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"Am I a piece of crap?"

This is one of the deepest and most important questions we can ask ourselves in life. For, if we do not ask, how can we ever know? If we do not face the possibility squarely how can one know if one is in fact living the unexamined life of a piece of crap?

We all have a choice. Even if we don't really have a choice, we think we do, and that is enough.

Sit down. Ask yourself some tough questions.

Does the way I am living now truly satisfy my desires?

Is the track I'm on leading to my goals?

Will I look back on my life, from my deathbed, with utter horror, sick and alone while the end is stalking closely?

Am I cheating myself, lying to myself, abusing myself physically and emotionally?

Am I failing to fulfill my obligations to others who love and need me? Those sole obligations that give life any real meaning?

Am I selling myself short by not holding myself up to even reasonable standards?

Am I sacrificing real happiness to wallow in vices, bad habits, bad thoughts, and insular mental dead ends?

Am I ignoring the thoughts that wish to break through the outer barrier and which haunt my dreams?

Do I wake up from nightmares that try to tell me plainly that I am not at peace with myself?

Do I have unfinished business that I am not addressing, that is blocked out by work, routine, habit and psychological walls and defense mechanisms?

Am I just punching a time clock as my life goes by and opportunities pass, getting older, more and more comfortable in my own dead end?

Are all those people who could be in my life passing me by and fading from the screen as I selfishly pad myself in a comfortable unreality and turn the clock around?

Am I happy with my decisions, my work, my relationships, how I use my little bit of free time?

Am I living up even to my stated beliefs, let alone the beliefs I ought to hold?

Do I work hard for another, while not willing to work hard for myself? Am I slave while pretending to myself I am not? Am I a slave by nature, not fit for freedom?

Am I a complete liar in my own heart, even if I hold a strictly rigorous logic to the world outside?

What would it take in truth to look back from that death bed, without horror and regret?

What am I doing with my life?

Have you asked those questions, friend? How often to you subject yourself to such an audit, as with a scalpel? Does it hurt? Can we learn to like that pain? Can we be the surgeons, here?

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And don't forget to water once in a while :)

And don't forget to water once in a while :)

"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

You guys are all great


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People are no piece crap. Nobody is.

People are no piece of crap. Nobody is. They are human beings, that's all.

Few men, if ever, avoided the abuse of language for all their lives. Emotions can overcome our rational thinking and calm expression too easily.

So, people can be good, very good, evil, or utterly evil, sometimes, or most of the time, starting from their private, personal intents.

But if there's anything that truly qualifies as a "piece of crap" that would be a part or most of their records - in actions, throughout their life.

To speak, to say, are also necessary forms of actions, yet by no means sufficient to make up the entire record.

As long as there is life in people, there's always some hope and time for them to improve the latter - their records.

Even Stalin had his chance in his last days, it's just he seemingly never took it, or we have yet to find out.

Man is a thinking reed, as Pascal said.

The most feeble in nature, but still a thinking reed.

Our actions only, prolong our thinking, hence our morality.

Or absence thereof.


"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

Learning to feel loved enough

Learning to feel loved enough to treat yourself with respect and live a righteous life does not often begin with calling yourself names.

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Too many deep questions...

to answer at once.

In fact, it could take a lifetime to answer them all.

Pretty significant list to go by. Thanks.

its 'cos I owe ya, my young friend...
Rockin' the FREE world in Tennessee since 1957!
9/11 Truth.

I just read the title, sorry

Your not a piece of crap. You are probably a lot like me. A heart, a brain, a voice and two hands. Crap has none of those.

Cyril's picture

My dad once told me :

My dad once told me :

You are what you do of what you say of what you think.

And if you lie to yourself or to others at any point, don't expect it to work for you for as long as you'd like.

This was about an essay I had to make on discussing my (public school) teacher's beloved Sartre's existentialism.

You know, Jean-Paul Sartre, the french intellectual who was defending - with his eloquence that we know - the greatness of socialism in soviet Russia, in the 50s.

Turns out, my dad's thinking is still working for me.

I can't complain too much about my lot, really. And nobody, but the wife at times, happens to complain about me.

Thank you dad.

Sincerely, & 'HTH,

"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

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I also owe my dad to know about Pascal's :

I also owe my dad to know about Pascal's :


I can only warmly recommend reading him, also, almost four centuries later.

"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

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Hardcover :

Hardcover :

The Thoughts of Blaise Pascal


"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

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My dad was no philosopher.

My dad was a barman, petroleum factory operator, driver, security guard, house helper, retiree.

For what I know/can remember.

"Cyril" pronounced "see real". I code stuff.


"To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous." -- Confucius

Put simply: YOU ARE. period.


You just ARE...not crap, not good, not bad....you just ARE. ARE=LIFE.

Anything is put in our minds culturally to try and attempt to conceptualize, justify and ratify our purpose of life and of who we are.

You my friend, ARE....And I AM...and we all ARE.



- Brennan


Now this is a guy who has successfully traversed the chasm of cognitive dissonance!

YES! You ARE a piece of crap! All of us are!

- Brennan

Yes, you are -- after the cannibals have had their way with you

Yes, you are -- after the cannibals have had their way with you.

...or did you not mean it in a literal sense?

"Cowards & idiots can come along for the ride but they gotta sit in the back seat!"

Get a better lawyer...

"Your Advocate Always Wins Your Case"

1 John 2:1
My little children, these things I write to you, so that you may not sin. And if anyone sins, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous.

If you want a glimpse of some real-life celestial drama, picture this: God the Father sits as Judge of the universe with Jesus Christ at His right hand, who is not only your High Priest, but also your Advocate.

When your accuser, the devil, comes along and says, “You have done this wrong and you have not done that right,” Jesus says, “Father, the devil is right, but My blood has paid for what the devil is accusing him of.”

As your Advocate today, Jesus ensures that what He died and suffered to give you, you get! In heaven today, He defends and represents you to ensure that the healing, wholeness, protection and other blessings that He died to give you are enforced in your life. Beloved, have confidence in and rest in the ability of your Advocate!



We all ask ourselves some of these questions time and again. Obsessing over them too much, however can also be ruinous. I'd say if you're willing to think about even one of these questions, and take it pretty seriously, then no you're not a "piece of crap". But you might just be your own worst enemy, if you keep going down that list :)

An honest

reflection to examine a person's emotional and spiritual self is healthy but it must be done in a reflective loving way in my opinion.

If we want to be a positive force for good then it would be better to come from a positive actions point of view rather than a negative damning defeatist in my opinion.

"We can see with our eyes, hear with our ears and feel with our touch, but we understand with our hearts."

I'm not a piece of crap...

and think it's sad if a person views themself that way. It's good that you are questioning yourself though BILL3. It sounds like you don't have peace. I think what you are really searching for is the meaning in life. You might not agree with me and that's ok. I pray you find the Peace that passes understanding.

"What is the meaning of life?"

"And Jesus knew their thoughts, and said unto them, Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and every city or house divided against itself shall not stand." Matthew 12:25

You're asking the wrong question

Ask yourself "am i a good person"
If you look for crap you find crap.
if you look for good you'll find good.

"I Am That I Am"

Now I am going to bury this treasure of truth...
In this obscure corner of the Daily Paul.

A few yahoos will come across this cornerstone of the universe and and make fun. Some intellectual yahoos will rush to plaster their half truths over it.

But this is the truth of the ages...

As children of our Creator God we have been given the ability to -- create ourselves -- creating ourselves.

I am that I am is another way of saying or declaring that I create myself creating myself.

But how is THAT done?!

For the beginner try closing your eyes and see you, creating yourself, creating yourself.

You have the ability. You must practice.

The laundry list in the OP is the result of living in ignorance of your ability to create yourself, creating yourself.

The mire and stench of the OP is the result of reviewing the laundry list ad nauseum.

Put another way

when they say "just be yourself" reply "why would I limit myself to just one choice?"

Be brave, be brave, the Myan pilot needs no aeroplane.

¨Self-reliance, ...

... the height and perfection of man, is reliance on God.¨

-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

A good sport is always open to changing ones own mind.


More -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Place yourself in the middle of the stream of power and wisdom which animates all whom it floats, and you are without effort impelled to truth, to right and a perfect contentment.
Spiritual Laws (1841)

Really good...

...questions for taking stock of the Self. Then comes the difficult task of separating selfish ambition out from the aspiration of the Servant. Thanks, Bill.

Do you wish to steal from me to pursue your political goals?

Then... yeah.

I'm reminded of the 2012 debate in Georgia when Ron Paul...

got booed for advocating the Golden Rule.

What do you downvoters think taxation is? If you spend someone's money which was acquired by force against the payer's will in order to pay for your pet project, is it not theft?

If you are too yellow to reply, you can kiss my ass.

I think...

that was in South Carolina. Not that we have a bunch of angels here, but just sayin'...

Sure enough

SC... Geographically, I wasn't far off.


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Prayer for BILL3

Bill. There can be an oppressive, paternalistic political correctness to this movement, one that you have been a master at twisting into pretzels. For that I am eternally grateful.

For your courage in challenging such deeply held dogma, and sharing such politically incorrect thoughts, let me come out of the closet with a little factoid of my own: I love the Sunday New York Times. I know, it has been called an evil institution, an organ of the State, the mouthpiece of the Regime. No matter to me. There's nothing I love better on a Sunday morning than a cup of coffee and the New York Times.

And what should show up on page 9 of today's Sunday Review section but this article, titled "The Trick of Life" by Akhil Sharma, author of the novel (so the NYT informs me) Family Life:

SEVEN years into writing a novel, I started to lose my mind. My thirty-seventh birthday had just come and gone, the end of 2008 was approaching, and I was constantly aware of how little I had managed to accomplish.

I would sit at my desk at 2 in the morning, unable to sleep, and drink pot after pot of tea and try to write. The panic attacks came then. I would be staring at the screen, examining a paragraph that I had already rewritten 170 times. Suddenly the screen would start to ripple, as if I were peering through water, and I would feel a pain like a punch in the chest. Months passed this way. My chest felt constantly bruised.

One December morning, the crisis finally came. I had lain down on my living room sofa and found I could not get up. The idea of another year ending with the book not done overwhelmed me.

And it continues:

Maybe the fever that caused you to write this has vanished. Thoughts like this come and go; sometimes they are particularly intense.

If there is one thing that I can pass along it is to remember, you are not your thoughts. At the same time, a successful life is the result of mastery over one's own thoughts. Mastery does not come overnight, but with time and patience come indeed it will.

My love to you Bill, whoever, and wherever you are.

He's the man.