/lit/ - Literature

>anhedonia
>books don't help
>anxious about the stuff I try to do
>depressed about everything else

>>20362544
The best thing you can do is hang in there. Even if it's a constant struggle, creating something new and feeling proud of it is the only joy in this life. Don't give up yet

>Where is God, even if he doesn’t exist? I want to pray and to weep, to repent of crimes I didn’t commit, to enjoy the feeling of forgiveness like a caress that’s more than maternal.

>A lap in which to weep, but a huge and shapeless lap, spacious like a summer evening, and yet cosy, warm, feminine, next to a fireplace… To be able to weep in that lap over inconceivable things, failures I can’t remember, poignant things that don’t exist, and huge shuddering doubts concerning I don’t know what future…

>A second childhood, an old nursemaid like I used to have, and a tiny bed where I’d be lulled to sleep by tales of adventure that my flagging attention would hardly even follow – stories that once ran through infant hair as blond as wheat… And all of this enormous and eternal, guaranteed for ever and having God’s lofty stature, there in the sad, drowsy depths of the ultimate reality of Things…

>A lap or a cradle or a warm arm around my neck… A softly singing voice that seems to want to make me cry… A fire crackling in the fireplace… Heat in the winter… My consciousness listlessly wandering… And then a peaceful, soundless dream in a huge space, like a moon whirling among the stars…

Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Reading this with in the context of Philipp Mainländer's Death of God hits really hard bros

>>19519439
That suicidal painteranon who gave up, tried everything, failed and was staring the ceiling of his room all day. His condition is perfect depiction of art world in godforsaken 21st century for anyone who isn't a pathetic conformist normalfag. Those criticisms and rants are absolutely top-tier. He might as well committed suicide by now because I haven't seen him last threads on art but who knows? I think he also had a fucked genetic disease.

That anon who told me he is going to kill himself after the death of his old sickly mother who is the probably the last good person left in this world. His argumentation was solid and reading his posts still give me chills.

That suicidal anon who told me that he has lost all interest in reading and art which were the only things through which he justified his life. He had a whore mother who fucked up his life and brainwashed his younger brother and sisters against him who live with their nasty boomer step dad. He was poor, broken, had no one, he never replied back to me.

That poor anon, who had saved 220$ to commit suicide in a hotel, he was the only financial caretaker of his mother. Some anon told him that his method is shit and he said he don't want to piss away his savings on a failed suicide and end up in a hospital.


I have brainfog so I am forgetting tons of other anons which I would like to know where did they end up probably due to my social media fried brain where you have to check where some person that you know is up to but no those were heartfelt and sincere posts which aren't possible on social media because you're making yourself so vulnerable and "cringe" in a cynical era. There are hundreds of screenshots in my broken laptop. I like lurking in the archives and reading these ghostly words written by an anon of long ago.

What are some books about accepting you'll always be soft and men and women will always instinctively see you that way?

I want a bf so bad bros… is it really too much to ask?

THOSE friends of Lao-Tzu, those wise old men
Dozing all day in lemon-silken robes,
With tomes of beaten jade spread knee to knee,
And pipe-stem, shining cold with silver, poised
In steaming play, and still a finger free
To dog the path of some forgotten pen;
Almost their bee-sweet ancient words incline
My mind to those old pagan ways, beloved
By mandarins and mages, now but dust
In drowsy pyramids. What creed is this,

Save that which those philosophers discussed
In gold pavilions, over musky wine?
'Repenting always of forgotten wrongs
Will never bring thy heart to rest, for thought
Repairs no whit of evil; rather cast
Thy meditations in that utter void
To which all human deeds resolve at last . . . .'
So runs the burden of their thousand songs.
Here, in this dark Star-Chamber of the soul,
You stand arraigned, O slayer of my heart . . .

But I am tired of hoarding up the grist
Of anger, and remember Lao-Tzu.
Revenge is empty to the Taoist,
And tears of penitence a futile toll!

Guys, please.

>>17236875
They're bonking non-conformist/right wing/alternative sites and we're probably next. I'm glad to have wasted several years of evenings with you guys. I hope to meet some of you out there in the real world some day. I'll miss you boys.
Sad thread theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlTmDeJq23s

>>17011747
>goal
>Lowkey to be the voice of our hopeless millenial generation.
I'm looking forward to that.

>>16809522
>Satan's accelerated slave society
Yes I suppose that's right. All I want is the tender love of another human being and the freedom to eke out of this life what little enjoyment I can. And that's too much.

Any anon out there can help me out to find this book that I read a long while back when I was in I think elementary or middle school? Please? I've been looking everywhere but I'm getting nowhere in my search.

I really want to find it again and re-read it.

Details I remember:
>Written about mid to late 2000's I think
>Cover art was red and black with a semi-urban landscape around a desert (?) I think
>Story was about some dystopian far-future where cities or "zones" are separated by endless miles of "wasteland" or deserts
>There is some kind of caste system where people are "tracked" into certain jobs and everybody has a "barcode" number that they get scanned almost everywhere
>There are marauders and rebels fighting against The System (don't remember what the ruling authority was actually called, maybe it was the System but idk) who are at first portrayed as nihilistic bloody terrorists but become increasingly sympathetic as the protagonist(s) go on un-authorized teenage adventures into the wastelands, meet some of them and learn more about them, their cause, why they fight the System, what the System has done to them and other people of the "Wastelands" and their supply and radio comm networks
>most of the plot revolves around this war between the System and the (youth and outsider) rebellion
>the author is an Asian guy (I think Japanese?) who was I think a high school dropout or something and published the book at a young age (between 13 years old to 17 years old; don't remember exactly)

Spoiler:
>there's a part where the book talks about how nobody wants the position of Administrative/Regional Governor General for the System Military because the Regional Governor Generals are assassinated by rebels at the rate of like 1 or 2 per month or something ridiculous like that

Mega Spoiler:
>at the end, there's a sword fight on the roof of a skyscraper building (at night, under a full moon and in a heavy rain too I think but maybe I remembered wrong) between the protagonist and the Head Honcho Boss Emperor General tier guy ( or girl?) of The System

Any books to prevent a depressed and drunk aspie from committing suicide this month?

>tfw haven't hit my 5000 words/week goal for a full month

Britain is dead. Move out of there.

I really want to write about someone getting admitted into a mental hospital, I went through something similar quite a few years ago, the thing is I dont want to write about my own experiences, I want it to be fiction, but at the same time its obviously going to seriously inspired by my own experiences. I dont want to do memoirs since its too personal, it would hurt too much, and I do want artistic liberties to add events in my head.
I know deep down its going to be a bit of wish fullfillment, as the character tries to fix what I broke, but... I feel I really want to write about it but not so close so that it would hurt me or risk relapse.

>Be philosophy student
>1/4 or 1/5 of the class (all classes) is female
>They're all feminists
>The smartest one somehow has Harry Potter as her favorite book

tfw joined but too scared to post anything since everybody seems to be familiar already

>>10462066
people are universally broken

>tfw the more I hear about England the more my dreams are shattered

if you can't get a publisher you're probably fucked man

anyone who writes a full novel has tried to get a publisher to do all the dirty work for them, but they turn it down because it's fucking garbage... you'll either write forgettable love novels for housewives (and you'll release one every month) to have any hope of sustaining income

I'VE FUCKING BEEN THERE DUDE. I tried so hard to make it as a writer but I kept getting assfucked by my shitty agent and no publishers would take my shit because it was too loose in scope, so i'm told

write for passion, but listen dude have plan B be because this shit is fucking impossible for all intents and purposes

> tfw the book you want translated hasn't been published in 70 years

Feels bad man.

>>7558036
Tfw you'll never see one of her videos...

What sort of music do you play while writing?

Most of the time I play ambient to drone away any illusions I have about my life.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9WC-s1Auak