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One hour's nothing. I go vegan everyday for 6-8 hours.
You may ask the question “what is the point”

The closer you look into the answer the more paradoxical it seems.

Why is there nothing instead of something? Is nothing even possible since nothing is something? People look to religion to find their meaning and a promise of an afterlife. But this isn’t 100% knowable. What we do know is that we exist. Pain exists. Pleasure exists. Most of us can see, hear, taste, smell, and feel. But even saying that the point is to make choices as you navigate through life based on these stimuli is challenging. Studies have shown that your brain knows what it’s going to do fractions of a second before you’re aware you have a compulsion to do anything. Meaning, much how I sat passively while going Vegan for an hour, we’re simply reacting to neurological processes we don’t control calling into question the whole idea of free will.

If hypothetically there’s no free will and no afterlife, what’s the point. Well, even if we don’t control it, pleasure still exists, pain still exists, sadness and happiness still exist, we still feel. And many people still enjoy passively observing vegan videos playing right in front of them. Therefore, the point seems to be to pay attention to right now. Acknowledge what is real and enjoy your individual experience of each passing moment. Or don’t. I hate doing things. Look what you made me do
 
You may ask the question “what is the point”

The closer you look into the answer the more paradoxical it seems.

Why is there nothing instead of something? Is nothing even possible since nothing is something? People look to religion to find their meaning and a promise of an afterlife. But this isn’t 100% knowable. What we do know is that we exist. Pain exists. Pleasure exists. Most of us can see, hear, taste, smell, and feel. But even saying that the point is to make choices as you navigate through life based on these stimuli is challenging. Studies have shown that your brain knows what it’s going to do fractions of a second before you’re aware you have a compulsion to do anything. Meaning, much how I sat passively while going Vegan for an hour, we’re simply reacting to neurological processes we don’t control calling into question the whole idea of free will.

If hypothetically there’s no free will and no afterlife, what’s the point. Well, even if we don’t control it, pleasure still exists, pain still exists, sadness and happiness still exist, we still feel. And many people still enjoy passively observing vegan videos playing right in front of them. Therefore, the point seems to be to pay attention to right now. Acknowledge what is real and enjoy your individual experience of each passing moment. Or don’t. I hate doing things. Look what you made me do
I'm just gonna go eat a burger...
 
You may ask the question “what is the point”

The closer you look into the answer the more paradoxical it seems.

Why is there nothing instead of something? Is nothing even possible since nothing is something? People look to religion to find their meaning and a promise of an afterlife. But this isn’t 100% knowable. What we do know is that we exist. Pain exists. Pleasure exists. Most of us can see, hear, taste, smell, and feel. But even saying that the point is to make choices as you navigate through life based on these stimuli is challenging. Studies have shown that your brain knows what it’s going to do fractions of a second before you’re aware you have a compulsion to do anything. Meaning, much how I sat passively while going Vegan for an hour, we’re simply reacting to neurological processes we don’t control calling into question the whole idea of free will.

If hypothetically there’s no free will and no afterlife, what’s the point. Well, even if we don’t control it, pleasure still exists, pain still exists, sadness and happiness still exist, we still feel. And many people still enjoy passively observing vegan videos playing right in front of them. Therefore, the point seems to be to pay attention to right now. Acknowledge what is real and enjoy your individual experience of each passing moment. Or don’t. I hate doing things. Look what you made me do

My response to this my brother is the very first thing that Bill Cosby says after Theo's speech...

 
One hell of an exciting high school football game tonight @ Old Mill.
Glen Burnie was the visting team. Defensive battle most of the game. Glen Burnie was moving the ball well just not finishing.
Old Mill was not moving the ball well.

7-6 at the half Old Mills favor.
Glen Burnie came out hot in the second half.
Glen Burnie kicks a field goal making the score 18-22 with less than two minutes left in the game. Aided by a coupla' penalties Old Mill stops the makes it to the opposing 22 with three seconds on the clock.
A finger tip tippy toe catch in the end zone put Old Mill up 24-22 with zeros on the clock.

Super exciting finish.
I tell ya. High School football is pretty cool.
 
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I could never be vegan for 3 weeks.

I couldn't either.

I never thought I could live on food that doesn't include lot of animal flash longer than 24 hours. Tried few times before, it drove me crazy.

Over last three and a half weeks though, the only meat I consumed were prawns (once), fish (twice) and about 50 grams (less than 2 oz) of some nice chorizo I couldn't resist. The rest was brown rice, pasta, eggs and lot of different roots/vegetables. Little bit of wholemeal bread and loads of fruit. Drinking only water and a cup of milk daily with oats. I don't mind taking time to prepare stuff properly, like cooking quite a bit.

Started noticing a change after a week and I must say, I'm feeling awesome. Sleep better, work better, don't get cranky (unless I'm watching Harbs pressers) and life is great.
 
Let's get personal for a minute... Cuz why not.

So those of you who know me personally know that I suffer from an anxiety disorder and chronic depression. I've had multiple therapists in my lifetime. And anyone who knows how some things work know that there are points in my life where I'm happy, and points where I'm down in the fucking dumps. I'm at a low point right now. It's been hard on me. I'd say life sucks, but in reality it doesn't. I have a 3.7 GPA right now and am on pace for a 4.0 this semester. My friend group consists of a former MARSOC badass who's a 29 year old college freshman, the captain of the hockey team, my two 21 year old roommates who I take advantage of and am using that to turn myself into a 19 year old alcoholic(and yes, if I don't quit now I'm going to develop a problem. I get blackout drunk at least 4 days a week it seems like, so as of this week I quit at least until I get to Europe to go abroad), a daughter of a multi-billionaire oil tycoon who has a heart of gold, a really sweet Minnesotan, and two of my best friends from high school that went to same college as me. It's not a lot of friends in the social media age where thousands are the new normal, but I wouldn't trade them for anyone. I do go on dates with cute girls and I made a lot of money at my job this summer(country clubs pay well). But I feel horrible. I have no reason to. I just wake up every morning and hate myself. Is some of it stress from exams? Yes, but I've turned myself into a notoriously good test taker because like my father before I've turned into kind of a workaholic. I get up at 6 am every morning, work out, go eat breakfast, and then study until my first class, then stay after school an extra hour to study in the library, come home, lift, and then I cook myself dinner, and study more before I go to bed at 2am. And sure, that schedule has been super effective. And yes, I don't really get enough sleep, but anything for the grade. So if I've seemed a little down in the dumps lately, that's a big reason why. I'm not anywhere near what my lowest point was(and I will never discuss my lowest point with anyone... Even those I'm close with know nothing about it). But today was a really bad day. And frankly, typing novels is kind of therapeutic for me and I needed to get something off of my chest. I'll be fine. I'm not gonna run away from my damn problems. It won't solve anything. But yeah..



TLDR: Depression is a bitch
 
I never thought I could live on food that doesn't include lot of animal flash longer than 24 hours. Tried few times before, it drove me crazy.

Over last three and a half weeks though, the only meat I consumed were prawns (once), fish (twice) and about 50 grams (less than 2 oz) of some nice chorizo I couldn't resist. The rest was brown rice, pasta, eggs and lot of different roots/vegetables. Little bit of wholemeal bread and loads of fruit. Drinking only water and a cup of milk daily with oats. I don't mind taking time to prepare stuff properly, like cooking quite a bit.

Started noticing a change after a week and I must say, I'm feeling awesome. Sleep better, work better, don't get cranky (unless I'm watching Harbs pressers) and life is great.
I tend to follow a super strict diet for health reasons. I want to be Pescitarit and was for a time(I'm an islander. We love our fish).

Over the summer I worked with a group of personal trainers. One had a Phd in nutrition and she knew her stuff. The best thing I learned from that is what portions should be. You should be eating no more than 5 small meals a day, with eating some small amounts of lean protein and vegetables.

That's not the diet I follow(unlike my father, I'm not filthy stinking rich but I can still afford some nice things).

So here's what I do .


Mon, Tues, Wed, Thursday, Friday

Breakfast: 3 egg Omlette, spinach, onions, peppers, jalapeños, wth salsa on top(which is REALLY good for you btw).
Lunch: Small grilled chicken breasts topped with an avacado, with a side garden salad.
Dinner: Either one of three things.

1. 3 grilled chicken breasts with some brown rice and broccoli
2. 1 small top sirloin steak with sweet potatoes and some Brussel sprouts
3. 1 filet Alaskan Salmon with vegetable succotash.


Saturday is the day I'm recovering from a hangover, so I tend to have one of my three hangover remedies.
1. A nice, greasy, burger from Five Guys, with a chocolate Oreo milkshake.
2. A whole pizza from Cosmos
3. Biscuts and Gravy.

But Saturday is also the day I go shopping for groceries, and I don't own a car so I walk to and from the grocery store and to target. Overall: 6 miles total. Then I lift before I go to bed. So even though I eat like shit, I burn it off.

Sunday is my "cheat" day. SometimesI eat pancakes, and sometimes I cook myself a nice, juicy steak(depending on the week(some different cut is always on sale at the butcher) I will cook either a New York Strip, a Ribeye, or if I just got done with an exam I'll fork over some extra cash and a buy a Filet. Then I cook myself some garlic mashed potatoes with a side of broccoli, and I'll have a Guiness with it. The other two meals of the day will be super healthy to compensate for it.
 
Let's get personal for a minute... Cuz why not.

So those of you who know me personally know that I suffer from an anxiety disorder and chronic depression. I've had multiple therapists in my lifetime. And anyone who knows how some things work know that there are points in my life where I'm happy, and points where I'm down in the fucking dumps. I'm at a low point right now. It's been hard on me. I'd say life sucks, but in reality it doesn't. I have a 3.7 GPA right now and am on pace for a 4.0 this semester. My friend group consists of a former MARSOC badass who's a 29 year old college freshman, the captain of the hockey team, my two 21 year old roommates who I take advantage of and am using that to turn myself into a 19 year old alcoholic(and yes, if I don't quit now I'm going to develop a problem. I get blackout drunk at least 4 days a week it seems like, so as of this week I quit at least until I get to Europe to go abroad), a daughter of a multi-billionaire oil tycoon who has a heart of gold, a really sweet Minnesotan, and two of my best friends from high school that went to same college as me. It's not a lot of friends in the social media age where thousands are the new normal, but I wouldn't trade them for anyone. I do go on dates with cute girls and I made a lot of money at my job this summer(country clubs pay well). But I feel horrible. I have no reason to. I just wake up every morning and hate myself. Is some of it stress from exams? Yes, but I've turned myself into a notoriously good test taker because like my father before I've turned into kind of a workaholic. I get up at 6 am every morning, work out, go eat breakfast, and then study until my first class, then stay after school an extra hour to study in the library, come home, lift, and then I cook myself dinner, and study more before I go to bed at 2am. And sure, that schedule has been super effective. And yes, I don't really get enough sleep, but anything for the grade. So if I've seemed a little down in the dumps lately, that's a big reason why. I'm not anywhere near what my lowest point was(and I will never discuss my lowest point with anyone... Even those I'm close with know nothing about it). But today was a really bad day. And frankly, typing novels is kind of therapeutic for me and I needed to get something off of my chest. I'll be fine. I'm not gonna run away from my damn problems. It won't solve anything. But yeah..



TLDR: Depression is a bitch
Wow man, didn't know you had that. It seriously is a bitch. My best bro's girlfriend is depressive and it's crazy how I didn't notice it and how I can't do anything to help.
 
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