Does anyone get a warm feeling when they think about Hegel?
What do you think about the journey of consciousness through time?
/lit/posters fall into two categories. On one hand are those who take their wings and rise to beauty and wisdom - They who are in the formation behind the great commanders in heaven DFW and Socrates. They who drive their winged chariots first in the procession, looking after everything and putting all things in order. On the other hand are those who strain but are unable to rise. They trample and strike one another as each tries to get ahead of the others. The result is terribly noisy shitposting, very sweaty fedora tippers, and disorderly Nietzsche nihilists. Many spook chasers are crippled by the incompetence of their "describe x" writing, and many wings break much of their plumage. After so much trouble they all leave to /his/ without having seen reality, uninitiated into /lit/, and when they have gone they will depend on what they think is nourishment -- epic maymays.