#deep thought journal

[laidee-flegman]

Journaling prompts that make you think deeper part 2

Seen as my last post on deep journaling prompts was a bit of a hit, I thought I'd come up with some more, this time on the wider world.

What does it mean to live a meaningful life?

If you could ask one question and receive a definite answer, what would you ask?

Imagine a world without social media. How would that change our society?

What role does empathy play in shaping our world?

How do you define success, and has that definition evolved over time?

What is the most significant issue facing humanity today, and how can it be addressed?

If you could travel back in time and witness any historical event, which one would it be, and why?

Consider the concept of infinity. How does it impact our understanding of the universe?

How does art and creativity shape the world around us?

Reflect on a moment in your life that challenged your beliefs. What did you learn from it?

What is the meaning of happiness, and how can it be achieved?

If you could spend a day in the shoes of anyone, living or dead, who would it be?

How has technology changed the way we connect with each other and the world?

Consider the impact of climate change on our planet. What can individuals do to make a difference?

If you could redesign the education system, what changes would you make?

Explore the concept of time. Is it linear, cyclical, or something else entirely?

What does it mean to be truly free in today's society?

Reflect on the power of language and how it shapes our understanding of the world.

If you could meet one philosopher or thinker from history, who would it be, and what questions would you ask them?

How does the concept of beauty vary across cultures and time periods?

Reflect on the role of storytelling in human history and its significance.

If you could solve one global problem, what would it be, and how would you go about solving it?

Consider the concept of destiny and free will. Are they in conflict, or can they coexist?

What is the most awe-inspiring natural phenomenon you've ever witnessed?

Explore the idea of consciousness. What is it, and how does it relate to the physical brain?

How does our understanding of mortality shape the way we live our lives?

Reflect on the relationship between technology and privacy in today's world.

Imagine a world with no limitations. What would you create or achieve in such a world?

How has globalization affected our cultural identities and traditions?

Consider the possibility of extraterrestrial life. What would it mean for humanity if we discovered it?

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Okay now that I've reblogged that one post...

Holy shit

Like, please understand me. This is how I already interpreted these relationships after reading Journal 3 but like

Wow Ford really was in a weird kinda complicated gay situationship with Bill and Fiddleford, huh? When he's all alone on Christmas in tbob he's all like "Oh yeah haha of course...of course. You have. Yeah. You have a wife, F. How could I expect you not to leave. I am totally not secretly hoping you'll turn around and come back to me, or that you'll even bring your family back here if you have to so I can see you. I'd retreat to my dreams but I haven't seen my muse in weeks and I miss him so badly. I'm so alone"

He and Fiddleford aren't even dating but it's hard not to get the light impression that this situationship is such that Ford kinda treats Bill like his comfort triangle from his head and dreams and Fiddleford like his comfort best friend in his lab. Like he's sad on Christmas that his boyfriends left him alone, you know? Of course it's definitely more complicated than just that, but they are dear companions to him

Or when Bill finally comes back and Ford is pissed

"You return now? After all of that, after me missing you so badly, almost dying, wondering if I'd dreamed it all up. You return now like it was no biggie? Did you ever mean the things you said? Did you not find some other scientist or some other big brain to talk up? Have you found someone else? Another partner?"

And then Bill, dodging the question was like "Funny you think I'm cheating on you as if you haven't been spending all that time with F. The side bitch. The third wheel. You've even considered telling him everything, even though you know he has second thoughts. Heh. A little birdie told me he dreams of shutting down the project even."

Leading Ford to be like "Aw hell how could I accuse my muse of such a terrible thing when I haven't been a saint. He's right! F has been much less motivated lately and I've just gotten so paranoid from the isolation. I'm so sorry for my baseless accusations."

I don't even have a lot to say I just love these three. Fiddleford put up with a lot of shit from Ford while also dealing with his own problems and trying to help him regardless, while Stanford saw him as a comfort and a good friend but ultimately someone who was of lesser mind than he and couldn't see things through his eyes, while Bill was in Stanford's corner actively making him worse and contributing to his isolation (trying to get him to drop Fiddleford and actively feeding his paranoia), while Stanford was seeing both relationships of his with stars in his eyes and rose tinted glasses because he refused to do some introspection

There's so much stuff that journal 3 and tbob added to the equation that's just bad/shitty all around. Can't believe Ford went through a double divorce/breakup despite not having ever been married (or, at least, despite not even officially dating them sorta)

The entire situation in the past is just tragic and hilarious and concerning all at once and that's what I like the portal trio for tbh

[namedvesta]

“I feel profoundly alone, cut off, unattractive...  I feel unloveable. But I respect that unloveable soldier — struggling to survive, struggling to be honest, just, honourable. I respect myself.”

— Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980.

— Diane Arbus, “Susan Sontag alone on a bed. N.Y.C.𝟣𝟫𝟨𝟧.”

[sillytriumphdragon]

Ever had those days where you're just like, "What's the point?" It's like this heavy fog settles over everything, and you're stuck in this weird funk, but you can't even pinpoint why. Life feels like this endless series of battles, and lately, it seems like you're losing every single one. Trust? Yeah, good luck with that. Can't trust anyone, can't trust what's coming next, and honestly, can't even trust yourself. It's like you're stuck in this maze of doubt, and there's no clear way out. But hey, it's okay not to have it all figured out. Sometimes, you just gotta ride the wave and hope for smoother seas ahead. Hang tight, buddy. 🌊🌀🌟

[sarahcute]

We are all writing the story of our lives. Journaling is actually a form of Therapy, when a person writes they are finding ways to express their most abstract thoughts, feelings, and emotions using the written word.

The better the combination of words, phrases and sentences the better that persons writing is going to sound to others. A Good writer is not only someone who writes well, but someone who writes the story of their life within the words they write.

We like people who emanate the essence of who they are in their writing, and sometimes even when writing the story of ones Life, that is the sort of writing another would actually like to read.

That makes writing spiritual in a sense. In the bible it is written, man does not live by bread alone but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.

When we write with emotion we are embodying our own needs in that writing, and people can glean that off the page. That is spiritual. We are all writers, writing the story of our lives...

[batvilletv]

Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.

[peitalo]

For each individual page of the book of bill that you read you have to then reread the entirety of journal 3. Yeah per page. Yeah it says it in fine print in atbash cipher

[worldwidewandress]

"imagine meeting someone who wanted to learn your past not to punish you but to understand how you needed to be loved"

[wordsfromwise]

[eccedentesiast-skies]

Learning to grieve aspects of yourself once believed would be apart of you forever, is one of the scariest yet most enlightening experiences.

[ellabswilliamson]

Just noticed in the episode Left Behind the song that plays in the background while Ellie and Riley explore the mall is 'Take On Me'

And the song that Ellie sings to Dina around the campfire and in Seattle in Part II is 'Take On Me'

[divinepsycheaura]

[kiiraa88]

Here’s another journal entry!!!! Life update: I just had my first job interview and I feel like it went really well☺️☺️

[notice-how]

What am I most scared of?

Her smile 

The way her cheeks shine every time she smiles 

Those cheeks make me happy 

They make me anxious 

Why anxious? Idk that maybe one day will come when she doesn't like me anymore? Idk that I might do something to catalyze the very thing I'm most afraid of? .

I asked her “what are u most afraid of?”

She replies - “darkness” 

She’s afraid of darkness 

I find her interesting 

I'm obsessed 

I tell her that from time to time 

But the catch is ppl can be blind sometimes 

This is a very generalized statement but i think if I keep showing how much I'm obsessed 

A day might come when she might not need me anymore 

She might not feel the same obsession 

She might have a reason to not feel the same 

My feelings? They’re intense 

Why do I write this? 

I heard that it's a good way to dissolve anxiety 

Remember how she said that she’s most afraid of darkness? 

Well let me say this “I am too, I am scared of the dark” but my dark is a bit different, dark as per norms is the nothing, no control, no stimulus ,just….nothing.

Heck even Schrödinger said that if there’s no observer present to observe an entity, that entity doesn't even EXIST? as absurd as this sounds but this is true 

At least on a quantum level.

Let's jump back to what type of dark I am scared of, darkness for me is every second spent without :

talking to her 

Looking at her 

Listen all her yapping 

Getting lost in those eyes of her 

Observing every little detail about her 

Everytime i get to play with her hair 

This is light for me 

This is vision to my eyes 

Waves to my ears 

Pressure to my skin 

Ions to my olfactory receptors 

Taste to my tongue

So if darkness is absence of external stimulus to our senses then yes every second i spend without her is darkness for me.

This is what I'm most scared of .

This is fear and this is my anxiety.

[alizahawthorne]

november 3, 2024

there is hate brewing in my bones. i do not believe it will stop until you are laid to rest.

[gloomypixiie]

@pastelpixi