Commentary from October 18, 2022
A new depression comix appears! Over half a year from #500 it feels time to get back into it and of course these two characters are the best way for me to do that. I had to update on Facebook for the first time since then and I’ll tell you the interface sucks even more than it did before. It’s quite a pain in the ass to update this comic to all the social media it’s linked to.
Drawing these two walking in indeterminate background is such an easy way to do it. I shook it up by having them drink coffee. Because it’s a newspaper style strip there is a lot of repetition but I still feel I need to draw something somewhat original from strip-to-strip.
Drawing these two walking in indeterminate background is such an easy way to do it. I shook it up by having them drink coffee. Because it’s a newspaper style strip there is a lot of repetition but I still feel I need to draw something somewhat original from strip-to-strip.
I’m glad you’re back. These always speak to me so much.
HAHAHAHA oh my gosh yes! People hate talking to me for this (out of many) reason!
Some people just can’t stand logic, like the number one cause of death is parents fucking. Nobody gets born then nobody dies, but it’s hard to get anything done when there are no people to do it.
Life has multiple purposes (reproduction, resources acquisition, survival time extension etc come to mind) so the depressed guy isn’t correct but in the last bubble… he’s more correct than an entire dissertion could be and it’s pretty scary.
when you are correct, and they can’t rebuttal you, they just state it’s hard to talk with you.
let’s be real! from the moment we are born we are already dying..
your body is consuming its own genetics to grow up, old, fragile, and weak.. we technically never lived a moment from the second we were delivered. we instantly began dying the moment we let out our first ever cry as a newborn.
it’s the “delusion” of living that keeps you going.
also i believe that the question “what’s the meaning of life” is wrong. life doesn’t have a meaning.
but it has goals.. goals to do good / bad and then get judged over what you choose after death.
“justice” is life doesn’t exist. the only true justice is death; since it’s the only thing everyone eventually reaches.
Why are we proud of it? Why do we defend it like that? “Yep. This is who I am. I am this much broken. Hell yes. Thank you for noticing my my degree of brokenness.”