ITT: In one sentence post the overall theme you would wish for mankind to take away from your writing if you ever became a renown author.
Homicide as aesthetic: Profound, powerful, beautiful, immense, impressive, enviable, expressive, individualistic, competetive, assertive, rebelilous, punk, brutal, insensitive, drastic, offensive, desirable, perfect, monstrous, scary, evil, threatening, illegal, unapologetic, unforgivable, unacceptable, monstrous, insane, psychopathic, edgy, antisocial, unconventional, unique, fashionable, sacreligious, reprehensible, inhuman, unsympathetic, violent, excessive, saturated, sudden, uncontrollable, chaotic, tempestic, arbitrary, random, undeserved, unforgivable, terrible, disgusting.
Who the fuck would know without writing?
Writing is as much a process that explores and matures ideas as it is one that expresses them. Someone who can't express their ideas well has not formed them fully.
"Right is not right; so is not so. If right were really right it would differ so clearly from not right that there would be no need for argument. If so were really so, it would differ so clearly from not so that there would be no need for argument."
Beta males are the tortured wheels of human history and culture
It's not going to be some beta uprising power fantasy
But a raw and gripping tale of how weak males are used to grind the tracks of society
We suffer for all
We die for all
True freedom comes from finding humor in your own suffering.
people are terrifying self deceiving control freaks. we're all cannibals
I will appear to have innocence, but I am not innocent. I will appear to be faltering, but I have no fault.
I will tempt the foe with the appearence of nothingness and the last thing he will do before he closes his eyes, is understand, I was not nothing.
meh I just wrote a random quote, I wouldn't think of myself ever becoming an author of renown. nobody reads REAL books anymore. /lit/ is a fine example of literature becoming all but authentic expression
imo it is lost in the attempts of it, mimicking, 'profoundness'. i will be one of those bitter people that in every age regardless of the actual productivity of that age says 'we truly live in the dark times of the human thought'
i just hope others will make my statement false
eat when you're hungry;sleep when you're tired.
As a society we must consciously choose the way that we evolve, instead of competing with each other and grinding each other into the dust, to be strong, yes - but to help the weak to become strong too.
Is that your quote for your book? Because it suits you to a T.
sometimes people write stuff because it sounds nice
The thought of living in a prison of my own perceptions, that there is something there that I can call it "transcendental" and one, and only one, what is, I don't know, is living there, watching everything and, if possible, even interfering in the natural course of our lifes; this thought, this thinking, makes me conclude that there is some freedom after death.
Why the fuck does this have to be one sentence long
I don't have any specific themes or motifs in particular, I just want people to be comforted by my prose style and I want the words to play off one another gracefully.
I want people to be completely and totally engulfed in the atmosphere I present and I want people to truly envision the image I paint and I want them to stop rushing through and appreciate the image
I want the work to be fluent and not painful to read like Joyce, I want people to be genuinely interested.
That which has died in the Heart - that is, the living emotion that undergoes a sea-change in the poetic sensibility into the insensate coral of the Word - inevitably rises, having converged with the murky and oceanic sensibilities of the whole Tradition, and becomes a richer and stranger gift to the salt beach of the day-to-day than anything in the land-realm could provide.
Unorigional theme coming in
I would want to get embarrassingly in depth into some fucked up character's mind, always hinting at a higher power's comforting light trying to break through to the character but he either doesn't accept or doesn't notice it.
Im not sure how this would be done but Dostoyevsky is the most similar to what Im trying to say
The only way to the top is through pain and sacrifice
And it's worth it
There are no complete truths, only what we choose to accept that which is the most convenient.
Mostly the artistic ideal of the epiphany, where a moment in time symbolizes a greater conflict.
A line from ulysses: "any object, intensely regarded, may be seen as a portal to the incorruptible eons of the gods." Don't know if that's the exact quote, because it's from memory.
I think in a way the idea that mundane things are incredibly significant or even holy has it's place in the modern world, where we are being constantly bombarded with an overwhelming amount of information.
Discovering that while things may not be perfect, bettering yourself can better your environment and generally not giving up is the absolute least you should do.
Not the most original of ideas but it certainly would've helped my younger self and I'm certain many others.
Nothing wrong with trying to make the world a better place for yourself and, after that, others.
>In the event of an emergency, please put your own mask on first before helping others around you
Freedom of speech is more important than your "right" to not be offended or confront opinions you don't like.
Not important that it's attributed to me.
Je suis Charlie!
The only meaning that we can find in life is achieved through sacrificing what is dearest to us
let's give that guy lots of our money
rich pleb>poor patrician.
In blatant terms:
None of this makes any fucking sense; art, life, death, emotion -- all wide-scale cultural memes that the entire world subscribes to.
So basically the bottom of the barrel of existentialism.
"individuals as systemic elements defined by relationships of power within a complex strategical situation ; sexuality as the example of a platform on which relationships of power operate ; family as the example of society and relationships of power on a micro-level ; you either have the power or you dont but it expresses itself in a way far more complex than most people can possibly imagine"
"rape is bad"
once somebody made a shitpost that highly resonated with me and it described what i want to do better than i ever could "sex used to be nothing more than sweating alone in a dark room about God and hell and things the priest said BUT NOW LOOK AT US - jerking off freely on the road side, feeding our lovers lengths of rope… angry depraved nonsense. we need more fear and shame, that’s what i think"
its too hard to do it in a sentence cause i cant structure my thoughts well
The concept of "true love" or "true friendship" itself is romanticized and every single person is more than capable of acts of betrayal, but one should accept this and make the best out of it by bettering oneself and influencing others instead of making it worse by devolving into misanthropy.
okay bathroom stall wall
okay stoic emo kid
okay anime master of secret society
okay final fantasy porn slave
okay non-sentence writer
okay misinterpreter of shit
okay declarative deliberator.
okay comma forgetter.
okay but what if we die between now and tomorrow dumb-man question mark
People don't change. You can try to change, and you can pretend to be the person you wanted to change into, and in effect you will be no different than if you had changed, except that it will require constant unceasing effort on your behalf to maintain your pretensions, and the slightest lapse will send you sliding immediately back to who you were before. Someone who is "naturally" that person maintains their behaviour without effort - someone who changes into that person will never do anything more than pretend, and the pretension will be constant and demanding.
It's why anti-suicide activists kill themselves out of the blue 30 years after they "beat" it. They never beat it. It was hounding them for the entire time, and all they ever did was pretend. It's why fat people who lose weight get fat again. It's why criminals reoffend despite their best intentions. Plus, you have so little control over your upbringing that you have practically zero input into what your "natural" state is going to be. You might as well be born that way for all you can change it. In this sense, some people are simply born to be miserable. Some people are born broken and they will never be mended.
This is why the "utopian" ideologies fail. People will never be more than who they were born to be.
Soon we'll start engineering better people though.
I actually really like this and can relate. It's interesting to observe and actually not that depressing when you think about it. You were created a certain way and that is the original state you always will be. Embrace it
Nah. People are constantly changing. It's just your brain fucking with you, being the little greedy shit it is, it's trying to make you mathematically calculate your life so you can derive some solid result from it. And whether you win or lose, the result will be a lot more secure than not knowing. Because that's what's really scaring you; or would you not be an evil man, provided you couldn't be a good one, so long as you weren't a nobody? You would always choose hell and heaven existing, so long as you knew there was something after death. And you would choose to suffer, and not be happy, provided "you" still existed.
The truth is that you don't know. Someone who's trying to abstain could last a couple days, some months, a few years, the rest of his life, or he could get rolled over by a car the next morning. That they managed to abstain for the rest of their life, or couldn't, or didn't even begin, it doesn't matter; neither is evidence for what will happen in all cases.
Someone who killed themself after 30 years... From your own point of view how can you say it wasn't in his nature to commit suicide 30 years later? How do you know it wasn't their "struggle" that really pushed them, that they wouldn't have committed suicide if they had not tried to fight it, or if they had tried once and failed? How can you say they "lost", if they survived 30 years? Why should it be deppressing that they did, or their nature at fault? Who's to say they wouldn't have suffered more, had they lived? Do you feel the same about cancer patients, for example?
All this jibber-jabber about real and fake is so petty, if you ask me. People are capable of living through so many things, losing their memory, their family, their bodies, their country, their home, and so on, and they do this all the time. Don't fool yourself, you are dying; we all are. Whatever praises or moral high ground you get will not give you the time lost back, because they are all imagined. It does not make it "all worth it". Get your mind out of your ass. Stop measuring yourself, then feeling elated when you turn out better than others, or sad when you wish you were as others, like somehow the measuring hadn't happened and that was reality. Forget reality. Forget whatever idea you have of yourself. Forget about degrees. Look at death in the face every morning. If you want something out of your life, if you really want it out, take it out completely.
You won't be saved. You won't win. So long as you live it won't end. No buts.
it's a tossup between two sentences.
Sometimes sand gets locked in your head and you make it into a human pearl.
I've been waiting for so long for you to say those words to me in the hollow of my, our, your mind, what sense is ownership in a business built for no one, in a system where no one leads, one must only act to save the dick.
Left alone in absolute, mankind would dwindle into a shadow of what could be -- praying and begging for the righteous, fulfilled life; abandoned for the short, bestial, solitary life; a life filled with hate.
>okay misinterpreter of shit
>types "okay sjw" without understanding what a sjw is
You realize sjw fight for political correctness over freedom of speech at their worst?
God, can we make a general /r/books thread since apparently they won't fucking leave?
Fantastic reply anon. I understand what you mean. Especially the bit about giving up the desire to measure oneself against the world. Also I like what you said about facing death and proceeding from there.
Have you read The Denial of Death by Ernest Becker?
Have you got any literature recommendations for the points up have propounded?
I'm ashamed to say I can't recommend much because I'm not a very avid reader, and often do with whatever bits of information flow my way; however I can tell you Taoism though in particular has influenced me (I'm also >>7604538), and these days I've found myself coming back to the Tao Te Ching and what little has survived of Yang Zhu in the Liezi (more on that in a bit).
As for Becker's book, I haven't read it, but reading a summary, I can see why you brought it up and say that I've had similar understandings; people not only reproduce biologically, but also ideologically, and artificial selection (if you would) is just as in play as natural selection. Just think of all the rewriting a book goes through, for example, it's simply a process of selection by which the author attempts to make their ideas better received (i.e. reproduced more, both in physical and mental copies). All this is of course the logical conclusion of biological reproduction, to generate something that will survive it. However, I'm not it's the case that we are denying death; rather, it might be that death exists so life can propagate, but I'm getting long winded and I'm about to try to be a prophet.
Back to recommendations, Yang Zhu's Garden of Pleasure was posted here on /lit/ a while back, and it's been ringing true with me these days and it's short enough that can be reread easily: http://sacred-texts.com/tao/ycgp/index.htmhttp://sacred-texts.com/tao/ycgp/index.htm
From the first chapter:
>THE VANITY OF FAME
>YANG CHU, when travelling in Lu, put up at Meng Sun Yang's.
>Meng asked him: "A man can never be more than a man; why do people still trouble themselves about fame?"
>Yang Chu answered: "If they do so their object is to become rich."
>Meng: "But when they have become rich, why do they not stop?"
>Yang Chu said: "They aim at getting honours."
>Meng: "Why then do they not stop when they have got them?"
>Yang Chu: "On account of their death."
>Meng: "But what can they desire still after their death?"
>Yang Chu: "They think of their posterity."
>Meng: "How can their fame be available to their posterity?"
>Yang Chu: "For fame's sake they endure all kinds of bodily hardship and mental pain. They dispose of their glory for the benefit of their clan, and even their fellow-citizens profit by it. How much more so do their descendants! Howbeit it becomes those desirous of real fame to be disinterested, and disisterestedness means poverty; and likewise they must be unostentatious, and this is equivalent to humble condition."
>How then can fame be disregarded, and how can fame come of itself?
>The ignorant, while seeking to maintain fame, sacrifice reality. By doing so they will have to regret that nothing can rescue them from danger and death, and not only learn to know the difference between ease and pleasure and sorrow and grief.
In would like people to be more aware of exactly what the rapid progress in media technology using the internet as a distribution platform will do to society; people need to understand that it will lead to a complete breakdown of physical interaction and real conversation, especially at the point where virtual reality is perfected, and people also need to realise the short-term affects of instant a gratification media on (particularly) children, and the developmental and psychological problems this will cause for the younger generations.
It is probably my projection that you mean live well, or something.
That is wrong, being alone kills you, and a man unable to die and still always alone would be a horror story.
You can't emancipate a man from his hindbrain
I don't mean live well at all.
There's no reason for life, there's no reason to achieve or elevate. Since the beginning of time, every existing being has sought only to produce a legacy to outlast himself because it is daunting to have wasted existence on one lifetime. Life is meaningless other than to exist. It's why everything procreates. God was created as the ultimate because he is and always will be. God is the human ambition, the foreverthing. If man would not die, if he knew of his eternal existence, there would be no strive, there would be nothing. It's completely unattainable but it's the ultimate state of being.
Disclaimer: I'm so drunk but I'm trying to explain myself
Life can be beautiful, yes, but very often it is horrible, pathetic, and brief, so please, please, please, just be good to one another.