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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rvQvcLXHWI4

>> No.10977958

will u stop spamming us with this gay ass music no one fucking cares u pseud

>> No.10978036

>>10977949
my favorite dialogue in the history of literature occurs in ________, where ____ says nothing, to which a solider replies, “what was that?” and ____ says “I don’t believe I said anything.”

>> No.10978064

>>10977949

I feel that I would have a less hopeless desire to write if I had other fulfilling things in my life. If it's just an empty life with a discrete search for creative expression, the creative expression is bound to be impotent and unfulfilling.

>> No.10978076

>>10977949
i am selfish enough that I desire a global catastrophe or war in order to be reinvigorated with the sense of adventure I so crave.

i am so selfless that were such a war to come about, i would run to the front lines

>> No.10978083

>>10977949
pynchon is the shakespeare of our period

>> No.10978095

What would be a good book to give to a person who likes to do nothing but sleep all day, to get his ass off the bed?

>> No.10978145

>>10978064
You're declaring your subjective experience higher than the objective value of what you produce. That value is not produced by you or by nature but by those who are affected by the work. The affect the work produces has little to nothing to do with your thoughts on your empty life. You may in fact write War and Peace and still consider your life meaningless. You can go through this phase and still write, and you will still not be in control of the affect. The book, the piece of writing is not bound only to your interpretation of life, and in fact, you may be stupid, so stupid that you don't know what you believe, even if you think you believe what you say you do, you can't help that your emptiness may be very funny to others - just as children struggling to solve a simple game become desperate to not just give up but to be defeated, to be someone who will not be challenged without trepidation, anxiety, but that trepidation, anxiety is being caused by a boogie man, erh hmmm, yaknow ghosts and such, or getting to an amusement park for the first time and running from a pony taking a shit, or clowns, just generally clowns of all types being a shock to children, a terror, and to grownups only worth a blink and sneer, maybe a chuckle.

>> No.10978153

>>10977958
>no one fucking cares
post some music you like. Do you speak for everyone? If a single good intelligent person enjoys a second of the music I have posted that is more valuable than your life.

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>>10977949
i've just had sex with my wife
all the way through i was thinking of cumming on the shoes of one of my work colleagues

>> No.10978174

>be me 4 years ago, summer after my senior year of high school
>worked part time at this shit-tier local supermarket chain in a rough part of town
>minimum wage, boring as hell, intolerable sheboon boss, but generally pretty easy
>until today
>scheduled for my 5-11pm shift, as usual
>started off normal, counting the minutes for my shift to end so i can go home and play vidya
>ringing up customers until I encounter a fellow named Jeremy
>hadn’t been working at the store long enough to know at the time, but Jeremy is a known problem at this supermarket
>hopeless middle aged tweaker, has been caught stealing alcohol multiple times, countlessly banned from the store by management but still continues to show up
>tonight, Jeremy is looking to buy three Natty tall boys
>whatever, scan then and ask how he’d like to pay
>Jeremy the junkie opens his tattered backpack and pulls out a ziplock bag full of pennies
>with a smirk, he proceeds to unzip the bag and pour the entire bag of pennies on my still moving conveyor belt
>tells me ”I don’t have the slightest fucking idea how much I just gave you, but it better be enough for my beer”
>proceed to count this fucker’s coins one by one
>after a few minutes of mind-numbingly sorting through this drug addict’s coins, i finally conclude that Jeremy has $3.19 in change
>not even enough to buy 2 cans of his desired urine water beer
>tell him that he’s short and needs to put the 2 other cans back unless he has any other ways of paying
>Jeremy is visibly angry, and is in genuine disbelief that he only had 319 pennies
>”Listen kid, you must of made a mistake, you need to count them again because I need my fucking beers tonight”
>tell him there is no way that I miscounted, and even if i did there’s no way that whatever error i account for will pay for the rest of his beer
>he continues to persist, and i flash my register light to signal a manager to come over

>> No.10978179

>she comes over and tells Jeremy (by name) that he’s not welcome in the store, and that she will call the police if he doesn’t fuck off
>Jeremy is enraged
>as my manager escorts him to the exit, Jeremy has an absolute fucking fit, yelling expletives at other customers/employees and knocking products off shelves
>he eventually leaves, albeit with a final battle cry
>”I SWEAR THIS ISN’T THE LAST YOU’LL SEE OF ME TONIGHT, ROSE” (rose is my manager who has dealt with this guy’s shit for the last 3 years)
>i finish the last 45 minutes of my shift and as usual, we prepare for closing
>wiping down my conveyor belt when i hear slamming on our locked automatic sliding doors
>it’s Jeremy
>Jeremy has returned, bringing along what was presumably his H’d out girlfriend, as well as two other african american gentlemen who also appeared to be under the influence of life-ruining narcotics

>> No.10978185

>the quartet of societal misfits are banging their fists on our glass entrance doors, demanding we let them in
>holyfuck.jpg
>me and the remaining 4 employees have no fucking clue what to do
>the way the store is designed, the only way for us to exit is adjacent to the entrance meaning that we would have no other option than to face Jeremy and his clan of degenerates
>take refuge in our break room, decide we have no other option than to call 911
>5 minutes later, cops arrive, give us the all clear, apparently the junkies ran away after hearing the sirens
>go home still shitting myself
>next day store management sends police department the security tape, they ID Jeremy and charge him with disturbance of the peace as well as evading arrest
>quit my job the next day

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The last 2 times I did weed I felt like my voice, my movement and my gestures were not really mine and they were forced and unnatural. This got me thinking how could I get so high with so little pot because the sensation felt so exaggerated. After that I got hooked up on an idea and I just could not act normally and could not talk to the people there in like 2 hours. Then I got a mild tachycardia and a feeling of uneasiness because the effect would not wear off. All of that while being hyper aware of my environment and every word and gesture of the rest of the people.
I did not want to talk about what I was going through with anyone because many of them were also high and if I told them they would think I was being dramatic (this is a key word while I was high, I felt everything I could do would come off as dramatic so I did not do absolutely anything for those 2 or 3 hours).
I tried acid once 2 years ago and I had a similar effect, I got caught up on a loop inside my mind and felt detached from my body and was not able to talk for a couple of hours. I just laughed exaggeratedly at things because they were silly, while feeling like everyone around was judging me.
Maybe I am not made for drugs? I think that if I tried similar or the same drugs but in higher doses I would end up killing myself because the kind of anxiety I experienced in these highs is too dark for me.

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why is ****** like that i don't get why you're so physically distant and so eager to get away but will text me so much the moment i'm gone telling me how much you enjoy me

why do you regret what we did so much? everything's fine, everything's the same, so why do you keep pretending that something's changed?

>> No.10978260

>>10978153
Fuck you, this isn't /mu/

>> No.10978279

>>10977949
I hate every single one of you retards. I come to this board and I read sentences such as "All is vanity" and I imagine a greasy, stupid, weak beta faggot writing it with his dirty hands on his semen stained keyboard. Then I read the words "insightful" and "thought provoking". The former in particular endlessly irks me. What is the "insight"? I have become helplessy fascinated with this strange linguistic expression since I've encountered it when I was learning the enlish language. The fact that there's no equivalent in my native language makes it even more interesting. Insight. Whenever I hear the sound of this word my mind conjures up a series of very specific images: an young dude, in his early twenties, he's probably clueless about the world in a way that he doesn't even imagine but yet he thinks he's very smart and above his pears. And then another: a young girl with characteristic that are specular to those of the first dude. And another again: this time a woman in his forties, she reads b o o o k s (this specific object, books), she likes to stay informed on what happens in the world. Their most defining characteristic: they're all american. The fact that I instinctively associate the sound of this word with an american is telling. Insight. This word doesn't say anything, it's the fake word par excellence, yet it seems like it wants to express something very deep, very profound, a sort of hermetical knowledge, hidden between the pages of this or that book. Why is this fake word that doesn't actually express anything SO INCREDIBLY OVERUSED in the English speaking United States? At first I didn't know, it took me a while. Then I finally realized: the insight is the sacred Gnosis of the american mind. It represent almost too perfectly the average american reader. His mind had known something (what? We'll never know). This book made me think. It was thought provoking. It made me a think. What did I think? Oh, it doesn't matter. I thought!
I read a text printed on a page of a paperback book and now I perceive the world slightly differently. I experienced the "insight". Maybe I hate society a bit more now, maybe a bit less. It produced a change.
This word encapsulates to a degree of uncanny perfection the most profound essence of the mind of the average american reader and by association that of the average american 4channer: its fakeness and its absence of actual content behind the veil of appearance.
Very thought provoking.

>> No.10978311

I am confident and ambitious and this makes other people, boys especially, anxious as hell. Should I give in and become a sheep or will I one day meet my match? But while maybe men might be intimidated by you, women will outright shun you and make you believe something is wrong with you. These mindless drones deeply resent western culture for it actually making them work for something. I wish I was somewhere else

>> No.10978441

>>10978260
(good)music and literature go hand in hand, stop being a brainletish plebian phillistinic dullardonic tastelessian canker wanker twat bot

Just because you have bad taste doesnt mean you get to throw a tantrum when your superiors enjoy themselves in your presence

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10978446

I love to be drunk after work.

>> No.10978450

>>10978260
cmon, vaporwave, hip hop, psychadelic showgaze folk metal indie synth rock, euro dub jungle beat? wah wah

>> No.10978465

>>10978311
what are you ambitious in?

>> No.10978474

>>10977949
I am terrible at my job (lawyer in litigation). I went to an average school and did very well, not through effort but because i was smarter than most people there. But oh boy, for the life of me I cannot get litigation right. It seems every time I complete a task, two more pop up. I’m always getting yelled at about imminent deadlines or unfiled documents or projects being late.

i’m starting to think I’m not cut out to be a lawyer. i wonder whether i should quit before i’m fired, or keep trying to fix these problems.

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10978504

I must find a gf.
So far only alcohol has proven to be a friend in my quest.

>> No.10978521

>>10978474
you can do it, just more focus, more drive and strive for understanding, a hunger to succeed, to rise up to occasions challenge and conquer each day, triumph my friend, you must. There are papers, numbers, and letters, thats it, simply do with them what you must.

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>>10978095
Do they actually read? If they don't read then giving them a book might be a waste. You could try giving them some shorter books, Brave New World or 1984 aren't that long and they get memed in pop culture all the time so your friend may be interested. Or get them some easier to read contemporary stuff, Murakami is really easy to read and deals with stuff like laziness, loneliness and other comfy shit, even lazy people shouldn't have trouble reading him. Graphic novels might be a better fit since they're way easier to get into. Couple good ones I recently read are Saga, East of West, Prophet, Blacksad and Transmetropolitan.

>> No.10978971

realized today my project at work is fucked, and ill be lucky to finish it before the semester ends. I blame myself. good thing im allowed to fuck up for a few years before its truly devastating

>> No.10978988

everything hurts

>> No.10979116

>>10978808
she’s really beautiful

>> No.10979126

>>10978279
Spotted the buttblasted yuropoor

>> No.10979132

last night i farted in my sleep and woke myself up, i didnt even know that was possible, it was just one moist bubble that some how made it all the way up and out my ass cheeks as i slumbered, kind of disturbing desu, i think it was from eating peanuts those always give me weird farts

>> No.10979176

Will we ever achive a perfect society? If science and tecnology is in its biggest moment, something so unnatural like tecnology has to drive us to something non-natural and break that bar of impossibility. Will something so separated of nature like logic and reasoning actually win over it? Will the impossible be possible? Are we, as a specie, ready for that? Will nature impose itself?

>> No.10979187

>>10979176
no

>> No.10979347

>>10978256
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FUCKING TELL YOU FUCK

>> No.10979505

>>10977949
is the dude on the left with the beard gay for the dude in the background with his right hand up?

>> No.10979629

Why would you associate such a great painting with such a stupid shitpost go off yourself OP

>> No.10979688

>>10978441
Lol What? Op music is trash

>> No.10979693

>>10978279
>a woman in his forties
Dropped. Illiterates should be executed

>> No.10979700

>>10979116
Wide mouth, eyes too close together, angular eyebrows and skinny nose -- she won't age well, and its already showing

>> No.10979762

I'm really struggling to find my voice just now. I've always been quiet, but about 3 or 4 years ago I got out my shell near the end of high school and people would always remark about how funny I was and I remember being able to hold conversations fairly well. Now I can barely think of anything to say to anyore, even my best friends. I don't think anyones laughed at something I've said in a while. I really have no social life these days and I worry a lot about how I can make new friends. I feel terrible.

>> No.10979998

>>10979505
no, his head would have to be turned more sharply to the left to be looking all the way down the railing

>> No.10980007

>>10979688
what music do you like? if you dont answer this you lose and your post equals you eating your grandmothers shit after you fucked it into her pussy and pulled it out with your mouth

>> No.10980079

>>10977949
Read schopie a while ago. Been reading spinoza lately, I finally see where schopie mined the majority of his ideas

>> No.10980097

>>10979998
although it is neat how the two dudes in straw hats and the one dude way in the back make a triangle with each on gazing in the direction of the other and one women holding a dog where ones of the traingle dudes dicks is, another poking her ass at a triangle guy, and the other reaching back and holding the chair seat like a dick, but then that guy without a hat is also holding the dickseat with the women, what did he mean by all this, who the fuck knows, authorial intent is gay

>> No.10980101

>>10980007
this is the most boring troll scheme, post some shitty pseud shit no one likes but is critically acclaimed and then demand people post stuff they actually enjoy so you can shit on it, boring bro keep /mu/ on /mu/

>> No.10980182

>>10980101
looks like you lose, so insecure about your music tastes scared to even name one musician you like

>> No.10980185

>>10980101
you literally dont comprehend how dumb you are, unless you are the one trolling, which would be equally as dumb of you. In 10 years when you are 25 and can remember this post you will blush and cringe with shame, feel some of that now for justices sake

>> No.10980200

>>10980097
maybe you are looking into it, how else would they hold the chairs? how else would their head angle be as natural? do you think he was aware of any of these things you mentioned? The dog over the penis area representing the animality of sex?

>> No.10980201

>>10980185
later when your parents finally let you quit taking the violin lessons after it becomes painfully obvious to all that you dont have any talent and it already served its purpose as an extra curricular on your college application anyways, you will realize this music is soulless shit for pseuds

>> No.10980210

>>10980182
kanye west, now what bitch

>> No.10980255

>>10980210
what makes you think he wouldn't be embarrassed about your opinion? He uses strings and choirs in samples

>> No.10980278

Would anyone here like to look over some poems I've written? I want to ultimately submit them for publication, so I don't want to go to the critique threads.

>> No.10980282

>>10980278
make a throwaway email

>> No.10980291

I’m hopeless. the thought processes and behaviors I’ve reinforced over my whole life are conducive to laziness, self-pity, self-loathing, helplessness, anger, defeatism, and failure. nothing I think or do matters, because I don’t think it does, and probably wouldn’t matter anyway

>> No.10980310
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Me and the girl I have been infatuated with for a very long time finally got together. We had a small fling over a year ago, then we stopped talking to each other until a few months ago when she randomly reconnected with me. Totally platonic at first. We've read a few books together now because she's into them as well, that's the majority of our discussions.
So two nights ago, at like 1am, she starts texting me telling me to come over, she's obviously drunk. She calls me and convinces me to go, we planned to watch Lolita because we read the book together and wanted to see the movie together.

Cut to in her house, we eventually made way into her room where we're gonna watch the movie. I'd been trying to sober her up before we went up. We start the movie and she instantly starts cuddling up to me, I sit like a plank because I'm not getting #MeToo'd. Although she's getting more coherent. Then she stops the movie and says that we're in love. It's obvious we're in love and should be together. I ask her why this is obvious and she points to two weeks ago me and her had a long ass talk in her car about life, love, relationships, etc. I recall describing how great a connection with someone can be, and how rare it is to have "that" connection. I remember right after saying all of it I realized I pretty much described her. She said after that talk, she realized it all. She then says how we're so good together, and we both have the number 1 thing we look for in a partner (intelligence she said).

After that she falls asleep for 45 mins, then wakes up sober and we begin cuddling and then kiss eventually. I spent the night and in the morning she invited me over again the next night. Went over again and we just watched a movie and cuddled and slept together (no sex). She had to leave for work so gave her a goodbye kiss then a few hours later she called me from work and we talked about random stuff for 20 mins.

Despite how good all this sounds and in reality probably actually is, I have my doubts. I always expect the worst, yet I still get my hopes up. Our time together is perfect, yet apart my fear continues to grow. Nothing has really been officially said about the status of our relationship. I guess we haven't necessarily talked about what has happened.
But I must say, I've felt so good these past 48 hours. The feeling I'd get when we'd get close and look in each others eyes. The twinge I get in my body and heart when I recall seeing her smile with her eyes closed after kissing not knowing I was looking at her. The feeling of her leaning her head on my shoulder or running her hands over my stomach. It's all surreal. Sorry for wall of text for a story most people won't find interesting, my mind and heart have been racing intensely since our first touch of skin and I need to get it out of my head. I just want it to work, I've been wanting this for so long and I'm worried it's too good to be true.

>> No.10980327

>>10980310
how old are you? how many times have you been this close with a girl?

>> No.10980340

>>10978224
I feel that way too when I get high, now I can only smoke when I have absolutely no chance of attending to anything important or socializing for the next few hours. Weed tends to amplify whats on your mind, for better or worse.

>> No.10980348

I've been training a new guy at work--I work in a cheese shop. We were told ahead of time he was trans, that his name was (James), and so we all assumed he was FtM. Now it's pretty god damn obvious that he's MtF, barely so, but we still call him by his male name. He told one of my higher ups that he wants to be called Kyra or something.

He doesn't make eye contact, barely talks, and is honestly very hard to look at (slightly obese, ginger, wears a bra and makeup, uncanny valley tier face). One time I caught him waiting for customers, and when one finally approached him to ask him something, he just stared at him for a solid 30-45 seconds before the customer sort of waved. (James) almost screamed and didn't look at customer for the rest of the time he helped him. He has no prior work experience despite being 22 and having never went to college, has no idea how to even sweep properly, and I just don't know what to do with him. I have nothing positive to say; I just feel sorry for him. I hope he doesn't come in tomorrow.

>> No.10980366

>>10980310
Nearly every girl is insecure and that is a major factor in how they navigate life

Ask her on a date, or ask her out.

>> No.10980376

I've been receiving electroconvulsive therapy for the last several months. 16 treatments in total so far. It started with unilateral, then they moved onto bilateral and started injecting me with ketamine. I don't really feel like a person anymore. I feel like I'm in a banquet hall with a plot to assassinate me that the wait staff is in on. Whenever I try to leave the waiters block my path by offering me trays of delicious food. I feel that whenever I try to feel what I am actually feeling my brain just looks for whatever memory or activity I once found happy - no matter how long ago that was - and blocks my line of sight by offering it up to me. I'm just sort of a frankenstein of all of these happy thoughts that I don't really feel. It's intensely unnatural. I guess it's better than killing myself and leaving my family completely shattered but I could convince myself that's ok...I'm not sure what's going to happen in the future. I got the only girl I've ever had sex with addicted to heroin and she has no one to help her through it. I don't want anything.

>> No.10980378

>>10980310
Stop thinking about it and just do it. You either stay with someone for the rest of your life or you break up. If your really committed, do love her, and know she's the same about putting in the effort too then it stays together, it's really that simple.

>> No.10980421

>>10978156
stop posting feet on /s/ in return for this (you)

>> No.10980515

>>10980327
I'm 21. I've had 3 serious relationships and a few hookups but have only really felt a genuine connection with one of them, until this current girl who I have been enamored with for quite some time. Especially since we started talking again, she's become a fan of a few of my interests which has in turn made me even more infatuated with her, I got her to start learning German with me, reading philosophy, all my favorite books, etc.

>> No.10980518

>>10980376
This post made me happy and I appreciate that.

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I can't stop sending twitter dm's to some Virtua Fighter playing faglord who groomed my gf but it's cathartic because my brother molested me and it allows all that bottled up angst to flow. I don't write very well and like to include animals. Steve Irwin is my legitimate hero.

>> No.10980947

I absolutely love Renoir paintings. They look so comfy.

>> No.10981132

These days, my only motivation to keep going is the memory of my childhood friend and his family. As a child, I was overweight and neglected, so they were the only ones who seemed to like me, and his father even said he'd read my novel if I wrote it. But they moved away, I never made more friends after childhood, and I left college after two weeks. Now, life is like one long, dark tunnel, and that memory is the only proof I have that life can be worth all the effort. I wish I could write that novel, but I've got nothing to say. I could still record music, though.

>>10980376
I'm in a similar place, anon. Life without feelings is a fate I wouldn't wish on anyone. As a kid, I thought purgatory didn't sound so bad, but now I know it's a hell of its own.

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>> No.10981388

>>10978441
reddit

>> No.10981594

>>10978185
good story mate, I once worked in a shop that had a problem with a bipolar alcoholic. It's a fucking trip to try and deal with those people sometimes when you're trying to work and make sure they aren't going to hurt anyone or themselves.

>> No.10981597

>>10978504
>alcohol
>friend
Well there's your problem m8!

>> No.10981743

>>10977949
Art is the only true thing in life.

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>> No.10982436

I keep erasing, can't even write what's on my mind. I keep acting a role when I'm alone. I can't start a sentence with anything but 'I'. I am not even sad nor desperate, I just pretend for myself. Need is so far removed from my life that I've become a perverted parody of a human.

>> No.10982455

>>10981132
Why don't you kill yourself? Serious question.

>> No.10982712

>>10982455
I live with my mom currently, and I'm returning to college later this year. But the reality of it is that this was decided by genetics - some people get the suicidal urge, and others don't. Personally, my emotions are so dead that none of it phases me. Maybe if push comes to shove, I'll consider it, but all this could end any day now if the pills start working. My future rests on that hope alone.

>> No.10982727

All of a sudden, I stopped loving my girlfriend. I waited for months to see if love returned. It did not. I am meeting her in the park after work to end our relationship. I am so sad, so nervous, so guilty. I don’t want rob hurt anyon but I can’t keep stringing her along.

>> No.10982736

una puer et una puella edim oryza

I think that's a sentence which makes sense. I'm trying to learn Latin.

>> No.10982739

I wrote several haikus last week, and I found it quiet easy to condense the feel of a particular moment into just 17 little syllables.
Of course I've read ~300 haikus+romanisation of the original to get a feeling of the rhymes+commentary by Basho before that
Amazing to know that stuff like "Mogami river" isn't just a random line, it has meaning.

>> No.10982855

>>10982727
Keep in mind that she would feel no remorse in leaving you if you were no longer useful to her, that thought alone assuages any guilt I feel when breaking up with women.

>> No.10982863

>>10979693
pro-tip: it was intentional

>> No.10982868

>>10982855
when women are broken up with the totality of their sadness is the reflection of the realization you wasted all that time they could have been with someone better.

But young people relationships are weird, they dont really think about how long they will last, or if they plan on getting married, at least often.

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>>10977949
Wrote in one of these threads a while back about asking out the girl I like. I just did it and don't know how to feel. I asked if she'd "like to get coffee or something sometime in the holidays", and she replied "sorry can't this week I'm so busy, [meeting up with friends, revision, work, etc.] but we could meet up next [school] holidays or something?" and didn't reply anything else. I don't know how to feel. Is this good, or just a soft let-down? Help me /lit/ I don't know how to feel.

>> No.10983156

>>10983137
Forget about her

>> No.10983191
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God does not exist
I say this not in jeer but in defeat
God is perfect, as described by many if not all religious beliefs, yet to exist is to be imperfect. Existence is a fault in all thing that we know. There is no perfect car, no perfect computer, no perfect book, no perfect child, no perfect human. If it resides in the realm of reality it is not with error. Yet there is a beauty in imperfection, so this is not a problem. The problem is that the concept of god conflicts with the experience of life.

>> No.10983304

>>10983156
I see her in school almost every day. I don't think I can. I've loved her for too long.

>> No.10983316

>>10983304

That's cute. You actually thought another human being would give a fuck.

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>>10983304
I don’t know what to tell you man
You could keep chatting her up and maybe try a second time, but if she says no then just let her go

>> No.10983331

>>10983320
idk, I'll just see what happens. Thanks though

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>>10978156
i did it again
the colleague in question comes into work wearing trainers and changes into smart shoes in the office, and changes back again when she leaves
she leaves the smart shoes under her desk
i'm fantasising about staying late one day and taking one of the shoes into the toilets and wanking over it and leaving it back under the desk
i came hard inside my wife while i was thinking about this

>> No.10984066

It's over. Senior in high school and I have always had some kind of dream of going to Duke
Bombed SAT today
Probably killing myself because I was my family's only hope

I was close friends with a Duke alumni who was one of my professors and he just looked disappointed.
God damn it.

>> No.10984091

>>10984066
How bombed are we talking?
also can't you retake the SAT?

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>>10977949
hey look /lit/ posted another hideous bourgeoisie painting with disgusting affective colors and bizarre mundane subject matter which has absolutely nothing to do with the expanse of human consciousness. you can feel the shrivel dick timidity of the person who posted this. here you go btw, actual art you fucking (SWPL) nigger

>> No.10984141

>>10984114
>actual art here btw xD
>doesn't even post the whole thing
Please off yourself

>> No.10984182

>>10984091
Reading is iffy. Math I know I tripped on. I don't know why but I work awfully under time.

I have the option to cancel my scores but I don't know.
Maybe I can take the ACT

Either way I'm fucked and have been crying like a pussy for the past 4 hours

>> No.10984202

>>10984182
alright kiddo
retake it and study up on that math and reading. Keep talking to your connection to duke and see what the minimum requirement is to be considered into duke
If you get that then its up to him to convince the college to let you in, but if you get higher then your in for smooth sailing
Learn from your mistakes and do better yah goof. Go on khanacademy or some shit right now and start studying

>> No.10984214

je suis un homme calme. thx duolingo xD

>> No.10984618

>>10977949
how do i feel something when experiencing art

>> No.10984684

>>10982712
Is it really all genetics though? If you were neglected as a child it sounds pretty situational and not simply chemical.

>> No.10984694

>>10983137
It's fine. Jfc, just meet her then.

>> No.10984747

>>10984618
think about how much harder it is to create and orientate each bit of something than it is to only do and be nothing

>> No.10984768

Every devout Christian should pray for the downfall of the United States.

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>>10984768

>> No.10984820

Today I went for an 8.5 mile walk (I don't work on Tuesdays) and on my walk I came to realize that I've never had a mentor in my life. The closest figure to a mentor I had was probably a professor I had my junior and senior years of college, but that would be a terrible mentor to actually follow considering how impossible it is to live comfortably and raise a family working in academia. I never really worried about not having a mentor in my life before, since I figured I would just blaze my own path, as silly as that seems now. I see now how almost everyone I know is doing something with their lives that they were specifically led to by someone else. My friends whose parents had careers in the Navy are now officers in the Navy or working for military contractors. My friends whose parents are involved with finance have jobs in finance. My friends whose parents are lawyers are in law school. It makes sense, really. Of course if you have someone who has already been down the path giving you advice on how to navigate the path, the path itself seems much more inviting and reasonable. And less scary. I can't even imagine joining the Navy or taking out loans for thousands and thousands and thousands of dollars for law school or anything like that. But if someone was giving me support and pushing me on, either of those things might sound like fantastic ideas. I don't think I have anyone influencing any decisions I make. Nobody has ever told me to do anything. My family has no expectations of me and doesn't seem to care what I do. They helped me go to college at an in-state school close to home (and I worked the entire time too), but they never spoke to me about what major to chose or what careers I should look into. They never asked about what classes I was taking or what I was learning or if I was happy or stressed or anything. After graduation I accepted the first job I was offered (in journalism) and worked there for a few months before I realized I couldn't afford to pay rent/loan payments/insurance/phone/food on the salary I was being paid. I had to move home and start working a shitty job, and still I get absolutely no feedback or advice from anyone older and wiser than me. The only things I get are from extended family members or strangers I strike up conversations with, and they always go one of two ways: "Oh that was a big mistake leaving your job after only a few months, that looks really bad on your resume," or "Follow your dreams! You're still so young!" Neither is really helpful, at least I can't really see how at the moment. I know I fucked up, for one, and for the second part I don't even know exactly what my dreams really are. I need to find a path and navigate it, I guess by myself.

>> No.10984843

>>10984820
what are your five favorite books or authors. This is crazy to me because I've had so many mentors throughout my life, without even having my father in my life until my late teens. My grandfather played that role, and when I think of it off the top of my head I can count 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mentors that have had an immense impact on me, including some uncles. Of course you still end up paving your own path because you have to rise above your father figure or (sorry) slay the dragon

>> No.10984847

I just realized that all erotic books are shittily written and have I have pretty much given up in reading any.

>> No.10984858

>>10984847
Story of the eye

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>>10984858
>eggs
>bullfighting
>eyeball fetish
>golden showers

>> No.10984896

just typed this out, let me know whether it is shit or not

first, let us consider where "shoulds" and "oughts" come from.
it is simple, like our genetic traits, our cultural traits come from nature. though, to the case of the individual or even his family, benevolence might be quite the unprofitable attribute, an ammoral man might find his lot in life and that of his lineage greatly reassured by an act of theft or murder, why then do we have these shoulds or oughts at all, if it is not a trait that seemingly gives itself to prominence? the answer is still from nature, but on a slightly larger scale. a people who have the tendency to be kind, generous and respectful will nodoubt rise to a greater prominece and plenty than one who does not, spreading their identity and their folk over the less advanced, and so these traits will spread to become near universal. so then we can say that our shoulds and oughts are precisely defined by what will be useful and good for a peoples future. a "should" is not an ambigous, relative, or undefinable thing as is the fashion to think in our modern age, a should is in fact very precisely definable as quality to prominence (as defined by nature). not only what we should and should not do, but the very idea of "should"s themselves serve this task.

now think of those you know of who might say in less bold terms "europeans should ethnically replace themselves via decades of mass thrid world immigration" and consider that this is not only false from the reasonable mans point of view, but categorically and objectively false from the very definition of "should" itself. if instead, they were to utter the phrase "i want europeans to ethnically replace themselves via decades of mass thrid world immigration" that would be a truthful statement however that, unsurprisingly, would not be very persuasive and it would reveal them for what they are, that is an insidious and dastardly resentful group whos name does not bare mention. and so the lie exists. consider that the claim of "should" for anything such as absolute meekness or indeed anything other than "goodness" at all is not only something that disgusts the senses from a subjective and relative point of view. but something that is undeinably and irrefutably false from the logically invalid grounds that it stands on.

>> No.10984914

>>10980310
>because we read the book together
How do you read a book with another person? Or do you mean you read it at the same time and then discussed it?

>> No.10984940

>>10984843
Both of my grandfathers died when I was very young. My father is a nice guy and all, he works a blue collar job to support himself and his girlfriend, but he basically just gets drunk every evening after work and watches TV until he passes out. I had a tennis coach who was an ok guy, but he just looked at young girls' asses more than teaching tennis very well. I had some good teachers but none of them ever took a strong interest in me specifically. The only uncles that live near me are essentially exactly like my dad and my other uncles live on the other side of the country. Some of my friends' dads have been very nice to me growing up, one of them even to the point of saying in front of me and my friend that he wished his son were more like me, but besides for complimenting me and disparaging his son nothing ever went further than that. I suppose if I had gotten a STEM degree some of my friends' fathers would likely have taken me under their wings a bit more or gotten me engineering type jobs at their companies, but I fell for the journalism meme in college and so now they look at me like I'm worthless. (Because I am.)

Anyway, my five favorite authors are probably John Barth, Tolstoy, Salinger, Faulkner and John Kennedy Toole (because I like CoD that much).

>> No.10984957

>>10977949
i havent felt like doing anything for a month. i barely read, I stopped my language studies, i basically work and play video games when i get home. not even video games with people, but just alone. its so boring but i just dont care to do anything else.

any books that can pull me out of a slump?

>> No.10984999

>>10984940
are you a creative writer?

>> No.10985049

>>10984999
Took a couple creative writing classes in college and really liked them. I have a word document with dozens of ideas for stories I want to write, but haven't done anything with them. I told myself that after I left my reporting job (where I wrote awful, mind-numbing, formulaic articles on local government/crime/bullshit) and moved home that I would write in my free time and maybe work on a screenplay or something dumb like that. Sadly though my current job is even more mindless and dull, so much so that even when I come home I feel like I'm braindead. I've only just started reading again for the first time since being in college. I feel so much dumber than I did when I was still in school. It's been almost two years since graduating and I feel almost as stupid as I was in high school. I'm sure that's not actually the case, surely my mind isn't truly leaking, but I absolutely feel like I'm no longer moving forward.

>> No.10985086

>>10985049
Interesting, well maybe you would want to help edit my novel, you could offer your own ideas to it if you ever wanted too, im pretty open to collaboration, have written a lot of it.

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So, i'm basically doing a sort of teenage spirit maximum overdrive edition
basically the experiences i haven't had in highschool are being done as quickly as possible before i hit 20
I've bought smokes, skateboarded, tried weed, and played in a team sport
I need to buy alcohol, get a gf and laid, learn to drive i guess, and get a job part time.
Anything else to add to the teen bucket list?

>> No.10985147

>>10978083
This is a depressing suggestion.

>> No.10985159

>>10980515
I'll give it 6

One of you will likely end up miserable. Strap in and enjoy the ride anon

>> No.10985166

>>10980778
The Myth: The Post: Reloaded

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>> No.10985405

>>10985113
Add 'Dream a little bigger' to that list

>> No.10985427

Her, Them, and Blood

Tell me what I need to hear.
Scream or whisper in my ear.
Say it loud or say it clear.
Bring to light my greatest fear.

Be an angel cast in black.
Don't speak truth behind my back;
Stand before my very eyes--
Rid my mind of my own lies.

Confidence in honesty
livens lost integrity,
forgotten in vanity,
thus spoken in brevity.

True and bright then is your light;
Wondrous, clear within my night.
No more shall I have to fight--
My shadows bow unto your rite.

>> No.10985465

>>10985405
These aren’t my life goals anon, just things I want out of the way before trying to be an adult

>> No.10985468

Inevitably I'll invariably
Return to the activities
I perpetuate

Never will I ever attain
The ideaologies within
The scope of my ambition

For intuition will always say
There lies again another day
beyond the day-to-day

Over and under the bridge before
my feet, I repeat, over and over
I will cross, I must cross

Pressed against my face there is
actuality, reality and inevitability,
in negligence of itself

Oh what irony I say
watching man claim suicide is truly
progress yet truly godless

And I now know I must progress
my best interest with all my best
to progress me and the rest of man

With my heart I'm sad to say
I chase what I believe to be
a ghost's tail trailing out of reach

Actually and
ideologically.
In no way can it be
done by one
Nor perhaps any one,
any more

Defeat and love are where
kindred soul meant to meet
see one another's feet--

Dirty toes and eyes arose
toward the sky, with far too close
a dying star and blinding light

whose luminescence hollows
half it's life to nightly darkness
hol(e)y-melted by a rock.

Even so we fail in fear to see beyond the veil of
what is near for 'what is 'near'?'

... I started getting sloppy(ier than it already is) so I deleted the rest)

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>>10977949
Can't remember the name of a good painting that was posted on a /lit/ thread a while ago. Can anyone help?

>> No.10986046

>>10984684
From what I understand, the stressful events only act as a trigger for depression. My sister went through the same ordeal as me, and suffered much more at the time, but now she's healthy and doing fine while I don't feel alive anymore.

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>>10977949

'This couldn't be worse than drowning', you thought at first.

You may have changed your mind once you entered the icy dark water of the Atlantic. It isn't just mere chill, it's like thousands of knives stabbing you at once. This pang affecting your every skin, muscle, and bone down in the water. You gasp from sudden pain and shock.

You're not the only one here, though. The midnight ocean, calm and quiet just a few hours ago, is now full of clamour - from human suffering. The chorus of thousands of tormented souls screaming, wailing, moaning and yelling around you. Fear, despair, agony, and anger. You're just a tiny part of this mass of humanity. Beyond the tumult, there's nothing but dreary black water stretching to the horizon.

Luckily, you just found a wooden debris to support you, but little it helps. Shivering, you start to wonder what's worse. The chill or the fear? Perhaps hope. Surely they won't leave us in the middle of this vast sea? Or would they?

After a while, you realize that the clamor is slowly fading away. At one point you can only hear dozens of voices. Quieter, and quieter still. How much time has passed? 5 minutes? 20 minutes? An hour? Doesn't matter. At the same time, you inexplicably start to feel sleepy. You try to stay awake, but drowsiness quickly overwhelms you, no matter you try. Even as your consciousness slowly fade away, you still cling to a glimmer of hope. A new life in America awaits you.

'Come back...'

'Come... back...'

'Come...'

'back...'

...

>> No.10986168

>>10979762
i feel the same anon. the few times i see my "friends" i usually don't know what to talk about with them and each time i go out it becomes worse. i assume you have niche interests that you share with none of your friends? maybe find a discord server dedicated to whatever it might be that you're interested in, and see if you can find people to converse with there.

>> No.10986179

>>10983137
why not meet up next [school] holidays if she came up with that idea?

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The modern office park is a neutered, harmless world with only dim facsimiles of nature sprouting amidst the chloroformed sidewalks. The people who live there are already dead. They sit in their chairs listening to recaps of the last nights shows, reading what they are told to read, eating expensive sandwiches they could have made themselves, watching shapes cast against the walls of their cave. Office parks are the inverse of a DMT trip. They are poison. They are death.

Once I saw a dead raccoon on the side of the road and no one picked it up off the ground for several days. I wonder what happened to it. Is it someones job to clean up the dead off of the street?

>> No.10987006

>>10984957
My meme response is 12 Rules for Life, but I'll offer up My Struggle Vol 1-5 by Karl Ove Knausgaard instead. Somehow it makes things better.

Also stop playing video games. I know they're fun but they will kill you slowly before you even realize it. Start running, start making your own meals instead of eating out, heck even watch a good documentary. Don't fall into the pit of mindless consumerism.

>> No.10987014

Lately I've been having nightmares about what I can only describe as a great and all encompassing void. I find myself in utter nothingness, illuminated by an impossible source. I float, breathless in absolute nothing. Not darkness. That’s quantifiable. But instead a depthless nothing. It is total blackness but it seems, somehow, that there is nothing in that absolute black. For a few terrifying moments, I am certain that there is nothing and I should not be. A deep sense of panic and existential dread washes over me.
This lasts for what I perceive as perhaps 30 seconds, before I wake with a cold sweat and a hammering heartbeat. Oftentimes I don’t get to sleep again afterwards. I’ve been having these dreams for 2 months now, semi-consistently. I haven’t had a decent night of sleep in that time. I don’t know what’s wrong and I’d really appreciate if anyone else that’s had this experience could quantify it beyond “oh fuck nigga, you losing your mind.”

>> No.10987114

i think I got infected with HIV during a homosexual encounter.

I'm not even gay

>> No.10987132

>>10987114

Just go get tested dude. If you do actually have it it's very manageable with drugs now. Life expectancy has climbed up almost to the average. It's actually a huge problem for the gay community because people don't see it as a big enough deal to take precaution.

Also if it was a blowjob you almost certainly don't have it unless the person had open sores in their mouth. There are no known cases of HIV transmission through normal oral sex.

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Will there ever be great discoveries again? It feels like in the past, particularly in the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, men were armed with sledgehammers and the greats with blasting explosives and they relentlessly carved out knowledge and culture. Entirely new fields of study were created, musical genres blossomed, artistic movements flourished. Now it seems that while progress is still being made, it's being done with diminutive chisels (if you're an actual genius you might manage to work your way up to a hammer).

Has this actually happened or am I romanticizing the past?

>> No.10987304

>>10987291
Probably romanticizing the past. People one century ago likely thought the same.
I remember reading about this guy who thought Kafka was the only good writer of his age, and about how there was a huge debate in 19th century o romanticism (the new art) Vs classicism (the old art) and everyone lamented the state of literature.

>> No.10987305

>>10987304
*in 19th century Italy

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUvop5RsCGg

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>tfw so privileged you never had to work hard
>tfw now lazy and have a terrible work ethic
>tfw have no dreams
>tfw still a fuckup despite having had everything given to you
>tfw could succeed if you had something you actually _wanted_ to do
>tfw nothing but contempt for yourself

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>i know that i know nothing
How can i think this and still talk about anything at all?
Also how do i become less dismissive towards my own ideas?

>> No.10987851

Bing bong,continued...

They came waddling out.

The peacock stage curtain folded its tail,and withdrew into the depths of the ceiling,and two rows of figures paraded out in time to the razzing pipes,and the thunderous percussion. Young boys,of undetermined ages,dressed in gaudy green satins and turbans danced in an odd unsettling way. They dominated the small low stage,waving their bangled arms synchronized in what could only be described as folk dancing. It had the reek of old culture,yet little charm. The boys painted faces had little charm to them as well,and they cavorted through their odd pantomime with forced abandon.

Their audience was riveted. The small tables the men crouched at held dark eyes and unsettling toothy grins,like wolves in the midst of frolicking lambs. The metaphor was all too obvious to Dave. The lady Artificer who sat with him seemed satisfied with his growing horror.

"Bihgeh b'ng",she spat between puffs of her cigarette. "Bing bong. These...patrons will have their choice of those unfortunate children. They will pay good coin to these smiling jackals,and be shown upstairs. For unspeakable things." She stabbed her stub at the ashtray with a sudden violence. Dave turned from her and searched among the dark tables for...trouble. A booming voice laughed suddenly, until now both disregarded and forgotten. They turned to the disembodied grin in its cloud of black beard.

"Do our humble ways offend you,great Lady? Does disapproval mock our cultural heritage?" The teeth glittered in the smokey atmosphere. Dave thought the Articifer would shatter them with her ashtray. Something Dave would applaud. She merely pierced them with her dagger eyes.

"Culture you call this? So is shitting in the street! Why not have a dance for that?" She only provoked another laugh. Dave saw a shape in the stage floor he thought he recognized. A man with a silver forked beard was having a furtive conversation with a smiling waiter, and pointing. Pointing at a little genie dressed in green,hoping to get his wishes granted. Dave stood up.

"I think m'lady and I will partake of the wares of this establishment. Kindly arrange it,please." The odd look in Dave's eyes quelled any objection the Artificer had,and the teeth in cloud smiled. Trouble was to be found upstairs.

>> No.10988274

>>10977949
just dropping a note to frogposter londonbro: the chicken came out excellent man. 45 minutes at 420 kid, let it cool to the touch in the pot. juicy and perfect.

>> No.10988308

Grace carried an empty bowl into the kitchen, where her mother was preparing dinner. The sweet smell of sweet potatoes, the whoosh of the gas burner, the bubbling of butter. Outside the wind blew, and in the grey outside a steady rain fell. Grace stood next to her mother in silence, and then lifted the bowl toward her.
“Can I help?” She asked. “I have a bowl.”
Her mother was peeling an onion over the sink.
“What’s a goddamn bowl gonna do, Grace?”
“You can put things in it. Scraps, onions, water.”
“No, you can’t. Fuck off, dear.”
Grace lowered the bowl to her hip, huffed, thought why do they hate me? and hurried upstairs.
She slumped down her bed. The smell was stronger up there, the appetizing scents rising with heat. She breathed it in, imagined some household of servants below toiling away in the kitchen, for her and her only. Her and her wealthy, intelligent husband. Her and her cats and books. Her and anyone but them.
“Jews,” she whispered, and went to sleep.

>> No.10988316

>>10983840
praying for u anon

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>>10977949
Dark days have gone by, but none without the guidance of her smile. Daily I think of it, how it eradicates any dark thought in my mind. The gf evades me, days go by without one. Days become months, months become years, and yet, no gf.

>> No.10988329

>>10977949
Flying birds, flying jews
From thin air to flesh, they become ashes,
Blazing phoenix furnace

>> No.10988395

>>10988317
Wojak looks so fucking weird from the front.

>> No.10988702

>>10986980
It's birds' and bugs' job.

>> No.10988706

>>10987114
Yeah you are.

>> No.10988713

What is there to say?

>> No.10989000

>>10979762
>>10986168
I'm a similar way. Its just become a massive chore speaking to anyone, even to my closest friends, but I still have a constant urge and need to socialise. Its frustrating.

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>> No.10989653

In my mind ive fucked two thousand girls including siamese twins filled up on ecstacy
the thronesettler, the throatmeddler
in life i see a dead body with limbs and a lethargic cock, trying to think back of pornographic venture so i can show her some energy
a broke man, broken mental, broad spectrum of possibility.
fuckit, ill say i am asexual
a sexually confused fucked up junkie thats addicted to ice and not real life,
rather cum in my hand than cum on command.
85 years of splice
i will do it
i might...
just load it up and die on a tank that is empty

there she is, but im incapable
to even satisfy her most primal needs
so what good is me.
im past 360 that it went in reverse
too much of a sexual fiend

>> No.10989655

I’m scared I will have to work my whole life and then die, and think it’s crazy that this is normal. I believe that man was meant to live in comfort and work is for Mexicans

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>> No.10990321

>>10987291
did u not just live through the invention of the blockchain and self-driving cars and shit? theres genius shit going on all around

>> No.10990330

>>10987114
i used to have extreme aids anxiety back in the day, of course now it seems fucking silly, and i have all new extreme anxieties

>> No.10990339

i need a new job bad but no one will hire me because there aren't really as many programming jobs as these silicon valley bullshitters make it sound like it

>> No.10990361
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10990361

I hate the way dating works these days, it's too confusing
Me and this girl who I recently got with (not officially together) talked on the phone for about an hour while she's bored at work today, talk for more throughout the day over text. She's called me beautiful (never been called that by a girl before), told me she likes a certain mannerism of mine last night, etc.
So a few hours ago I tell her I like when she plays the piano to me, how her hands move across the keys and her face full of concentration is very attractive. She responds with "...(heart emoji). I then say lets see each other soon and no response for almost 2 hours now.

Why, why why why? Why can't it be simple? Have phones and texting twisted our interactions so much? Yet at the same time it's almost impossible to not utilize it. I try my best to keep texting and what not to a minimum but sometimes it is necessary. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST RESPOND GODDAMNIT NOTHING MAKES SENSE

>> No.10990372

>>10990361
>She responds with "...(heart emoji). I then say lets see each other soon and no response for almost 2 hours now.

chicks always pull this shit, they ALL do it, if u suggest doing something, they will stop responding, even if you know them for like 2 years, its like i think u know me long enough if u dont wanna go just say no im not gonna care i was just floating ideas its not a big deal, now i dont even suggest ideas to chicks i let them come to me with ideas and if it doesnt sound like too much of chore ill go a long with it, but asking chicks to do anything always results in one of those stupid silence modes, even chicks i thought we were totally friendzoned did it to me, im like bitch we're just friends if u wanna go or not just tell me, but now i never ask girls to do anything over text

>> No.10990554

>>10990361
maybe she went to eat dinner or went to sleep, or hanging with family. Maybe she saw the text and was like "hmm, if I dont respond right away I bet that will really make him flustered heheh"

>> No.10990693

>>10990372
>>10990554
Ugh, why do they not have the ability to look past themselves? Put themselves in another persons shoes and look at how they effect someone else

>> No.10990722

I have terror of the Lord in my heart, and this only exacerbates my fear of death. Christ is our Savior and died for us, why then do I worry so much about the reconciliation of death and the passing into thy great eternal love?

Is my faith weak and I don't know it? Am I just one big vanity? Lord help me.

>> No.10990725

Nigger Penis Would Be A Fine Lot Of Excrement A-Down My Throat

>> No.10991259

>>10978279
being this triggered

>> No.10991275

>>10990321
>blockchain
Literal meme, if people called it what it actually was (an append-only linked list) no one would care.

>self-driving cars
Kind of a meme. But again, one created by vast scores of people all chipping away at computer vision, whatever kind of real time control shit is needed, etc

>> No.10991283

What do you think the worst board is? This one and /pol/ are obvious choices, but I think I'm going to go with /g/. Something about masses of STEMlords who think they're geniuses because they know how to program and can install Arch really irritates me. At least /sci/ has a few actually intelligent people scattered among the larpers.

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10991406

>>10990372
>text girl asking if she wants to do something
>she does this
>ask her in person a few days later
>"of course anon I'd love to!!!"
How the fuck can I plan things with you if I have to already be doing something with you for you to not ignore me? If I don't see you for a few days am I supposed to wait until we bump into each other again before we can do things together? What the fuck?

>> No.10991554

>>10978279
>It made me a think. What did I think? Oh, it doesn't matter. I thought!
I agree very strongly with how annoying this approach is - its completely empty. However, as someone who also isn't American, I have to say I don't think this kind of attitude is unique to the USA at all. I've heard this kind of empty obsession with 'thought for thought's sake' from French and German readers as well.

Decent post, though.

>> No.10991557

Everyone is getting all fucked up about their "partner" ignoring them for an hour or some subset of their many friends not wanting to play video games with them, while I'm here alone without having personal contact with anyone and I feel just fine, and I grow finer the more I distance myself. Am I wrong, or is society wrong?

>> No.10991588
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10991588

When is technology so expensive?

>> No.10991595

>>10991588
now

>> No.10991613

>>10990693
Maybe once you are cool and close enough with her you can tell her "Hey it really freaks me out when you dont respond to my texts immediately after we have been having a quite immediate consistent back and forth, do you think if we are having such you can tell me if you will be unable to respond for some time to my last text?"

>> No.10991718

>>10977949
Women are naturally savages, they're most basic state is sex-crazed animal, devoid of morals and ambitions. But the natural state of man is a barbarian, but one with honor. Civilization paradoxically makes women cleaner, but men crueler, less caring. We're living in the worst of both worlds right now, the interregnum of the absolutely worst of humanity. The only option is total destruction of civilization, then make our way back up.

Women are a lost cause.

I don't even feel hate anymore, just a loss of hope and a sheer sense of disconnect from everything around me. I stare at the total state of depravity, of being force fed these notions of equality and feminism and I feel nothing, just a cold desire to escape into the wilderness.

>> No.10991720

>>10990361
Ignore her for 2 weeks

>> No.10991725

>>10990361
So that she thinks you have other options. That will get her going!

>> No.10991763

>>10991283
This one isn't that bad
/sci/ is pretty much full of HS kids who need help to do their homework
But the worst board overall is /v/ without a doubt

>> No.10992373

>>10980007
this kind of music

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCXDgviGnRs&list=PL2369DA86C3AC059A&index=6

>> No.10992962

Did Hamlet love, would he have loved Ophelia but the death of his father made him take his anger out on her, he could not allow himself to focus on love?

>> No.10993089

>>10992962
Hamlet is clearly fond of her and really only freaks out when he learns she's spying on him.

>> No.10993093

>>10992962
Hamlet is made up

>> No.10993316

>>10993089
>she's spying on him.
when did that happen? I thought her dad just told her to play hard to get or something (to see if he really loved her?) and then they thought he was going crazy because she was playing hard to get. When and in what way is she spying?

>> No.10993364
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10993364

>reading your diary back

>> No.10993526

you got me going
you're oh so charming
but i can't do it
womanizer.

>> No.10993537

>>10993364
oh no
oh no no no

>> No.10993570

>>10991554
Yes obviously is something that is present pretty much everywhere if you look for it but what I find endlessly fascinating is how
-English has a specific word for this "thoughtless thought"
-Americans use it pretty much everywhere, along with other vague fake words and expressions such as "thought provoking"

>> No.10993579

The blue sky I looked up was too blue

>> No.10993581
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10993581

I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humor
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing

>> No.10993665 [SPOILER] 
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10993665

>>10978279
"Insight" "Show me some insight as to why..."
It just means "Show me inside/what do YOU see or think or feel."
Another way of asking for someone's opinion.
"Your shitpost was very insightful. allowing me into the mind of a foreigner"
I got to see inside your unwashed head and understand a bit more as to why foreigners seem to think so highly of themselves. Their alien in our country, and so cling to their home beliefes that may or may not conflict with the new culture that they've integrated into. Frankly, if America is causing you this much distress, go home.

>> No.10993678

>>10993665
>It just means "Show me inside/what do YOU see or think or feel."
It doesn't mean anything, it's pure act, pure jesture.
>Frankly, if America is causing you this much distress, go home.
I'm not an immigrant lol

>> No.10993682

>>10993678
*gesture

>> No.10993689

suicide

>> No.10993700
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10993700

>>10978450
>showgaze

>> No.10993708
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10993708

I agree with Buddhism the most. Life is suffering. You are born and its nothing but a nonstop ride of humiliation and failure and then you die. And its even worse if you are physically or mentally ill or repulsive. And you get to live through all of that and get old and watch your loved ones get old and die too. And then finally you die. And you dont know what happens after death. No one does. Its horrifying. You become nothing, you no longer exist, there is no afterlife. You just decay and turn into dust.

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10993717

>yesterday my country had "the day of poetry"
>I forgot to write poetry
>I forgot to read any poetry
>I forgot to recite any poetry
I'm more bummed about this than I should be.

>> No.10993727

america isnt a nation of immigrants, it was started as a white anglo saxon colony. the immigration laws were changed in the 60's. If the founding fathers were alive today they would be disgusted at what the rootles cosmopolitans have done to the nation. They would also be in prison for domestic terrorism

>> No.10993742

>>10993678
"Insight" does have meaning. You're asking that person to explain why the do what they do and for what reasons they are doing it. Asking someone for insight is only a "pure act, pure gesture" if you are asking for it that way and are intentionally not going to take their opinion to heart.

>I'm not an immigrant
Unless you're who I replied to, I don't care. He wrote
>I have become helplessy fascinated with this strange linguistic expression since I've encountered it when I was learning the enlish language. The fact that there's no equivalent in my native language makes it even more interesting
Which, I think, means he is one.
My reply was not a universal one, I directed it to him.

>> No.10993755

>>10993717
Yesterday I wrote a prose out of the blue.
Coincidence or cosmic synchronicity?

>> No.10993766

>>10993708
you seem to be more in term of agreement with your own weakness than with actual buddhism tho, your tone isn't detached at all, you manifest no acquaintance with the void, yet seem defineitely rooted by some chains of desire and jealousy you've decided to turn towards time itself - which can only be delusion.

>> No.10993775

>>10978076
Just join the military and go to Syria

>> No.10993780

>>10993766
>tho


I really hate how the word tho has come to replace "though"
its very niggerish and though isnt even a big word.

>> No.10993794

>>10993775
>go and die (as collateral damage in a drone attack before you even fire a shot) for Irsael
no thanks

>> No.10993812

>>10993708
>And its even worse if you are physically or mentally ill or repulsive.
I disagree. Though I am not at all familiar with Buddhism or any other Eastern religions beyond Hinduism, I do somewhat grasp the idea of reincarnation.
I say, you are given what you deserve, and in some past life an autist or manlet may have been an extremely disgusting person in regards to their mental health (e.g. Cruel, Un-loving, Insensitive, "Mean") and have entered their new form fit. To get off this ride, you must learn to overcome these faults to find inner peace, love and accept not only yourself but those around you. Hopefully, next time, you'll be 6' or correct chromosomes.

>> No.10993820

>>10993780
>its very niggerish and though isnt even a big word.
Yes, but it is a "tough" word. Doesn't sound how it is spelled, especially in slang.

>> No.10993860

>>10993812
>past life

oh, i see, youre a moron

>> No.10993891

>>10993742
>You're asking that person to explain why the do what they do and for what reasons they are doing it. Asking someone for insight is only a "pure act, pure gesture" if you are asking for it that way and are intentionally not going to take their opinion to heart.
I was more referring to the "insight" as used in, for example, "this book contains a lot of insight". THIS BOOK REALLY MADE ME A THINKEN VERY THOUGHT PROVOKING I FELT SENSATIONS IN MY BRAIN
Anyway my point could be applied to any other fake expressions that are used in the consumerist (or not) discourse. I should have talked about "thought provoking", which is my favourite, but it didn't lend well enough to rambling. I have several other of these. For example Italian Marxist discourse has this expression that pops up several times "deve essere ripensato alla luce di X". It means "It must be re-thought in light of X". Now this is a fake expression because it doesn't actually say anything beyond hinting at the mere inadequacy of the current paradgym. It doesn't have any real value beside that of a signal. It doesn't actually say how the "theory" must be changed. It's very nebulous, very unpalpable. It's fake because there's nothing behind the veil of appearance. For the Italian Marxist of the postmodern age it doesn't matter how the terms of the "theory" are changed or if this has any bearing on the real world. The Italian Marxist is trapped in a word game made of endless "re-thinkings".Now this isn't as interesting as "insight" because "insight" refers to thought itself. French has a lot of these too. I know this may sound a little bit inconclusive and incomprehensible and to be fair (another fake expression here: to be fair) it is. I'm very autistic and I'm sorry if I offended you in any way with the other posts but sometimes I need to let go my thoughts out.
>Unless you're who I replied to
Yeah that's me. Do you think only immigrants learn english or what

>> No.10993906

>>10993860
>oh, i see, youre a moron
Oh, I see, You're mechanical.
The first pre-programmed insults fly out of your mouth as though keeping them inside would cause you some great amount of discomfort.

>> No.10993909

>be me
>kill myself
>no longer be me

>> No.10994012
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10994012

I'm trying to learn to read more "critically". It seems like whenever I'm reading a book, I suffer some delusion that what I'm reading is perfectly understandable and reasonable and just nod along with it. Then after I'm done it's like I never read it at all. I can't recall or apply anything. What the fuck is going on and how do I fix it.

In "How to Read a Book", they talk about active reading, and that in order to be an active reader you need to ask yourself questions as you go along. But as stated above, since everything seems obvious while I'm reading it, it never even occurs to me to ask questions. It's like some perverse hindsight bias or something (https://www.lesswrong.com/posts/WnheMGAka4fL99eae/hindsight-devalues-science))

Should I like, constantly forming hypotheses and testing them at every opportunity or something? That seems exhausting, and like it might just lead to confusion/frustration (for example, I predict the author will have x to say about y, and then they never even mention x or y again)

>> No.10994065

>>10993891
>"this book contains a lot of insight"
Yes, that is an empty phrase because you do not expand on it. I do agree with you there, that many people today do just leave it at that, and that mentality is what has caused overused words such as "insight" to lose and insightful meaning. When you stop right before the climax, there is no satisfaction, leaving you hallow, just as if you say that a book has given you insight but fail to mention what that insight was, you're left with a gesture.
"Thought-provoking" has the same connotations, but different meaning. Something which is thought-provoking makes the reader think critically in ways he may not have if not for the material, but without saying what those thoughts are he is merely giving you a reason for why he has enjoyed something.
"Our discourse is quite thought-provoking" may anger you if I didn't also add why "because it had allowed me to see how overused words and empty gestures can null the effectiveness of a word."
>For example Italian Marxist discourse has this expression that pops up several times "deve essere ripensato alla luce di X". It means "It must be re-thought in light of X".
A very nice quote, I' glad you shared. I know nothing of the Italian Marxists, but I do know that many of my opinions and beliefs have changed because a new source of information had been given to me. Sometimes tried and true may not be correct in every aspect of life.
>Do you think only immigrants learn english or what
My assumption that your foreign was made because of how you said "In my native tongue" meaning that it is not English. English is the native tongue of the U.S. (Please don't lecture me on Native Americans) My first quick reading of your post led me to believe that you originally knew a language and began learning English only to discover words like "insightful"
The closest word I have that mimics your thoughts on "Insightful" and "Thought-provoking" is probably how I feel about the way "Appreciate" or "I appreciate you" is so carelessly used. People throw this around as if it is an empty compliment yet never fulfill their appreciation. You can't treat your co-workers like garbage and expect a quick "You do know I really appreciate you, right?" after doing some dishes to end all hostilities, and actual effort had to be made for that to take effect.

> I know this may sound a little bit inconclusive and incomprehensible and to be fair (another fake expression here: to be fair) it is. I'm very autistic and I'm sorry if I offended you in any way with the other posts but sometimes I need to let go my thoughts out.
Ditto, but not autistic. I'd say I'm more akin to being emotional. I take life too seriously sometimes and just wish people would "do their jobs" as respectful humans. Peace be with you.

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10994074

Im filled with never ending dread and anxiety and i want to die all the time.

>> No.10994078

>>10994065
an*
you're*
S&P

>> No.10994092

Killing is easy; just think it's someone you've met.

>> No.10994097

>>10994074
Why?

>> No.10994111

>>10994012
Sounds like you're a novice pal. I wouldn't worry, as this kind of stuff usually goes away with time, but if I were you I'd pick up a book that deals with common rhetorical tricks and how they're used.
Now, for the insults part...
>lesswrong.com
Please find a cliff and jump off

>> No.10994138

Every time I try to think critically about the catholic upbringing which I turned my back on I find the whole thing so impossible and unbelievable, and the idea of faith as really unnecessary. But then occasionally I'll have those moments alone where I feel so incredibly overwhelmed by the 'presence of God' and the feeling of Christ's divinity that I have a rush of comfort and joy to the point where it almost makes me tear up.

I don't think I can ever make peace with the idea of total faith or of total agnosticism about God - it can be very frustrating.

>> No.10994186

>>10994012
I started understanding what I read much better when I was able to apply it to the real world and problems I face day to day.
Walden is what did this for me, I would read slowly before work, maybe just a couple good paragraphs that seem to stick and that you could tell were important to the author. I would read those paragraphs over and over 'till I could connect his thoughts to my own giving you a "Eureka moment".
I leave in before work for a reason, because afterward I was put right back into society and was able to see real-time how and why Thoreau may have come to these conclusions. Books are hard. Even "Dick and Jane' seemed like a mountain when words such as "Run" were abstract ideas, but soon enough you'll see them do it as will you. dont be lewd

>> No.10994225

>>10994138
He will always be there for anyone who needs him. Just be respectful to all his creation and don't purposefully bash His good name. We all experience moments of doubt and pain, even years of it, but doesn't make you a bad person just as weekly churchgoers who do it for vanity are no closer to God than the Pharisees.
Faith is hard, that's why not all will be saved, but all have a right to live in His creation peacefully.
t. NPCatholic

>> No.10994257

>>10987820
pls help

>> No.10994260

>>10994225
>that^
>,
s 'n p; as you please.

>> No.10994334

>>10987820
"I know that I know nothing" is a fallacy, "I think that I know nothing" is where you should start.
The generation seems to be very self-deprecating, and not for humor or humility, but rather as an excuse. This is very unhealthy thinking. You are Man, act like it.
>How can i think this and still talk about anything at all?
If you truly feel this way about yourself, then stop talking about things that do not concern you. No debates, no telling others how to live, no smuggness. You need to help yourself before you're any good to anyone else. This may sound hypocritical, but it's true. I don't tell mathematicians how to equate or tell fish how to breathe, but I try and help where help is due.
>Also how do i become less dismissive towards my own ideas?
What type of ideas? An idea I dismissed that I once had was the "women are roastie scum" because when this theory was applied, it was broken reeds. Throw out what doesn't work, what can't work, what feels wrong, and supplement it with new, enlighting ideas. Change is very uncomfortable and having you foundations rocked is scary, but the outcome is worth it.
If this is a new idea that you made yourself based on analysis of your environment, it may seem like something that no one else will ever understand, but that is normal and okay. These thoughts are not for everyone, they're yours; make it work for you. Try to not dismiss abstract thought so quickly.

Just ask, man. Don't give up.

>> No.10994340

>>10994257
>>10994334

>> No.10994359

>>10993700
take a look at how close the w is to the e on the key board, I dare you

>> No.10994374

>>10994138
It's your nostalgia neurons firing. That's why the church benefits so much from brainwashing people while they're young. The other day I went to church for the first time in years and got moved to tears by the choir singing old songs I hadn't heard in years. It wore off after a few minutes though, and I soon felt as repulsed by organized religion as I have for most of my adult life.

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10994387

i want her, i want a beautiful woman to hold me and i her, and i want to feel her smooth skin and smell her perfume and her hair, and i want to hear her laugh, and i want to feel like the outside world doesn't exist and i want to feel calm and i dont want to feel fear or worry about the future

>> No.10994391

>>10994374
>>10994225
You both perfectly represent the two sides of my conflict with these feelings. Thank you for your replies. If it really is just nostalgia then its been something thats much more consistent that the kind of experience you describe >>10994374 - I never really feel any disgust after those feelings.

>> No.10994428

>>10994391
Well the disgust was related to a particular event. It was at a saint's relic adoration event, and there were long queues winding around the church to see the remains of a saint. Most people were patiently milling about the queues as good christians, and sick and elderly people were given priority. But then a "devout" couple rudely cut across the queues in order to see the relic first. I was greatly disturbed by how they could possibly justify such behaviour.

>> No.10994502

>>10994391
It's easy to ascribe all to science just as I can easily ascribe all acts to God, but you can't have one without the other. A world with no faith and only science/rational thought is void of emotion, love, trust, kindness. A world with no science is cold, dark, unaccepting, medieval in customs.
In the end, you're going to have to decide which side you fall on. I personally, see our existence as a mystery. I understand that science contradicts the Holy Bible, but that it was written before the advent of such thought. Who knows what happened 2000 years ago besides those who experienced it. I've had experiences in my life that no amount of science or rational thinking can explain which I don't share with others for many reasons, but I hold very dear to my heart and can only comfortably explain through Faith.
I say "God", it could be Bog, but whomever He is I know He cares and can feel it daily. Almost being brought to tears by a choir is how this love makes me feel, and I don't want to dismiss such a feeling as balderdash disgust. Sure, my nostalgia neurons may be making that dopamine, but who put it all together so perfectly that at this moment, I am euphoric. *tips mitrie*

>> No.10994582

>>10994428
>But then a "devout" couple rudely cut across the queues in order to see the relic first. I was greatly disturbed by how they could possibly justify such behaviour.
>could possibly justify such behaviour.
maybe they both had a serious case of diarrhea and needed to get home asap

>> No.10994722

S;G 0 kinda sucked, I'm bummed. I specifically put off my suicide for this season's anime, what a waste.

>> No.10994842

I hate this inability to have a decent conversation in our society.
It's a thing guys and even some girls seem to shun. I watch sports, work out, and like sex, but fuck do I enjoy a nice conversation with someone about my feelings, ideas, or something more abstract whatever it may be. If anyone has seen the movie Before Sunrise and it's sequels, those are the types of conversations I'm talking about.
I recently had 2 conversations with these two different girls that I feel I'll always remember because of how it was so much more than anything else I've talked about. One of the girls I've been intimate with since, and it was even better because of how much depth of each us had explored in the other.

But that is so rare to find. I guess I'm speaking more from the prospective of having these conversations with a girl because I guess it means more to me because of my loneliness in terms of lack of a lover, but even with close guy friends I've never been able to have such a conversation. Everyone I've known just doesn't care enough. I hope this girl is my answer but I have my doubts, and if not then what? It's taken me my whole life to finally have one conversation like this, who knows how much longer I'll have to wait?

Maybe my loneliness and reserved personality is a problem but I really don't think so. I also feel like this board especially will have those who relate, I feel as if I went to /fit/ I would just get made fun of as I would in real life.

I've had girlfriends before, but I have never really enjoyed them properly. They were always just there, a convenient way to get shallow intimacy. I can't remember a worthwhile conversation with any of them. I was always bored, everything was always the same, I'd try and ask a question other than what she did during her boring day and still "that" type of conversation just wouldn't happen. I just want something that means something to me, something that is special

>> No.10994885

I slept for nine additional hours today. To my knowledge, that's when the interesting dreams start to take place, and tonight was no exception. I found myself as an adult man by a car in a clearing, and knew by default that it was Africa. There was a young girl in the car, and she told me she had to pee. I helped her out and escorted her a bit before my mind wandered: What kind of area is this? At the edge of my vision, many houses sat cluttered together, and it struck me that we must be in a well-off district. I wondered what horrible things might happen beyond. During this thought, I had stopped walking while the girl went on ahead. A kind of flash went off in my head, and right then a man turned and lifted up the girl in his arm, then broke off sprinting. I broke off in a dash after him. 15 minutes? I think it was. Later, her sobbing, injured face in my hands. I was narrating now. Back home, they consider me a hero. People want to live near me. Other vets respect me. I woke up one night screaming into a pillow with my wife next to me. I was reliving it now, but worse: He got away. There was no comforting me.

Do you remember that page in Heart of Darkness where he comes back and suddenly it's impossible to take anything seriously? I loved that part. And that one story from The Things They Carried, where he's up at night thinking about the war and then it all finally makes sense. What is so very alluring about this story? To me, it's a reminder that the spectrum of human experience stretches out well beyond our capacity to understand it. There are some feelings only a handful of us will ever know. In my state of biological apathy, it is difficult to imagine a state of desolation that pierces you at the core, yet I know it must exist. Our fantasies are so rich because they must first have some origin in reality. And this spectrum of feeling encompasses all of it. Every little thing. It's really dizzying, to be honest. Perhaps it's best not to think too much about it.

>>10994722
The original really didn't need a sequel. I hope you don't kill yourself, anon.

>> No.10994985

>>10994885
I have The Things They Carried sitting on my shelf now, worth picking up?
I had found it in my dad's basement when I was in 4th grade and read the first chapter. Being so much into war I found it interesting and thought I could bring it to school for reading. Long story short, my mother got a call and my dad was scolded, but that chapter has been in my mind since. When the infantry is out on patrol and the guy thinks to himself "Just shoot off your thumb or trigger finger, then you can rest up in a Jap hospital being attended to by cute nurses." This thought never occurred to 8 year old me, that perhaps these soldiers weren't all they are made up to be. Made me feel real terror for the first time, questioning how shooting your fingers off could seem like a better alternative to fighting.

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Just thinking about it makes me laugh
A monkey that can’t eat a single bite of a banana?
Even I think that’s so pathetic
Don’t look at me like that
I don’t need your pity
I know you’re covering your mouth and laughing at me
I’m a banana allergy monkey
But still I like bananas
I’m a banana allergy monkey
But still I like bananas

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah ang

Something unbelievable has happened
My mom is holding milk
That tastes and smells like banana
I was so shocked, my eyes grew round
I was drunk from the sweet scent
The yellow banana color that’s coming up through the straw

I’m a banana allergy monkey
But I’m happy that there’s banana milk
I’m a banana allergy monkey
But I like that there’s banana milk

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah aww

What do I do? If I don’t have bananas
What do I do, what do I do?
Banana banana banana

I’m a banana allergy monkey
But still I like bananas
I’m a banana allergy monkey
But still I love bananas

I’m a banana allergy monkey
But I’m happy that there’s banana milk
I’m a banana allergy monkey
But I like that there’s banana milk

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah aww

I’m a banana allergy monkey

>> No.10995257

>>10994842
its because free time is so hard to come by, your friends are always working and doing chores, so when its free time time to relax with the boys they dont want to waste it and strain their brain and emotions being your therapist, rather just chill and crack dick jokes

>> No.10995395

>>10994985
Yeah, it's really good.

>> No.10995441

>>10995395
Cheers.

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Today, for the first time in my life it occurred to me, I am a nigger. A nigger, that's what I am. I'm getting a job tomorrow.

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>>10987291
this is partly true i think. partly because most people despise the state of things like contemporary literature and culture in general (although this may not always be unique i believe it is a much larger occurrence in the 20th and 21st centuries). also you have to consider that these giants of history were not around for every decade of the past, there were eras where discoveries and fields were relatively quiet. this is why i think great man theory has to be at least partly true, without these significant individuals to shape our culture and societies things can move rather slowly. it also has to do with hindsight, it is much harder to see the importance of certain movements and inventions as you are living in them, especially if they are not obvious things like revolutions or large wars. possibly also to do with the fact that our society values things like literature and the arts less and less (generally speaking) so a good bunch of talent is being sucked elsewhere like tech fields. dunno, that's what i think anyway but i like to romanticize the past as well, it's pretty fun.

>> No.10995638

>>10995468
>I'm getting a job tomorrow
Try saying that when you're sober

>> No.10995784

The only girl I've had feelings for in years collapsed in my arms unconscious today. Possibly a seizure. I stroked her back and brushed the hair from her face as I waited for the police and tried to get her to breathe. Last I saw of her was getting wheeled away in a stretcher unresponsive. I don't understand God. But I don't hate him.

>> No.10995863

>>10995784
I'll pray for your strength and her speedy recovery, brother. Rember, it's not for us to question His way, but to experience and learn from it. I recommend some scripture reading, perhaps Psalm 91 and 2 Cor 1:3, 4. I found those quick in Gideons. Stay strong for her, Adam.

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>>10995863
>remember*
but this is A Happy Place™, so I think this applies too.

>> No.10996270

>>10978446
misuta bobu harrisu?

>> No.10996924

I feel like I should feel more. I'm nearly popping a blood vessel to "feel" things as I read but it's always the same range and I never go past a certain point of feeling. Both the kind and the extent are limited. I believe this is abnormal.

>> No.10997026

>>10994842
I feel you, OP. I think it's just weird to happen, maybe we should enjoy them by that and appreciate them for the same reason.

>> No.10997168

>>10977949
I think that was Jean Renoir's father's painting

Anyway, right now I had been looking for motivation or an interesting idea to write. I think I had pumped my neurotransmitter/pleasure center the wrong way. Bad experiment hangover now I guess.

I think I'm going to rewatch Von Trier's Melancholia and the new season of Twin Peaks, before started to do more writing and reading done.

I live in the city and without bike, it's so fucking hard to moving around. I wanted to stay at the countryside with my parent because it has much cleaner air, less fucking people and zero to none traffics/noise pollution, but I think my parent wouldn't allowed it.

I'm going to move out from the city someday, to find a new job and a new home at some rural comfy countryside, next to a clean river, unoccupied hill or something.

>> No.10997199

>>10997168
my dream would to be go completely offgrid (if that is possible).
like a total hermit way of living.

that way I can get writing done, and have more time to rest, read and sleep. and no more creepy stalker too.

I wanted to live for about another 50 years, then hopefully ascended to afterlife after I had published a few decent lit.

>> No.10997206

I would like to congratulate Raytheon on their big win today.

>> No.10997412

>>10996924
When you eat some really good food do you strain to feel its great taste? You should simply need to savour

>> No.10997426

I don't support military intervention but the hysteria on social media and false belief that we are on the verge of world war and that people will be drafted really makes me hate people.

>> No.10997460

>>10997426
I was expecting a constitutional crisis to kick off today so this is a step up if anything.

>> No.10997497

There is not a single white person or nigger in existence more repulsive than the two obese creaturas I drove past a little white ago. Fuck spics.

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I can't avoid wasting at least a day per week on videogames and lazily browsing 4chan. Don't know how I should feel about this.
Also, I secretly love brown anime girls and anime tiddies in general but on the real life I succesfully pretend to be non-weeb.

>> No.10997631

>>10980310
>I'm worried it's too good to be true.
>I always expect the worst

I'm probably late in terms of giving advice, but I can tell you from experience that this sort of anxiety and insecurity is the exact kind of thing that ends up becoming a huge issue in a relationship. If you're the kind of person that's constantly afraid of things fucking up somehow, you will constantly be seeking a sense of reassurance and peace of mind, which can end up manifesting in ugly ways. I've seen it happen so many times and it's happened with me as well. I've ruined a lot of my relationships with that, not just romantic but those with friends as well. It's a part of my mentality I'm trying to improve on, but it takes time and effort.

I just suggest you tread with caution and be mindful of the feelings you get when you and her are apart for whatever reason.

>> No.10997642

>>10997426
I feel like I need to follow this because I tried to go to bed but I just can't. I think I really do just hate people in a way. Like, I'm surrounded by social media and people who think the apocalypse is happening and there's some sort of conspiracy against them and it just pisses me off so much. But, I love my family and I have two people I could really, genuinely call my friends. But outside of that it feels like all the world has to offer is madness. Has there ever been a study on exposure to social media driving people insane?

>> No.10997645

>>10997497
its hot af around nyc today so all the latina mommies are out dressed like hookers pushing their baby strollers, im like sorry i think its a little late to be walking around in a dress that short, no one is trying to raise your baby daddy's baby, ho

>> No.10997649

ANY GREAT WRITERS HERE?

>> No.10997654

>>10997645
Are you a writer?

>> No.10997655

>>10997654
fuck no writing is gay

>> No.10997656

>>10983137
if she was actually trying to shut you down she wouldn't have volunteered the "we could meet up next [school] holidays or something?"

When a girl gets asked out, she either flat out declines, or she gives an excuse because she's scared of offending (kind of fucking redundant when you think about it, lmao). She had her excuse and she didn't roll with it, so you should be fine

>> No.10997667

>>10983137
idk i mean ive had chicks ask me out during times when i legit couldnt go and then after like two tries they gave up, but im like god give me a chance to get my work done, i thought one of them was pretty hot, but on the other hand when a chick does that to me i just assume its a diss lol

>> No.10997761

There is nothing to understand. Nothing makes any sense, and even that doesn't make sense sense

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/lit/ is unironically an underground literary movement. if i ever write an autobiography i'm going to embellish the heck out of this place

>> No.10998262

>>10998170
who gives them money for this

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPAPxpfIUKY

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I'm writing fantasy for the first time after writing autistically accurate military fiction for literally a decade.

It's still in my wheelhouse because its "gunpowder fantasy" so set in basically the 1890's.

I've never written faster in my life, and I think I'll keep this one to 50k-ish words. I think it may actually have a chance of attracting a mainstream publisher.

>> No.10998296

>>10988274
Wholesome post

>> No.10998304

>>10998271
dude how will you work around the social 'issues' of that time such as women's rights?

>> No.10998306

>>10997649
Define great. I'm probably in the top 5% of Americans in terms of writing ability but so are a lot of the people on this board.

>> No.10998311

>>10998304
I should say it is the technological plane of the 1890's, not the actual 1890's. The actual world is completely fictional, might as well be Middle Earth (it isn't though) so I'm not bound to the cultural and social mores of the time. That said I am sticking to a male dominated society because that is what people expect from that era and it is prevalent in most medieval fantasy. However I don't see the gender norms being as rigorously enforced because magic exists.

An average dude is stronger than an average woman and can oppress her all he likes, but an average dude doesn't have much hope against, say, a witch.

Also should I add non-humans.

I just have humans right now, contemplating adding orcs as the foot-soldiers of the enemy humans.

>> No.10998312

>>10998311
>Also should I add non-humans.

That's meant to be a question oops

>> No.10998431

>>10998306
how old are you?

>> No.10998433

>>10998431
Why?

>> No.10998441

>>10998433
why wouldn't I be curious, and why would it be bothersome to tell me?

>> No.10998448

>>10998441
>why

Because I figured you were building up to some "you're young and arrogant I bet you're actually a terrible writer" lecture.

I'm 27.

>> No.10998449

>>10998433
what are your favorite books?

>> No.10998454

>>10998448
oh cool, no I wasn't gonna say that, I think an 18 year old can potentially be a good writer, it is just harder for one to be truly great at that age.

>> No.10998455

>>10998449
Crime and Punishment

Tess of the d'Urbervilles

Post Captain

>> No.10998461

>>10998448
Want to help me edit my novel?

>> No.10998467

>>10998461
I will take a look. If it's decent I would considering editing for the broad strokes. I don't copy edit.

>> No.10998471

>>10998467
>>10998455
Yeah whatever would be cool, if you read and of it and get inspired to add your own thoughts I would be open to that too. What state do you live in? Wanna email me?

>> No.10998476

>>10998471
Send it to this throwaway email

dicrotethu@2anom.com

>> No.10998482

>>10998476
Alright, im going to sleep, good night. You live in US, east, west, north, south?

>> No.10998487

>>10998476
Saw your email, I can't reply from that host and I don't think it will let me see your email address. Can you end your email address to that email address in plaintext.

>>10998482

>> No.10998493

I like writinv poetry about my boyfriend. I always feel so stupid writing it, like some sort of wide eyed little girl. I write about our love, our future. And sometimes it feels silly but there are times when it makes me let my anger go, how could you write such beautiful things about someone and not let it go? Do any of you feel like this?

>> No.10998507

>tfw no ESL gf who writes poetry about me and our future together

>> No.10998515

>>10998507
>ESL
oof, you cut me deep there, anon.

>> No.10998558

People who are working full time, how do you actually manage your writing time/hours?

There were times I was too tired to write, and it will be really hard to get the writing momentum back on.

>> No.10998735

Do people seek out conflict because it gives them purpose?

>> No.10998782

>>10998735
it's true with some people, I used to have a girlfriend that is always looking something to arguing with or to get mad at or else she'll get bored.

and some of my friends are like that too.
some people are like that, they easily get bored and feel at lost, yet they haven't learn to dismantle that feeling without confrontation.

>> No.10998786

>>10983840
you're disgusting. I hope she divorces you

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>>10977949
tennis

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>>10977949
I've been suffering from the flu and have had diarrhea-expelling farts frequently. I am supposed to attend a yoga class today that my friend is teaching. He said he'd let me attend for free, there should probably be lots of QTs there. I hope that I don't have any diarrhea farts during the class, that would be mortifying.

>> No.10999125

I would much happier as an ignorant and isolated farmer with a farmer's wife and several children

>> No.10999179

>A Confession
I had spent more than 6 hours trying to write but fail. I need help. I had a writing spree 3 days ago, but the storm had passed and I don't know how to toughen up myself to back writing the first draft again.

>> No.10999269

the beautiful thing about writing and music is, you start with one small bit/s. One word, one sentence, one character, (or a few), one idea, one note, one phrase, one mood, one mode, and the rest is mystery, the rest is discovery, is adventurous and unknown process, drawing lines and shapes and forms outwards surprising yourself and hopefully others with what you can connect and find.

>> No.10999398

>>10993364
pure cringe every fucking time ;_;

>> No.10999585

Last night I had a dream where a white face looked at me from the outside through the window. I could barely see it but it was there. Woke up literally with shaking anxiety. Check heart-rate, the fucker's beating slow like nothing happened.

Sometimes I think I'm fucked up beyond repair.

>> No.10999590

>>10999125
nothing ignorant about farming all day minding your own business

>> No.10999671

>>10999125
I used to post on another chan and there was this German guy who owned a farm and he would post about how he was the only one tending to it after his father died and he was hooked on meth and that he collapsed a few times because of exhaustion and how he was going insane and he didnt have a gf and wouldnt have kids to leave the farm to and he felt bad because the farm had been owned by their family for centuries.

>> No.10999687

>>10999671
:(

>> No.10999702

>>10999671
I would have asked if I could live with him and help out, and try to download farmersonly. com

>> No.11000133

where and how does color exist, does the property of 'what we perceive as color' actually exist or does only EM radiation and the very complex system of eye/brain produce what we perceive as color? Making the only place what we think of as color existing in our head?

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>>10983840
yesterday the female colleague was working from home and left the shoes under the desk. her desk adjoins mine so when nobody was around i "accidentally" dropped something on the floor and while i was crawling around under the desk i picked up one of the shoes. she only wears them around the office so they look new-ish, but when i put my hand inside it i could feel the little indentations where her toes and heel go. i sniffed it, but i could only smell the shoe, not her (she doesn't wear strong perfume or anything). i licked the heel before i put it back.
in the evening my wife gave me a handjob and i came in about a minute while thinking about this. in return, i licked her pussy, and imagined it was the shoe.

>>10998786
go cry moralfag. this is 4chan.

>> No.11000586

>>10990191
She's got shit teeth bro

>> No.11000777

"I'm a zen-nexalite crypto-objectivist" replies my interlocutor. "How about you?"

I had no choice but to improvise. "I'm pro-recycling, and... anti-genocide?"

"No, you're nothing but a pseudo-kantian neoliberal mirage with meta-narcissistic tendencies."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes... you are."

>> No.11000800

>>11000777
choke me daddy

>> No.11001362

Do you ever have that experience of wanting to like a writer's work way more than you actually do like it? When you first hear about them and their work it sounds so perfect and inspiring to you, but then the actual feeling of reading the works is completely lifeless and unengaging. I have this problem with Rilke. Every time I hear about his poetry or prose it sounds like exactly the kind of thing I would love and, as a man, I find him really insightful and interesting. Yet when I actually read the works (in parallel translation) I just find him so dull and his imagery just washes over me - I feel like I don't care at all, and yet I still see why so many people love him. Can be quite frustrating.