Happiness is not found. It’s not an object, rather a state of perception. The more you’ll objectify and discretize happiness, the less likely you’re to achieve it.
That being said, usually drugs.
On a serious note, two books helped me to understand this mystery a bit more
Are we the great liberators?
You gotta communicate in the language of the listener.
Free gender neutral public toilets, everywhere.
I mean, my comment isn’t really meaningful either so, touche, Internet stranger.
There’s babashka, why?
I play, like, fine games. In very irregular binges. Why the fuck would I shill out 500 Euros, to raise my binges’ fps?
Twitter forces me not to engage with it’s content. Ah, what a shame!
Screw beards, ALL HAIL THOMPSON AND RITCHIE!
Dear sirs, I call bullshit! There’s no \n after the :wq!
Oh sorry, misread exactly this part. I’ve had great experience with ejabberd, maybe worth trying it.
Which flavor of XMPP you tried?
Thermorectal cryptoanalysis.
Books.
The Blindboy Podcast. An artist from Limerick delivered a mix of sizzling hot takes on a variety of topics, reads short stories from his books, lives interviews with range of interesting guests, or talks art, psychology, creativity and what not. Can be quite eccentric at times .
Oh wow, I wonder whether something happened before Feb 24th that might have caught your attention? Any idea? I certainly remember there was something…
What’s your point?
Russia as a federated state has to fall apart. No way around that.
It should have happened after the second world war, but Stalin managed to flip his colors to look like a reasonable option and persisted in the state. Now the debt comes with accumulated interest.
Oh please don’t be mistaken. Their dissatisfaction is that their men haven’t returned. However, they will be satisfied if simply someone else would go to kill those Ukrainians.
This is not a protest against the war, by any means.
Ah, another non mainstream source of inspirational knowledge is the Blindboy Boatclub podcast. Over years he produced a lot of episodes on the subjects of mental health and experiences delivered in a very democratic, relatable way. Mixed with crazy hot takes, like how Ney York disco was the original punk for/by LGBT community, seasoned with a thickest Limerick accent and storytelling. Delicious.