Sort of having a life crisis...

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The Big Lebowski

Discussion Starter · Oct 31, 2010

Lately I have been feeling like I have been way more understanding of the current culture than my friends and peers...like I am living in the year 2025 or something. I have all this creativity inside me, but my parents and...society in general, they won't let me express it and make use of it. So, maybe I should just retire with all the success have already had, and move to the west and just live with my relatives and shit. I have a decent amount of fame in the town I live in, but I have seriously thought about quitting and just going back to being a nobody, just like it was when I was trying to get some reputation...back when I wasn't getting any girls, and driving shitty cars, and just trying to beat my big brother at one damn thing, I knew I wouldn't be so irrelvant if I could do that.

I used to live in the shitty part of the city, and I would use my summers selling drugs and shit...what else was there to do? Oh yeah, my shitty job at a fast food restaurant? Well...I almost got the job, my friend did, but he just got fired. Its so weird to see myself now with my fame traveling across the ocean spending money, and ignoring that whole mantra of not appreciating what you have in the present, and longing for it to come back when you have lost it in the future. I was thinking about opening my own shop to help people find what what they wanted to do, sort of be part of my pact, but I know they could betray me...and if they did do that, fuck 'em, would sell my shit immediately. And yet more young people would just show up and ask for inspiration...and my clients would say sorry guys, Mr. Timesitheus isn't here anymore.

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Tito.

· #10 · Oct 31, 2010

Timesitheus said:
Lately I have been feeling like I have been way more understanding of the current culture than my friends and peers...like I am living in the year 2025 or something. I have all this creativity inside me, but my parents and...society in general, they won't let me express it and make use of it. So, maybe I should just retire with all the success have already had, and move to the west and just live with my relatives and shit. I have a decent amount of fame in the town I live in, but I have seriously thought about quitting and just going back to being a nobody, just like it was when I was trying to get some reputation...back when I wasn't getting any girls, and driving shitty cars, and just trying to beat my big brother at one damn thing, I knew I wouldn't be so irrelvant if I could do that.

I used to live in the shitty part of the city, and I would use my summers selling drugs and shit...what else was there to do? Oh yeah, my shitty job at a fast food restaurant? Well...I almost got the job, my friend did, but he just got fired. Its so weird to see myself now with my fame traveling across the ocean spending money, and ignoring that whole mantra of not appreciating what you have in the present, and longing for it to come back when you have lost it in the future. I was thinking about opening my own shop to help people find what what they wanted to do, sort of be part of my pact, but I know they could betray me...and if they did do that, fuck 'em, would sell my shit immediately. And yet more young people would just show up and ask for inspiration...and my clients would say sorry guys, Mr. Timesitheus isn't here anymore.

Let me guess. You're ahead of your time, sometimes years out, so the powers of people won't let you get your ideas out. And that makes you want to get your advance out and move to Oklahoma and just live at your aunt's house? :we:

And you're romancing the idea of leaving it all behind, step away from the limelight. Like you were on the grind in 1999. Before model chicks was bendin' over and dealerships asked you Benz or Rover. And if you can just get one beat on Hova you and your girl can get off that cheap ass sofa. :we:

You have no idea what the Chi got to offer an 18-year old, so ya sell drugs and to get a job you gotta play Euro. Your friend worked at Taco Bell and hooked ya up plural but was fired a week later and the manager counted the churros. :we:

And then it's hard to believe when you look up in the mirror how you're out in Europe, spendin' Euros and they say you never know what you got 'til it's gone, but you know you got and but you don't know what they're on. You're gonna open up a store for aspiring MC's, and you won't sell 'em no dream but the inspiration is free? And if they ever flipped sides like Annakin, you would sell everything including the mannequin? :we: