Real Ultimate Power!!! (the pumped n' motivated thread)

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Real Ultimate Power!!! (the pumped n' motivated thread)

Heya heya heya 'talers. Been feeling a bit out of sorts lately (haven't left the house for a week) so was wondering if you could share your tips on getting pumped and motivated and happy-happy joy-joy. What do you do / have you done that works?
And let's keep this strictly non-cynical, please folks... no 'I once saw a baby chick choke on a worm and the worm and the chick both died' style downers. ARE YOU READY TO ROCK??

Oo, I have just the thing. 1) Think of a friend who has already, in his young career, been on Channel 4 and in the Guardian, and talked to agents and publishers about his first-draft-completed, rich and wonderful fantasy novel. 2) Think of another friend who has been looked upon favourably by a chap from Faber themselves, and been described on central poetry websites as a 'rising star'. 3) Think of another friend who is being very quiet at the moment, but will almost certainly explode back onto the scene with something utterly brilliant any day now. 4) Think of how old Thomas Chatterton was when he had already laid down some revolutionary 'tracks' in the mixer. 5) Think how close it is getting to your next birthday.
Perhaps you should have watched 'The Queens Sister' on TV last night. THAT had me grinning like a Cheshire cat. I convinced myself that the 'sister's' sister was watching it with the greasy Greek and squirming every time 'Margaret' got her tits out and screwed an oik. To see their family members behaving like the rest of us was a real tonic. That's Blind Boy Blunkett and deputy bitch deconstructed so far. Who's next?

 

Pesky is spot on... although it can be difficult to force yourself out the door it's ALWAYS worth it - fresh air and exercise. If you are following the Buddhist precepts and living on rabbit-food forget it and eat lots of red meat or at least high protein food - salads are for Summer.
Awesome. I reckon I'll get into a combo of swimming and hopefully making plans to see friends. I'm not 'gloomy' per se - just kinda feeling a bit scared of life, to be honest. But that's cool... I think downtime's an opportunity to get stronger and maybe become a better person. I know, for starters, I feel more sympathetic to other people's problems and not such a scornful arsehole. This is the first real 'low' period in my life, and I think to qualify as a creative genius you're required to go through at least one, so maybe it's a sign that I'm destined for greater things. Like being a ninja.
If you beat me to being a ninja as well, I'll sulk.
www.realultimatepower.net Well, I am a mammal, and I do flip out and kill people - so I may be one already.
I saw this baby chick choke on a worm and the worm and the chick both died. But, hey, I hung around and got cracking views of the buzzard which came along and ate them both up. Does that help?
you could try drinking a bottle of wine and listening to heavy metal at stun volume. It's not along term solution mind.

 

You could come to our party Tim! It is a Narnia party. Actually that might not cheer you up at all. Hang on, mini will be there! Span x
Min has already taken it upon himself to invite me. 'You'll love it mate!' etc.
Go to the forum - drink a big fat latte - earwig other people's conversations - watch people skate badly to pop songs... um... Walk about Norwich and pretend it is 1784... that's quite fun (maybe just to me). I find when I am depressed the only thing that works is striding about, humming pretty tunes and smiling at people. Smiling at people is great. They love it. (Or think you're trying to accost them...)
About five years ago I had a major bout of depression; psychie ward, medication the whole bit. I was lucky to have a lot of supportive friends and family, but the main thing that got me back on the tracks was outdoor activity. Lots of walks in the sun ( or without ) in countryside, on beaches, canal towpaths..... it took a while but it worked. So get out of that house you idle young bugger, pull yourself together, stop moping around, think yourself lucky that you're not Ant or Dec, and move yo ass! That's me being supportive. I'm still practicing.
'Walk about Norwich and pretend it is 1784... ' Do I pretend that I've gone back in time, or that I'm actually from that era? Because I imagine, if I were getting into character, then if it were the former I'd be like, 'Oh my God! It's 1784! How did this happen? Am I having a breakdown? All my friends and family are gone!' and if it were the latter, I'd be like, 'What the deuce? Everywhere vile, clamorous carriages move without horses, as if yoked to Beelzebub himself! The End of Days is come! Repent! Repent!' I think, instead, I might walk round Portishead pretending I'm the pilot inside this very cool giant robot, and every time I turn my head I'll imagine myself saying 'Head 45 degrees starboard,' and stuff. Yeah. That's more of a boy thing, I guess.
1784 - I remember it well. The libertine virtues of jewelled courtesans pretending to be coy behind shy quivers of tell-tale fans, princes and dandy dilettantes prowling Maddermarket or hurrying to clandestine meetings. Illicit flutterings of hearts. Spinning and dancing with Jane Austen’s naive little toys. Fun, but not as much fun as being in yer wheelchair and pretending to have terrets! - Luvly Job.
The robot thing might work, I s'pose... but I thought you might fancy a bonnet.
Somehow that came out sounding different than I intended.
Make something! I find that always cheers me up, especially I you should be doing something else. Make a ... calender, a sneaky hat, a ninja costume, a pie, a book. Go go! Span x
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