The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

I started playing hold'em in the summer of 2004 after watching a neighbor play tourneys on Party. After losing maybe $400 learning the game I decided I wanted to stick to playing NL. I quickly became a winning player and moved up in stakes rapidly, and little over an year later I had a six-digit roll. I had caught the tail end of the poker boom. But then things quickly changed. The online-gambling bill was passed. Tens of thousands of my funds were frozen in the NETELLER seizure and the feds also stole my precious body fluids. I also ended up dropping out of college last December. The school was going to shtt, tuition was increasing, and most importantly I wasn't getting what I wanted out of it. So that brings us to now. My roll has shriveled like testicles dipped in ice water after taking some hits on FT. I barely play any poker at all anymore. My day consists of listening to music and smoking weed for 3 hours of the day, watching Doctor Strangelove, maybe some reading and writing, and perhaps 1 hour of poker, and drinking. I sleep for the rest of the time, I'm guessing around 14 hours or so. I'm a glorified bum. My roommates say I am quite the specimen and I don't think they mean it as a compliment. I realized that you can do what you want to whenever you want to, you can do what you want to there's no one to stop you, all spit and spite you're up all night and down every day, a tired man with a faucet in one hand, gun in another, only hours to go waiting to be taken away.

Right now I don't really give a shtt about anything. It's like an opium high. I've reached a plateau. I don't feel good, I don't feel bad, I don't feel anything. Maybe this is as close to Zen as I'll ever get. For a while in college I was depressed and thought about icing myself and listened to Biggy's song "Suicidal Thoughts" a lot because I was feeling it. I was thinking when I die, fk it I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a piece of shtt it ain't hard to tell. But I have transcended that state through introspection and meditation and stripping away the delusions of religion that have been haunting me. And with this nothingness came a certain clarity of vision and motion and structure. Life was stripped bare of all it's superficialities and I see myself for what I am. In a sense it was a process of de-edification, a reversion to a more primal consciousness without the distraction of the artifices created by man. I sacrificed the elements that made me human and became Big Nothing. I became painfully aware that the vast majority of humans have an aversion to being exposed to certain truths because they subscribe to a version of reality and seek to preserve it almost out of reflex. They do not want to face the void and would rather shield themselves with falsehoods than seek the truth. And they don't know that truth doesn't come in a bottle. That truth isn't printed on billboards. That it doesn't play on the radio or heard in churches or schools. That you'll hear more truth from a pig's mouth than a politician these days. But truth is all around you even if you cannot see it or understand it. And the truth I speak of is not a human construct but a higher truth. Truth exists in nothing. Truth is nothing. Truth is. Just as there are virtual particles that flit in and out of space defying the laws of physics, truth exists in nothing and arises out of nothing. After reading this I know that there are those out there who sense my power and seek the life essence. You desire to taste the essence that my soul secretes and inseminate you with truth. But I do deny you my essence. For the essence comes from within. For truth can only come from within. Sit in a room, let your mind settle down and remove the filters on the connection you have to the organ that nestles in your skull like an egg in a nest, and the ghost of truth might come knocking on your door. In the process of making myself a vessel for the truth I have suffered greatly. But now I'm Big Nothing, Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my post hits, tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics, I inspect view through the future see millenium.

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

Where do strip clubs fit into this picture?

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

where does making the same post in every forum fit in this picture?

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

I thought he was banned.

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

getting drunk and stoned isn't ascetic

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

The truth is you need to use more pharagraphs when writing.

You need to write a book. Here is the title, see what you can do with it: Sex Toys For The Indolent.

-Zeno

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

Is this a meme?

PairTheBoard

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I became painfully aware that the vast majority of humans have an aversion to being exposed to certain truths because they subscribe to a version of reality and seek to preserve it almost out of reflex. They do not want to face the void and would rather shield themselves with falsehoods than seek the truth.


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Solomon beat you to it by about 3000 years:

Ecclesiates 1:
1The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem.
2"Vanity of vanities," says the Preacher,
"Vanity of vanities! All is vanity."
3What advantage does man have in all his work
Which he does under the sun?
8All things are wearisome;
Man is not able to tell it.
The eye is not satisfied with seeing,
Nor is the ear filled with hearing.
12I, the Preacher, have been king over Israel in Jerusalem.
13And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom concerning all that has been done under heaven It is a grievous task which God has given to the sons of men to be afflicted with.
14I have seen all the works which have been done under the sun, and behold, all is vanity and striving after wind.
15What is crooked cannot be straightened and what is lacking cannot be counted.
16I said to myself, "Behold, I have magnified and increased wisdom more than all who were over Jerusalem before me; and my mind has observed a wealth of wisdom and knowledge."
17And I set my mind to know wisdom and to know madness and folly; I realized that this also is striving after wind.
18Because in much wisdom there is much grief, and increasing knowledge results in increasing pain.

But he had a solution

Ecclesiates 12:

13The conclusion, when all has been heard, is: fear God and keep His commandments, because this applies to every person.
14For God will bring every act to judgment, everything which is hidden, whether it is good or evil.

Re: The Well or: How I Learned to Stop Caring and Become Big Nothing
 

Jesus had a better solution. God is Love. Love God with all that is within you. And Love others as yourself.

PairTheBoard

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Goodness. The guy wants to throw a Jewish guy some credit for a change. And you bring in Jesus's words even though even Not Ready would agree he wasn't the first to say them.