favourite even.

I cycle pretty quickly between interests, and I also like a very wide variety of things, hence why it’s gone from weird horror puppets to K-pop so quickly.

Lol.

Mangled

It’s only been recently that I realised that no matter how much I’d like to think that I’m getting over you, but the only thing that is becoming clear is the damage you’ve done.

I wanted to write about art, mainly about the stuff I’ve been doing. And the fact that I’m selling it now, so I’ve moved up to a different level with it now. You know, I’m kind of proud of myself, for committing myself to a project for over a month, straight out, and not letting it beat me even after I accidently fucked up a version when it was in its last colouring stages. I wanted to write about Steven Universe, I really did… These are probably going to be the last positive words in this post though, because I’m not going to sugar coat it when I say that everything else I feel over shadows any good feeling I feel about any achievement. And the problem with me is that I have ignored any bad thoughts, for the past 8 months.

Now it’s actually affecting me…

Everybody, new or familiar, that has come into my life in the past month I have pushed away in the most explosive possible way. I burnt those fucking bridges down.

And since my stance on reality is so fucking unstable right now, I can’t tell whether this is self sabotage or self preservation.

But it’s not any of that, it’s still you.

You sent me back to my parents after spending 2 and a half years never having left your side.

You sent me back with a letter instructing me to do the things you like so I would think of you, you stated in that letter that you wanted me to be part of your family.

You said that after the week we would meet for my mothers birthday, we’d celebrate with her and then we’d go home.

You ignored my messages all week. You stood me up in front of my family and left me to break down in a carpark. You then continued to break up with me over text message.

You were the one who encouraged me to get this diagnosis. You were the one who assured me you were going to be there for me, whatever happens. You were the one who promised that you would still love me, even if I went of the medication that made me stable, you said my health and head was the most important thing.

You made me trust you. You made me think that love existed. You made me take me walls down, the mental and medicated walls.

Then you regurgitated some Rush lyrics at me like a pretentious hipster wanker after you promised we’d be a family.

You left with no mental support, no medication, and I’d never lived alone before.

You just left me fucking mangled.

How in the fuck do I trust anybody ever again after this?

What is this blog?

I’m so fucking humiliated because you were tied into everything in my life, including this blog. Most of the year of this blogs existence, he was in it.

What the fuck do I even write about anymore when all I see is my own delusion writings of when I was so happy.

But that happiness was a lie.

And that’s why I haven’t been writing lately… because I need to know who I am first, because I am not who I want to be now.

I am a mess, and that’s ok. I am still a wounded animal, still bleeding and lashing out at everyone.

But I’m so fucking lonely, I’m so hurt by the fact that al the people I chose to connect with again couldn’t even spare time for me. I’m sad that I can’t be trusted with romantic relationships either because of intense, unhealthy, obsessive feelings.

But now things are finally coming about, in regards to my mental health. I’m on this journey alone.

I spend all my time alone, I speak with very few people. And the more things stay this way, the crazier I am starting to feel.

But this situation is only for now, just have to push through and face the darkness alone.

Leaving a link to Jordan Underneath because this video is super weird and how I’m feeling right now. Warning, if you are easily disturbed and don’t like horror, weirdness or creepy puppets then don’t watch this link.

A Light-Hearted Disney Post

I know I haven’t posted in a while, so I thought I’d write about my feelings on Disney films, because somtimes I actually do want to write about stuff I like..

Oh snap, what a meta inside blog reference.

The internet ruined my ability to see these movies through innocent eyes anymore. Not with the endless amount of conspiracy theories about Mickey and satanic references, the hate against the portrayal of women, Walt’s past in general, and the dreaded rule 34 of the internet…

rule 34

When I was a child though, I didn’t even see shit like that, and I consider myself a fairly perseptive child.

But as a child I was mesmerised by the music.

Especially the Disney films I grew up with, in the 90s, when I was 4 and Disney brought me childlike wonder and joy even in my already darkening soul.

So I’ll always appreciate Disney for that.

Sometimes it’s just calming as shit to stop adulting for one second, stop the cynical basterdry of your mind that comes from getting older, and experience the amazing beats of the 90s Disney.

Let me leave you with my favourite Disney song of all.

I know, it’s super catchy cool, you’re welcome.

Boycott Wall Street Journal

Calm down, it’s me guys, my first ever post was about not boycotting stuff just because you don’t agree with it.

It got your attention, right? (Doubtful, I’m probably much more smart in my head)

I hope it did, because I need to bring to light the issue of fake news and the defamtion of a person for money. I say it and it sounds pretty standard for a large media company. But that doesn’t make it right.

Because of posts from wall street journal, Pewdiepie (yep, another pewds post) has been dropped from his label Maker,and offset company of Disney, and his show Scare Pewdiepie Season 2 has been cancelled, and he is no longer on YouTube Red. They did this because they believe Pewdiepie is anti-semitic. 

Again, both of these posts may sound like I’m part of the ‘bro army’ defending my spazz god, but this post isn’t about that.

It’s about fake news. It’s about how soulless the media can be, by destroying the reputation of someone big, just for more views and money. Every post is over-exaggerated and taken waaaay out of context. How do I know this? Because they use his videos clips but cut the parts where he’s saying something against the Jews. They cut these parts out, and I watch Pewdiepies videos, he says everything in jokes. The Fiverr incident was a joke! He did not do it vindictively nor did he think those men would even hold the sign up at all!

(And no I’m not going to provide evidence for the Wall Street Journal article because to read the whole thing requires you to sign up and pay for it.)

There have also been other Youtubers who have spoken out in defense of Felix, main one being Ethan and Eila from H3H3, who happen to be Jews.

Everything is wrong about this situation. This isn’t journalism, this is blatant bullshit.

This is a problem because it takes away from the true racists, it’s a problem because it’s the defamation of a person, for the sake of money.

When are people going to stop with needing to get offended over fucking everything?

I stand beside Felix on this one #StandByPewdiePie, not because I’m a fan, but because I believe that this evil journalism is a problem that needs to stop.

You’re Only One Drug Away From Liking Techno

(Disclaimer: Everything I’m writing about is from the past, I have still not touched any harder recreational drugs since 2010.)

Because I know probably nobody reading this would get this blog title reference reference (unless you’re from Australia and like strange music), so I’m just going to tell you what it’s from. It’s a line out of the song 5 Yards by TISM.

You’re only one fad away from being retro

You’re only one drug away from liking techno

You’re only one glasses of pair from dyslexia

You’re only one Cleo mag from anorexia

You’re only 5 yards from a fuckwit

  • 5 Yards – TISM aka This Is Serious Mum

This post has absolutely nothing to do with TISM, I just think these lyrics are funny.

Plus I’m writing about techno and I thought the heading was witty, like in a hipster, meta, nobody gets it way, coz that’s how I roll.

Sometimes I watch a thing, and in the background they’ll play an electronic song with an amazing beat and it just brings back the memories of my rave days. Not that I went to that many, as most of the time me and my 4 years older, has a car, is big tough and scary and raves hard boyfriend, spent all of our, *cough his, money on weed pretty well all of the time so we hardly could afford to go.

But the few times I did go where the best experiences of my life.

Because I was on all the drugs.

What, what, what?!

This is all how I felt, and my life was far from destroyed from how often I did them, which was rarely (my life was pretty battered though from the weed addiction but that’s not todays topic). I want to talk about it because it was a part of my life I enjoyed.

And no, I don’t think that’s sad. I took recreational drugs, and it enhanced my life and experiences a bit, so what’s the harm in talking about it now? I mean, I always bring up Carl Sagan and that lsd argument, so yeah, look at Carl Sagan. And no I’m not linking shit to Carl Sagan and his lsd use, this isn’t meant to be some wacky pro-drug taking post. I know that for some who may read this it doesn’t matter how good a time I had, they will always be like drugs are bad and end of statement. And believe me I agree, somewhat, but more I think abusing things is bad, and I’m guilty of it too which I’m not proud of, so I’m not condoning drug abuse.

drugs-are-bad

I just want to try and describe how I felt, which is most likely going to be a shitty representation to what it actually was. Because it was awesome.

The thing about me and music, it’s always been intense, because when it comes to movies and music, I love it so much that it can be draining on me when I hear certain genres or bands.

But electronic music doesn’t usually having singing or anything (well, the stuff I was listening to mainly didn’t) and when it did, the lyrics were usually simple.

(Another Disclaimer: All the music I’m referencing is from between 1999-2008, when electronic music was called Techno, and there was no such thing as dubstep, well, that’s probably not true.

Corrected Statement: When dubstep wasn’t mainstream and it still sounded mainly like machines having sex.)

The thing is when it comes to techno, the drugs that are truly going to make you experience it the most would be things like speed, exctacy and mdma. Maybe not so much speed alone because that’s a straight amphetamine, but the other 2 are what I like to call ‘feely’ drugs.

Because they make you feel in love with everything and everyone.

And not just everything and everyone, but yourself too, you feel good. Not just inside, but outside too.

And I mean it in every literal sense of that, you’ll want to rub your arms and hug yourself, because damn you feel good. Like silky, warm and amazing.

So as one can assume, you’re in a different frame of mind, because this emotion is only available whilst on this drug. Seriously. Because it’s not an emotion you’re experiencing in your mind consciously, you feel it in your body more. It’s like the very core of your being is emoting, and your brain is completely tranced out.

When you take out the object of thinking out of the equation, please, just listen to the beat of any popular dance track, and tell me if you were in that state your body would not feel that beat.  

The type of noises from electronic music, you experience it in a completely new way, it all fits together for me like a sound masterpiece and my body still remembers how that felt.

You have no idea how happy techno music from back in the day makes me. I can still reminisce and feel the shadow of the feeling I felt on those drugs, on those nights, in those clubs.

And it feels so warm and happy and safe because I created whatever emotion attached to those beats. And in a rave, everybody around you is most likely feeling fucking amazing alongside you too, because they are most likely on those same drugs. And don’t start with how dangerous that sounds.

You know what’s also dangerous? A big rowdy pub full of drunk people.

People on drugs are scary because you don’t know how they’re going to react. You can’t say that one drug is any less dangerous then the other, that’s the one hypocrisy that really fucks me off in people.

Look, the moment I actually touched something harder then weed was the day I realised I was part of a group that was very highly judged now. And I realised that it isn’t the drugs that are bad, the drugs are amazing. It’s the people that get hooked on it and do stupid things which is bad.   

Addiction to the point of not only abusing your body, but abusing the law is bad. 

But from my weed and cigarette addiction, I can now fully empathise with these ‘junkies’ as they are so callously called.

Can you really blame someone that’s in pain for turning to something which makes them happy, which takes them out of their mind? Can you even imagine, as someone not addicted to anything, to be in that much torment that you would rather give up life just to be on something that made you feel better? I’m sorry but, ‘I get low but I didn’t turn to drugs’, is a fucking ignorant stupid statement. Just because you can deal with situations without getting addicted to anything, doesn’t give you the right to expect everybody to cope the same way as you did. Maybe it’s because you haven’t actually felt the same crippling pain as some that turn to drugs do. Or maybe you have your own bad habits that are addictions as such, things that help you cope like cigarettes or coffee.

Maybe you could never comprehend that pain. And that’s ok, because people feel emotion at different degrees of severity. So understand, you’re fortunate that you don’t experience the same crippling lows as someone that turns to drugs. Be grateful, and feel empathy for all of those poor souls trapped in their addiction, whatever destructive addiction that may be.

Stopping judging, and start understanding. Only then can we truly start making an effort to help with addiction.

And please, put things into perspective. Most of us have drank alcohol. Some get addicted to it, and it is just as devasting as any illegal drug addiction. People can abuse things like prescription medications and food which can be just as destructive on the body.

I also believe that recreational drug use, if done responsibly can be viewed in the same way as drinking at a pub. Harmless social fun not done too often.

It’s only my opinion though, hush now. You don’t have to agree with all of it, I just would like to hope you think about what I said about junkies, because these people deserve more empathy and less judgement.

raving
(You really think this guy is going to beat you up in a dark alley?)