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>he's read less than a thousand books
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fewer*
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/thread
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>>9849149
how embarrassed is OP right now?
Why don't you know how to speedread yet? I made it through harvard's 4 foot shelf in 2 weeks
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Because I learned how to read very quickly, naturally, over my whole life, through practise and therefore don't need to use crap shortcuts which sacrifice reading comprehension.
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>having my eyes look like this while i read
thank, but i'll stick to the old fashion method of actually looking at what you're reading
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>>9849096
what? both your eyes are moving forward at the same rate
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biggest meta redpill (not some pol BS) on reading books
it tells you why you are a faggot for reading /lit/ essential books, why there's no difference between reading on Kindle and on papyrus and last but not least it tells you why you don't like reading - you like to have read
my assessment is that 90% on /lit/ are the fags who do reading wrong and have completely wrong view about it
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>redpill
Back to /pol/. Go on, shoo.
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>>9849093
I agree that redpill is a /pol/ meme, but at the same time the redpill came from the 1999 film Matrix, not /pol/
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>>9849083
Stop saying 'redpill'.
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>anon, why did you fell for the analytical meme? My book isn't even that hard
How do you respond?
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>>9849050
Nazi drumpf supporter
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>>9849056
He did it so he could keep teaching philosophy to young german lads
Stop pretending that the nazis were the most brutal people in history, the united states alone is worst. And do not make me start with britbongs
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>>9849050
Wittgenstein is sort of like your analytical double with arguably more engagement than even you. Leave science alone. It's been really good.
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https://cdn.muckrock.com/foia_files/2017/07/27/17-696.pdf
So this is what the Michigan Department of Correction’s (MDOC) don't want you to read, some of the forbidden works:
>Advanced Dungeons & Dragons: Threat to the order and security of the institution; role play
>C++ for Dummies: Threat to the order/security of institution; provides instructions regarding computer programming
>Black Skin White Masks by Frantz Fanon: Advocates racial supremacy
>Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler: Threat to the order/security of the institution; Advocates racial supremacy
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>>9849043
>mEIN kAMPF
rEALLY MAKES YOU THINK
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>>9849043
What's their problem with programming?
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>>9849060
>Threat to the order/security of institution; provides instructions regarding computer programming
Anon why are you spending time here instead of reading books?
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>>9848943
Because I'm eating dinner. Once I've finished dinner and made myself a G&T with lime and rosemary, on the rocks, I will settle down with my book
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rosemary kek
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>>9848943
I am sick and tired of this. Every day I come to /lit/, and every day there is at least one thread up with an OP image of an attractive woman dressed scantily and posing seductively. It's probably the same one or two people who do it honestly. Let me tell you something, you faggot pieces of shit who are doing this: you are the poster child for everything that is wrong in literature, art, and society as a whole today. You are incapable of coming up with anything creative, thought provoking, or of substance, and you lack even the smallest modicum of intelligence, so you use "style" and "flash" and pizazz in place of it and to draw attention to yourself, because that's the only way your SHIT "creation" and ideas would ever get seen by anyone. And before you say anything, this has NOTHING to do with the fact that I don't have a girlfriend. Anyway, I will be petitioning the owner of this website to ban your asses, so enjoy being able to post here while it lasts, because it's not going to last long, just like you that one time you convinced an obese girl to let you fuck her.
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>"So. in the next century there will be no more books. It takes too long to read, when success comes from gaining time. What will be called a book will be a printed object whose "message" (its information content) and name and title will first have been broadcast by the media, a film, a newspaper interview, a television program, and a cassette recording. It will be an object from whose sales the publisher (who will also have produced the film, the interview, the program, etc.) will obtain a certain profit margin, because people will think that they must "have" it (and therefore buy it) so as not to be taken for idiots or to break (my goodness) the social bond! The book will be distributed at a premium, yielding a financial profit for the publisher and a symbolic one for the reader."
>"Philosophers have never had instituted addressees, which is nothing new. The reflection's destination is also an object of reflection. The last of last year's line has been around a long time. So has solitude. Still there is something new: the relation to time (I am tempted to write the "use of time") that reigns today in the "public space." Reflection is not thrust aside today because it is dangerous or up- setting, but simply because it is a waste of time. It is "good for nothing," it is not good for gaining time. For success is gaining time. A book, for example, is a success if its first printing is rapidly sold out. This finality is the finality of the economic genre. Philosophy has been able to publish its reflections under the guise of many genres (artistic, political, theological, scientific, anthropological), at the price, of course, of misunderstandings and grave wrongs, but still.... whereas economic calculation seems fatal to it.The differend does not bear upon the content of the reflection. It concerns (and tampers with) its ultimate presuppositions. Reflection requires that you watch out for occurrences, that you don't already know what's happening. It leaves open the question: Is it happening ? It tries to keep up with the now (a belabored word). In the economic genre, the rule is that what happens can happen only if it has already been paid back, and therefore has already happened. Exchange presupposes that the cession is canceled in advance by a counter-cession, the circulation of the book being canceled by its sales. And the sooner this is done, the better the book is."
Lyotard, The Differend, 1983
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So, 35 years later, 17 years into the new century, is Lyotard right? Do we still write books or are books too slow? The internet, e-readers, book reviews (even booktubers), and even this image board, seem to have the goal of 'gaining time'. Thus all of the "where do I start?", reading charts, "redpill me on X", "what am I in for?" threads. Today's most popular (though maybe not 'best') philosopher's all have some kind of social media or public platform, that outpaces their printed books.
It must have been so different, even just 50 years ago, where getting an opinion on a text was difficult, and you had little choice but to open the book and read it.
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>>9848928
apparently the 21st century is too fast for even this thread.
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>>9848929
>getting an opinion on a text was difficult
>you had litle choice but to open the book and read it
t. millennial who has never read a newspaper or a printed book review of any kind in their entire life
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>tfw don't have the initiative to actually do anything with my free time other than mindlessly browse the internet or wander around London, hoping a divine intervention causes me to stop thinking my youth was wasted (used to drive around my old city doing the same thing)
>tfw read books and go through programming tutorials but too lazy to go off the beaten path and do anything in the real world (write creatively, actually make something)
>tfw feel guilty 100 % of the time about not learning or doing a million different things a million different ways
>tfw all this time I know kids are getting rich on the internet, normies are having fun in real life
>tfw all advice and advertising feels like propaganda and advertising
When you get right to the core of things, I simply don't have the balls / will / (whatever you want to call it) to follow my own interests and intuitions.
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cool
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>>9848912
get a gf
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Just ask yourself if you were to die right now is this what you'd want to be doing.
If not then do something you'd want to be doing.
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Anyone with a guide to African philosophy. Trying to broaden my horizon.
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I am sick and tired of this. Every day I come to /lit/, and every day there is at least one thread up with an OP image of an attractive woman dressed scantily and posing seductively. It's probably the same one or two people who do it honestly. Let me tell you something, you faggot pieces of shit who are doing this: you are the poster child for everything that is wrong in literature, art, and society as a whole today. You are incapable of coming up with anything creative, thought provoking, or of substance, and you lack even the smallest modicum of intelligence, so you use "style" and "flash" and pizazz in place of it and to draw attention to yourself, because that's the only way your SHIT "creation" and ideas would ever get seen by anyone. And before you say anything, this has NOTHING to do with the fact that I don't have a girlfriend. Anyway, I will be petitioning the owner of this website to ban your asses, so enjoy being able to post here while it lasts, because it's not going to last long, just like you that one time you convinced an obese girl to let you fuck her.
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holy shit when i see a gorgeous black girl like that i get so aroused, want to fuck her, marry her, have a bunch of kids, fuck, white chicks and asians are hot but they just don't move me like that, was it the sneaky juifs who have tricked me into race mixing my aryan genes with african kweenz? well, shalom to (((u))) then mother fuckers
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Which forms of self-medication are the most beneficial and detrimental to the literary life?
I would say hashish and opium are patrician, whereas tobacco and alcohol are for the lowly.
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>>9848858
>opium
S P O O K E D
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None of them actually work, dumbass. Geniuses just have to ingest drugs in order to cope with their overactive minds, the drugs themselves don't actually cause the creativity.
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>>9848884
I never said that they would m8, that's why I used the phrase 'self-medication' and not 'summon genius'.
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~ I. SAEED ~
Mother’s ashes sealed into their surviving homemade jar, Amira Al-Almasi delivered her with God’s off the shores of Jericho. Alone seeking shelter wherever hope kindled faith, the smell of His destruction welled up within her, until she knew - beyond a doubt - that the Middle East would not become His final resting place. Not just the God whom she loved all her life but those too, who came from afar, and burned.
‘I never knew what I had gotten myself into,’ Amira thought. The stout woman of twenty-three years bit into her lambs’ wool glove. Shivers coursed through her thin arms as her teeth ground against the fabric, grimacing as sweat bled into her lips. On the count of three - clenching the glove’s fingers - she ripped it off
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Shaking off the prickled fabric’s sting, spitting into the sink, Amira’s eyes glanced at the termination letter protruding out of her purse like a scalpel’s edge. Letting one hand soak, she gripped the hem of the nurse uniform with a nervy pinch and wiped her forehead. ‘With dreams for peace in hand, I just played my part as a fool. I didn’t know that would happen, so what more could I have done?’
Amira had always smelled of ashes. All the times she washed was recorded on her flip phone, count crawling towards a thousand to be logged by winter’s first breath upon Washington. She washed more than even what the Quran commanded, yet she caught fear in their eyes every time; the fear death lingered not too far from her. She hunched fore but the push of a finger away from the mirror, wondering if Hell had forever sunk into her skin. She hated herself a little more every day, fragile glimpses reflecting nightmares, for fresh sprung hope was to rot in her isolation.
‘In the end, it was just me and You. My body is the only thing I’m sure of.’
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Her fingers curled to cup the tap water, fidgeting from the begotten pain in its wake. By the grace of whatever god valued her, she was thankful, for the numbing succor of the painkillers taking effect. Filled until the water spilled over her thumbs, she sluiced the sweat off; a freedom denied by the Levant’s desolate territories.
Her eyelashes flit across the wretches under her eyes, crimping the wrinkles on her forehead. Supped spit, and tap sprung from what she dared not speak, sprinkled the gnawing hunger clawing against its stomach-cage. The restless rumbling wrought her desire to devour her fellow nurse's frozen sausage, for so simple a wish to quash her vegan TV dinner’s tasteless pittances.
'There’s no home for me back in Gaza even if I could, even if I truly wanted to,' Amira cleaned her hands like mourning dove nuzzling her wounds under the bridge, feeling the myriad of hurt pressed under a cobblestone wall of painkillers. ‘Forgive me, but I never wanted to slave over all the rules.’
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The hospital bathroom sweltered; miserable, muggy, and submerged in mire morbid of all whatever violence transpired to spill upon it. Amira whimpered a curse at the broken fan for aggravating the quagmire. Thwacked its steel cage, it did, she trembled, sure of its descent to that of a hectic butcher’s knife. Four days in her stint, her trained ears could almost count the heavy, metronomic clang reverberating through her, jolting her into a shocked stasis.
Swallowing hard, upon that fan’s count to three, Amira heaved her weight up and over the sink. Like an outhouse in a grindhouse film set, force fed water-matted dust and matter bled into sink pipe cracks and bathroom's water-sheened crevices surrounding the toilet. A languid green hue swabbed the room, casting an abyss where even those with a scatological fascination of the macabre shuddered to think of. The light of the vanity fixture coughed flickers. Like a chain smoker tossing his fix’s remnants off his deathbed, scattered butts left in the corners around cast trails of smoke. Wood walls and porcelain yellowed, soaking the flavor of cigarettes into the fleeting traces of vomit that clung. Even when the lights coughed a bright flash, the darkness suffocated the kitsch showcase of early fifties America’s pride. Only the faded scent of lavender soap that freckled the sink breathed life into the room.
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Her eyes flashed everywhere, glutted with visions of their broken bodies rushed into the emergency room.
‘I can’t bear this anymore,’ Amira thought as her hands began to bleed flickers of phantasmal purple-blue flame. ‘I failed. I froze, I-I couldn’t do anything. It’s not my fault I wasn’t trained for it. Maybe...maybe we got the help. Maybe the folks from the Silverlight Group came in—’
The ventilation’s rickety whirr sputtered a constipated waft through the tunnel, spurring ghostly shivers to crawl up her skin. Coiling, curdling until spasms reeled her arms. Dropped against the sink, her breath convulsed as her chest hit. Hands, fuming with dark power, fastened their grip around the faucet. Into the bones, the metal snakehead depressed as she hung inches from the floor, expanding what strength her arms strained to muster. Feet flailing, skidding along the slickened tile, only whimpering curses in sotto voce accompanied the pouring water.
On the balls of her feet, Amira steadied herself before another loud skid ripped through the muggy air. With a throaty wheeze, her grip around the faucet tightened, teeth clenching as the paroxysm rippled from her hands up to her shoulders. A blackened tear dribbled softly off onto her hijab. Chiffon enriched with a deep wine color, it now bore another ugly stain.
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What is the word for when you purposefully bastardize a word?
For example: If my name is Alyssa, and but my account name is Alyzzuh. Alyzzuh would be a _______ of Alyssa.
Degradation? Degeneration? I can't remember it for the life of me.
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Americanisation. Like alyssa or or those other fantasy names with a y instead of an i
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>>9848799
Wrong-o bud-o.
Another example would be "Drumpf" when referring to President Donald J. Trump. It's a nickname, but it's a _____ of the name Trump
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>>9848833
Deconstruction?
This might be a self evident question but I feel like we sometimes even have to question the self evident.
Why is the exploration of human nature seemingly a condition for a work to be literature?
Is exploration of the human condition necessary for a novel to go from really compelling to extremely compelling? If so, why? If not, how come all of literature seemingly does it? Is it essential?or am I just confused and why
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A human is a self-learning mechanism. We spend a lot of our time trying to model the world around us.
The finish-line of conscious thought is understanding the true nature of reality and since reality is refracted through our senses understanding our senses is an integral part of fulfilling that task.
Most literary works are notable for faithfully capturing a certain mode of perceiving reality.
There are also some that are notable for directly tackling those questions.
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>>9848819
So you think it is necessary for a book to be extremely compelling for a human being? How come then that there are books that have many many fans extremely compelled by it but which are decidedly not literature, but they do have much more admirers(I'm sure you can name a few of them)?
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>>9848832
>much more admirers
than almost all literary works*
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Definitive /lit/ top 100. Why haven't you read everything on here yet?
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>>9848718
Fake chart. Fake news.
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>>9848721
go back to r/books
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>>9848729
Stop promoting a chart that isn't the result of actual voting procedures and fails to reflect /lit/.
/lit/ takes on /n/ in two and one-half hours. Beaten down by the insolent train-riders in extra time only three months prior, we have our chance to enact revenge on the grand stage. This is your spot to watch the king of sports. Come enjoy the match with the lads.
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Also here's pretty much all you need to know
https://pastebin.com/KTkq3NNS
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do we even have any chance of making out if the group?
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nah