Yo, dudes.
If y'all ain't too occupied takin er' easy or whate-have-you, let me tell you my story.
Now, this wouldn't be the great tale of redemption it is if I didn't get you privy to the old shit first.
I'm a lazy fella. And I don't mean the drink-directly-from-the-carton kinda lazy, no.
I mean the I'm-gonna-make-a-life-changing-decision-based-on-which-is-easier kinda lazy.
Heck, maybe that's why I'm in IT.
Well, I lost my train of thought there, but I done innerduced me enough.
It is also of notes that, for a good while I was, in fact, a nihilist. Don't get me wrong there, I wasn't going to go and cut anybody's Johnson.
Let's just say I was out of my element.
It's midnight and a half, and I'm bored as all hell. So, I decide to watch The Big Lebowski for the second time.
And that's cool that's cool.
Before watching it though, I end up looking at a bunch of stuff about the movie on the web. After a while a word struck me dumb. "Dudeism".
"What in god's name are they blathering about?" I end up looking it up.
That's pretty durn interesting. An actual religion about living like the dude? Alright, let's see what it's all about.
Of course, at first, I was skeptical. Must be some kind of eastern thing. But the more I read, the more it made sense to me.
All these restless nights trying to make sense of it all. Fuck it.
All that my stress and worries. Fuck it.
Everything I ever struggled with in my life. Fuck it.
Fuck it. It's my answer to everything.
It changed me to my very core... Or so I thought.
Then I looked back at my past, and I realized I fucked up.
It's not that it changed me, I simply went back to who I really was. A lazy, abiding dude.
Well, I guess that's all there is to it. Far out.
Thanks for reading and sharing the secret of happiness with the world, because that's what I found.
- A seriously (but not too seriously) abiding dude
TL;DR: I was dude without my knowledge, then I was a nihilist, then I was dude again.
Welcome Konogan dude; good to have you abide here. Grab a lane, and an oat soda and roll with the rest of us.
Welcome to the rug!
Far out, dude. I think a lot of us naturally incline towards a more relaxed, dude-like, lifestyle. Somehow, though, modern society and mass culture reshape those dispositions with expectations of earning power, status symbols, champagne and bitches, and whatnot. Many of us struggle to reconcile ourselves with that material world for years. We're then shocked at being disillusioned, unhappy, and jaded after a decade or more chasing a false prophet.
I'm clearly projecting here. But welcome to the place. Your story resonates.
Welcome Kono dude!
Thank you all for the awesome response. Makes me feel all warm inside.
Welcome to our beach community, man.
Your story made me think about what drew me to this forum.
I ordained in 2012 and promptly forgot about it.
Sometime last year, a series of goddamn planes crashed into a series of mountains. I was suddenly assailed on all sides by various shades of human paraquat. Homeless, lonely, no way of feeding the monkey.
Over the last few months, through the generosity of a fellow ordained Dudeist, I've found a kind of job which allows me to sleep in an actual bed. His help and the positivity which usually characterises this forum have helped considerably in restoring my inner Dudeness. I'm learning, once more, to abide.
The rebuilding has already begun. Nothing is fucked here, Dude.