[SuicideFuel] I am closer to 80 than to 30.

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There are people here who don't remember The Trade Center Bombing, The Year 2000. I was 30 in 1992, and that seemed very recent to me. So in that gap of time, I will be over 80. 1992 seems like yesterday to me. I am closer to 90 than to college, I am closer to 95 than to high school. I feel I just graduated high school. If I stepped foot in there, it would seem like I just left. Time is going very fast. If I walk into a college, I feel like I'm still a student there. I sit in the cafeteria and it seems so recent. I still remember the smell of the furniture, the freshly sharpened pencils, the text books and the carbon paper. I even still remember my mother taking me to the first day of elementary school, in 1968. We had spaghetti for lunch. I still remember learning the alphabet, spelling simple words, President Nixon. We all watched The first Moon Landing (in school) on a Black and White TV. Time is going so fats, just like on that movie The Time Machine, from around 1959.
 
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Fucking brutal age pill man. You and grotesgue should talk. Hes 38 and the age pill has ruined him.
 

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There are people here who don't remember The Trade Center Bombing
I do, I was twelve. I was playing with Lego in the living room (I was a NEET back then, I didn't go to school for a couple of years) and watching TV when the show got interrupted and the WTC burning was shown. I thought it was an accident, but then the other place hit the second tower live, shit was crazy. Biggest happening ever, imagine the threads if /pol/ existed back then.
 
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As you get older, time seems to accelerate.
It's the contrast between the years you've already been through with the time ahead of you, the time it takes to get through a day, or a year, as well as the fact that we internalize and remember less events as we get older. You'll remember the first time, or first few times you try or see something new, but not usually the next several thousand. Apply that to everything in life, and there you go.
 
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As you get older, time seems to accelerate.
Can confirm. Not sure why but it's really noticeable.
This is one of the things that angers me the most, along with the massive amount of regret involving wasted time. I wonder if our perception of time decreases as it goes on because of us having fewer new experiences and brain growth mostly stopping around 25.
 

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Time is on the clock everything you have ever wanted has long faded out of the realm of possibility even those little things like those small moments of joy and hope are getting ready to end forever with nothing tangible to show for it.


This hits hard I wish you the best.
 
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There are people here who don't remember The Trade Center Bombing, The Year 2000. I was 30 in 1992, and that seemed very recent to me. So in that gap of time, I will be over 80. 1992 seems like yesterday to me. I am closer to 90 than to college, I am closer to 95 than to high school. I feel I just graduated high school. If I stepped foot in there, it would seem like I just left. Time is going very fast. If I walk into a college, I feel like I'm still a student there. I sit in the cafeteria and it seems so recent. I still remember the smell of the furniture, the freshly sharpened pencils, the text books and the carbon paper. I even still remember my mother taking me to the first day of elementary school, in 1968. We had spaghetti for lunch. I still remember learning the alphabet, spelling simple words, President Nixon. We all watched The first Moon Landing (in school) on a Black and White TV. Time is going so fats, just like on that movie The Time Machine, from around 1959.
This is pretty damn poignant, as I can totally relate. I never got over turning 30, yet here I am, just a few months away from turning fucking FIFTY! Time seems to accelerate at an alarming rate as you get older. It's kind of like jumping out of an airplane and plummeting faster and faster towards earth.
 
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Yes, the agepill is brutal and comes to us all. I'm 'only' 32, still a young man technically, but I know the best years of my life are over and I will NEVER get them back. I find myself returning to my old childhood haunts and reminiscing fondly of happier, innocent times--before mobile phones, the internet, social media, selfies, hardcore porn and the like. I remember long, hot summers that never seemed to end, riding bicycles with my friends and sisters, playing Sega and DOS games with my younger brother, with the burgeoning Britpop scene being the soundtrack behind it all. Life just seemed so magical and promising back then.

There was a song that always used to play on the car radio, Pulp's Disco 2000. It referred to a man meeting up with his old school crush many years later, in the year 2000 to be precise. As a child in the mid 90s, the year 2000 seemed like an impossibly long time away and I was so excited knowing I would be a teenager during that year. But little would I know that my adolescence would be the starting point of 20 years of misery.

Twenty years--where did they go? An entire generation of teenagers has passed since then, and the world's changed so much I can barely comprehend it. The journey into adulthood was supposed to be an exciting adventure full of milestones and experiences, yet my happiest moments going through that process was when I was alone in front of an internet-connected PC. I look at the FB pages of long-lost schoolfriends and compare the differences between their lives and my own. That could've, and should've, been ME! But it wasn't, all because of who my parents were. But I already know how this story will end, because it happened to my uncle, who died a childless virgin in his late 60s after living in his parents' home his entire life.

Incidentally, I was 15 when 9/11 happened and I shamefully admit that I changed the channel, as I found it boring and unimportant. Americans were just some English-speaking foreigners in a distant land I knew nothing of--a damning indictment of my country's education system, but also of my own lack of intellectual curiosity at that time.
 

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