/lit/ - Literature

>>15157079
Unironically, I was the dude who posted about me and my British ex gf watching his videos together and how much the memories of the absurdist comedy and music meant to me....... but after he keeps doing this shit, keeps deleting shit, keeps taunting his audience..... I kinda don't care about Quentin anymore.

Fuck him, I'm gonna stop donating. You can't be this shitty to your audience, even as a metaironic statement, and not generate bad karma.

>>15159020
>>15160208
Quentin Scobie is unironically not a fucking racist, he has black friends, he has videos doing slam poetry for his black teacher, he was in some progressive uni advert for education saving lives.

He got my into reading again, he got me thinking about things from different perspectives, and he got me wanting to create art of my own. But that's basically it, the dude's a cunt for completely trashing the good will of his fan base.

>>14347272
A bunch of us poltards with a brain who got tired of all the government psyop shilling, magapedes, and nupol members shitting up pol.

This also either coincided with the Trump betrayal on immigration and Israel blackpilling the reactionary right on political solutions.

Some of us have lefty friends who turned us on to this place. It was a fairly tranny-infested board that WASN'T full of censorship and moral outrage. That was kinda fun, actually meeting leftists who could go toe-to-toe with neo-reactionary ideas without freaking out like gay neo-liberals or progressive marxists. Changed my mind on socialism, taxation, capitalism, religion. Good times.

As for me, there's also the added interest of philosophy and the Western Canon, which I'm heading into at full speed for 2020-onwards.

A lot of right wingers are going to pay meme lipservice to politics post-2020. You'll still have the irony bro types who can dab on people being faggots. But most of us who are serious and have a brain are going to dive into our communities and our personal lives from now on. It's not even fun to bully democrats anymore, it's become like beating up the autistic child in class who can't help but be a nuissance.

Me reading Hellenism, me learning Greek and Latin, me joining Bible study at my local latin church (not a christian, just need the serious study of it), me hitting the gym, deprogramming from all social media, playing with the kids and family more - that's gonna do a whole lot of good to insulate my tribe against the pozz and degeneracy.

Plus literature is just good for the soul. You can't not read Calvino or Melville or Austen, and not feel more whole and divine afterwards.

Also fuck you guys on Halloween, looking for comfy spooky autumn literature. Everyone is too busy arguing about Lovecraft and Ligotti to mention Edgar Allen Poe.

I did not see any in the catalog. I will start

The initial speech of a new play I'm working on. The original is in portuguese. The translation is mine.

RABBI JOSEPH OPPENHEIMER: I would like to end this Shabbat sermon by talking about loneliness. Many of our community members have confessed to me that they suffer from this problem, many have asked me for advice, and we often read in newspapers and magazines that loneliness is a kind of new epidemic. So I would like to talk to you about loneliness. I ask you to think of the loneliness of your ancestors, to think of the loneliness of the Israelites in the desert. Both the desert they crossed to reach the promised land and the deserts of Israel itself. What is the desert if not a ghostly immensities of dead dust grains, petrified egg-cells, never fertilized? What is the desert if not an ocean of ashes sown by little more than islands of hawthorns and parched bushes? This was the world our ancestors entered, few people, a tired people, a people corroded by slavery, a people that was as lonely as the archangel who walks upon the slime of the abysses of the ocean. (the Rabbi coughs) They entered the country of thirst, a land with a voice of salt, a mangy and malnourished land, like an old beggar with withered breasts. The milk of prosperity there was little, and it was sour. (the Rabbi coughs) There the sweet blue face of the heavens was fierce as spring in hell, when all the fire fauna emerges from hibernation and all the flowering of sulfur blooms. The winds, their throat hoarse and infected with dust, whipped the bushes and made them screak, made the dunes that they flayed scream in pain. That dead world was like a land where the skin of nature had been torn off, revealing a primordial and semi-formed landscape, where the bare, pointed mountains were like the prehistoric spine of the planet before God had finished modeling it. (The rabbi coughs, and feels that he will have a more violent coughing attack.) Sorry, give me a minute. (the Rabbi coughs violently) Sorry, my throat itches ... Let me continue. Our fathers and mothers had tarantulas, rattlesnakes, and scorpions for companions; jackals, vultures and poisonous lizards were their brothers. This was not a land for humans. It was a Babylon for animals that ate themselves alive and insects that parasitized each other. (Another fit of violent cough) It seems that the desert soul infected me through the words, my throat is as rough as sandpaper.

cont

>“She smelled the way the Taj Mahal looks by moonlight.”
― Raymond Chandler, The Little Sister

>“She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
—J. D. Salinger, “A Girl I Knew”

>"He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking"
-Leo Tolstoy Anne Karenina

Xi Shi sinks fish
Wang Zhaojun entices birds into falling
Diaochan eclipses the moon
Yang Guifei shames flowers
-The Chinese Four Beauties

1-What are the most beautiful, accurate, sexy, poetic, inventive, scientific, gut-twisting, soul-ravishing, and even bizarre, descriptions of feminine beauty you've ever read?

2-Any good description about the beauty of prostitutes or courtesans?