Smokers poll

do you smoke?

  • Yes

    Votes: 24 30.8%
  • No

    Votes: 54 69.2%

  • Total voters
    78
riku_124 said:
well, it seems liek your axity comes form not doing anyhting

I agree. When we aren't engaging with the present, when we're passive, past thoughts and feelings can easily take us hostage.

This is why, in a prison, the solitary is the worst punishment: one is left to the mercy of one's past, with no escape to actually do something in the present -- other than strive to deal with the past somehow.



what are your hobbies? hopes? passions?

I think there comes a point in a person's life when all these seem to fall away. I think this is because the organism wants to get well, and it tries to focus on that which is really causing troubles -- and everything else, all distractions get done away with.

So in a way, the state where one seems to have no hobbies, no hopes, no passions can actually be very conducive to a solution. The thing is then to accept that there is this old pain, and stop pushing it away or distracting oneself away from it.
This may be very scary.
 
Yes, but water, that is what I am trying to do here. Face those old fears and pains. This is not the first time either. However, I don't feel like I fit in here, in this world. I don't seem to have what it takes to go along with the charade that is American society. Nor do I really have the desire.
 
riku_124 said:
who in sci forums smokes?

I do not smoke, and never will. However, I do condone it. The tobacco industry is an important part of the American and world economy, and the farming of tobacco is a vital part of Kentucky's economy.
 
water :I think there comes a point in a person's life when all these seem to fall away. I think this is because the organism wants to get well, and it tries to focus on that which is really causing troubles

i ment what his hopes passions etc are, and maby those ,if he does them, itll take the though of smoking away,

Cottentop3000:I don't feel like I fit in here, in this world. I don't seem to have what it takes to go along with the charade that is American society. Nor do I really have the desire.

is this your way of saying you want to commit suicide? and you do fit in america is the crazy mentally unstable people we all know and love, its also what amkes sciforums
such a happy place.

Hapsburg:However, I do condone it. The tobacco industry is an important part of the American and world economy, and the farming of tobacco is a vital part of Kentucky's economy.

well said.

soemone siad soemthing ( that girl with the k name.... katoka or osmehting??) said how we dont think of the risks whenever its ourselves, at first i htought she was full of bs, but now ive ocme to realize she was right, im trying to help cotten top, and i still dont care that i smoke and it could happen to me.

human nature i guess
 
Cottontop3000 said:
Yes, but water, that is what I am trying to do here. Face those old fears and pains. This is not the first time either.

I know. Things take time. Hang on.

Do one thing for yourself, each day. Just one thing, each day. Shave, or cook yourself a nice soup, take a shower, just one thing, it doesn't matter if it is simple and mundane, and do it with the mind of doing it for yourself.


However, I don't feel like I fit in here, in this world. I don't seem to have what it takes to go along with the charade that is American society. Nor do I really have the desire.

I think that's alright. Being healthy by the measures of a sick society, is not health at all.
 
water said:
I know. Things take time. Hang on.

Do one thing for yourself, each day. Just one thing, each day. Shave, or cook yourself a nice soup, take a shower, just one thing, it doesn't matter if it is simple and mundane, and do it with the mind of doing it for yourself.
Alright. I will. I think I can do this. :)

I think that's alright. Being healthy by the measures of a sick society, is not health at all.
Thanks. Good to hear.
 
Cottontop3000 said:
I've spent some time thinking about that. I don't have much confidence in it though. Thanks for the suggestion, I'll think more about it. I've also (briefly) considered the staple in the ear, but I think that is horseshit.

I need something to live for. Not a new way to do it. Give me a good reason to live, and cold turkey will be easy enough. I just can't think of a good enough reason to want to live. Believe me, I've wracked my little brain.


That sounds like a classic sign of depression. I think you should be looking into therapists. Good ones. Not the ones who give you anti depressents until you've built up a fake happiness.
 
Ricky Houy said:
That sounds like a classic sign of depression. I think you should be looking into therapists. Good ones. Not the ones who give you anti depressents until you've built up a fake happiness.

It is depression, so they have said for years, and I've had some of the best therapists, psychologists, counsellors, pshychiatrists, behavioral experts, etc. No help, imo. From either the type that just talk or the type that prescribe. Hell, I didn't even get the fake kind of happiness. :) I feel cheated. :( Maybe I need to get a personal motivational speaker. Like a Tony Robbins or a Zig Ziglar. Know any that come cheap?

Seriously, Ricky, I'm doing alright. I maybe make it sound a little worse than it is sometimes. I don't know.
 
Look into adopting a calorie restricted diet, find a low impact sport you will enjoy regularly, and cultivate your mind. Beating depression isn't difficult, but it is a commitment to changing your routines; of both your mind and body.

This sounds odd coming from a chain-smoking coffee-slamming technologist, artist and athlete, but longevity is a lifestyle.

...

Depression may be the single most challenging factor for practical transhumanism right now, and its many forms make it difficult to treat effectively. We simply aren't taught "how" to live 150 or more years, not socially, not culturally, not philosophically... much less- "deal with it" in a healthy fashion; emotionally, mentally, and physically.
 
That would be great, qwerty mob. I do like the idea of living a long life and expanding my consciousness. I still need a reason to do it. What do you want to live for? What excites you most about life?
 
Nothing stands out in my life as being more important or exciting than anything else, cognitively... it's simply a "visceral will" to survive before it is anything else; though I suppose one could characterize my mindset (attitude, or "purpose") as that of "transhumanism"... that existence is the art- and science of-- "re-inventing one's self" in order to cope and adapt... and not to merely survive, instinctively, but to also thrive, holistically.

...

I really don't have a pat answer for what makes me tick, only, rather, that it is a mystery which I've learned to work around; to "embrace your passions" was a significant piece of advice last year, which is still resonating.

So, I pass it on.
 
So ... several years ago, when bleeding internally, my doctor gruffly wrote me a prescription for a mindbending anti-smoking drug (Wellbutrin) that was originally indicated as an ADD pill. There was no question, no argument, no nothing to be had. He wrote the prescription and told me to take the pills.

Ye gads, I hate Wellbutrin. In its defense, though, I will say that I know someone who takes it for his brain and claims it is a miracle pill. I think we can safely say ADD is not my problem.

Flash forward to only recently, when I finally agreed to have my mind professionaly skewed with an SSRI. My doctor won't prescribe anything else as an antismoking agent, even though I asked for one. He asked how much I was smoking, and was surprised to learn it was still between a half and full pack a day. Apparently, or at least to take a guess, when his patients are asking for head drugs, they're usually smoking more. He was expecting me to say two or three packs a day.

So here's one you don't expect from a doctor who has recovered from cancer: "I don't care about your smoking. There are other things to worry about."

He's my doctor; he knows I have a daughter, and he knows what else I put into my system to skew my brain. I have to admit he surprised me by backing off the hardline against smoking tobacco.

In the meantime, I'll raise a Copper (Hook) to Seattle's anti-smoking law. And also to Seattle's business owners. Power to the addicts? The upshot is that people now have to run a smoky gauntlet to get into and out of various establishments, and in many places, they don't seem to care if you're twenty-five feet or twenty-five inches out the door. And, well, the dive bars? Belly up, smokers.
 
your docter saying that seems pretty odd, but if your only msoknig half a pack, smoke one less every day for a week, the nsmoke one less the next week, etc etc, i could do that if i wanted to i bet
 
Well, when you're dealing with someone who is confessing depression as a last resort to stave off a major tragedy ... okay, I'll be honest: Who here hasn't thought at some point that I needed to medicate?

But, yes, with all the issues on the table at present--re-entering the workforce, relocating as the result of familial dissolution, raising a daughter, coping with an alcoholic, &c.--I think I do understand how smoking is a lower concern. Even my family has backed off. My father even pitched me some cash recently to make sure I had tobacco.

And there's a strange story: Recently I was talking to my father on the phone, babbling nearly incoherently about the situation I find myself in, and I paused thoughtfully, telling him, "Yeah, I guess you're seeing the face of addiction." I was referring to myself; my incoherence arose from a lack of nicotine amid a ridiculously stressful week. But my father spoke about my partner's alcoholism, and the devastating effect he perceives it having on me. Please understand, in all my childhood I never would have imagined my father looking at a situation in such terms, except as a desperate wish. That chip so many think I have on my shoulder? It is in part a reaction to that insistent perspective demanded in childhood. My perspective on "personal accountability" is so twisted that the GOP can suck me for all I care. And here ... it's as if now that I've taken the step of professionally medicating the blues, people are willing to deal with me on a whole new set of terms. Makes little sense, but I can deal. It's all to my favor. Gives me more time to figure out the how and why.

Meantime, drokk it. I need a smoke.
 
i nned one to.... but im at my grandma's and its msoke free, so its hard ot find a way to tell your grandma you need soem frehs air at 10 at night.....
 
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