Who are some good East Asian philosophers these days?
>east asian philosophers
>"chingu chong risten to elders, fight for emperor-san, randomry decide what to do today based on I Ching divinationu"
don't waste your time
>>8089998
racist and erroneous
>>8090007
Nah its pretty accurate
Hi /lit//, i need some help.
I've started to read more frequently a few months ago, but i don't know many good books.
Can you guys list to me a "starter pack", or just a good book, please?
Thank you, and sorry, english is not my first language (but i can read a book).
>>8089959
You need to read the best book.
I prefer this
>>8089959
Read the sticky(the first thread on the board) there are a few links for starting out
The cover of Walden which features Henry's sister's illustration.
or these:
ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51qXBG5ZW1L.jpg
covers.booktopia.com.au/big/9780099140016/demons.jpg
>>8089923
Never knew hitch was so edgy.
>>8089993
i'm failing to see why it is edgy
I'm at pic related. Trips decides what I buy.
Bolaño's 2666
Actually fuck it, dubs decides
a nook so you can stop going there
Ate there any worthwhile books that take place in this city?
>>8089873
Revelations.
>>8089904
I don't get it
>>8089904
It's not plural you bum
I can't read this book because English is not my first language.
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ever since the beats, poetry has either been black people (poorly) imitating Langston hughes and maya angelou, women writing about feminism in a "quirky" and "ironic" way, or white people pumping their work full of lazy references to other writers.
pretty sure I sound snobbish here, but I haven't found anything good except for the remaining beats and new York school poets, and their days are numbered (Lawrence ferlinghetti is fucking 98). are there any young poets (millennials, 30s, 40s) who are as good as, say, John Ashbury?
>>8089475
Дaшeвcкий.
>>8089475
Neil Hilborn is pretty decent, but I'm not sure if it's what you're looking for.
>>8089475
I really like Mexican modern poets. But you really need to choose who you read. Most of these people don't write for a living so they do it because they really feel it.
What´s a good book to get started with Meditation/Yoga/Buddhism? Went so a book store some days ago and it´s hard to tell what´s actually good.
The Dahmapada (I don't really know how to spell it)
>>8089441
what the buddha taught by walpola rahula
>>8089441
yoga sutra of pantanjali, and "passage meditation" from eknath easwaran
You enter in your room and see these gentlemen.
What do you do?
*fart*
>>8089305
call the police
Slowly back away then turn 360 degrees and sprint as fuck as I can then turn around and around the block, take a left, when I see the dentist then I know to take that road then I enter my house and order a pizza, go down stairs and come on 4chan.leg and write about my near death experience and how I saw these gay men.
If you wanna change the world, why do you study English literature or the humanities/liberal arts and not economics?
Since your great thinkers agree it's all about the way that is organized. Well... Why not study that?
>>8089081
>If you wanna change the world
who said that
>>8089081
Eh, I study economics, and, with the exception of finance, it's the same as humanities: useful fables with zero predicting power.
>If you wanna change the world
If there is one thing I've learned it is that is a fool's errand.
What are some books about people who are disconnected from humanity/have dissociative tendencies?
It doesnt necessarily have to be the main point of the book
>>8088999
osamu dazai pops into mind, and most of modern japanese lit
>>8088999
The Recognitions
>>8088999
some that pop into the head:
the outsider, by colin wilson
a fan's notes, by frederick exley
lolita, by vladimir nabokov
stuff by fernando pessoa
stuff by charles bukowski
you might benefit from narrowing your question, i feel like most interesting and ecstatic books deal with alienation from other people. check out "a fan's notes" though.
So in all honesty, what does /lit/ think of this guy?
>>8088853
>>8088853
Same as we thought yesterday, last week, last month, last year. I wonder if it'll change overnight?
>>8088853
He's a hack.
This is the first and only Murakami novel I've read so far and I want to understand it better. I think I understand the general theme of personal quest and the search for oneself and their place in life, but there are a few things I'm confused about;
>Who/what were they and what purpose did Johnny Walker/Colonel Sanders serve? Were they just there to make sure the characters did what they were supposed to?
>What exactly happened to Nakata on that field trip to make him able to talk to cats and have half a shadow?
>Was the forest near Oshima's cabin a kind of metaphor for the sensation of loss and misdirection that Kafka was feeling? What did that little village with the young Saeki represent? A longing to relive the old days?
>What did the two WW2 soldiers represent?
>Was the boy named Crow some sort of alter ego of Kafka? The kind of person he wanted to be?
>Why did Nakata believe he killed Johnny Walker only to find it was Kafka's father? Why did he see someone different?
>>8088830
I don't think there are canon answers to these questions, fampai. You'll have to form your own or rely on someone else's thoughts.
I recall reading some Murakami Q&A where he literally said it took a lot of inspiration out of dreams, so don't expect it to make a whole lot of sense in some aspects.
Some of my shitty conclusions:I think Nakata's spirit/whatever was divided into two when he and the other students went through the mass fainting, losing half his shadow and most of his intelligence. I have no idea why he became able to talk to cats though.The other half of his was passed onto Kafka (somehow) and became the Crow, which would explain why Nakata and Kafka were drawn towards one another and why the latter "felt" his father get killed by the former. I think its thanks to being one and a half person that Kafka was in top condition both mentally and physically.The librarian lady (i forgot her name) is indeed Kafka's mother and the oedipal prophecy his father threw at him ended up being right. One of the cats Nakata talks to mentions he met someone similar to him (talking about his shadow) some time before meeting him and i think it was Kafka's mother. We don't know if she has half a shadow like him but no one ever takes note of it. We DO know that she was also incomplete after coming back from the hidden village.
I may be saying a lot of shit wrong, its been 3 years since i read it.
Murakami is the worst kind of writer
he tricks you into thinking he might be doing something 'important', but unlike the postmodernists he emulates he never engages anything real, it is a bunch of wankery with a head completely in the clouds
Is 'getting old' when you give up your dreams for comfort?
When you start to feel your grandiose dreams slip and fade in favor of comfort?
Or is that maturity?
or death?
all of the above
My only dream has been that of comfort. Was I born mature?
>>8088782
You were born a bitch
I posted >>8082860 on here yesterday and got some really good feedback. So I've completely rewritten it, and would like to know /lit/'s opinion of the edit.
I was born asleep, and frankly, I wish I’d never woken up. Life, however, is not some benevolent genie waiting to grant your every wish, so as I grew older and witnessed the verminous truth of the world: the irascible nature of man, the dimming of genuinity’s light, the disgustingly palpable lusting for innocence, my reverie faded. My disdain for the simple act of being began when I was young. Mother and Father hated each other. At home they screamed, they threw things, they put holes in the walls, and as those grew, so did the holes in me. Though, out in public, they put on a putrid façade to maintain their grandiose appearances, as if the only reason they stayed together wasn’t the shit-stained-diaper-wearing-at-the-age-of-six brat that was me.
>>8088222
still trash shit bird
I was born asleep. As I grew older I saw the world, the dimming light, the lust for innocence. Mom and Dad hated each other. At home they screamed, they threw things, they put holes in the walls. Out in public, though, they maintained appearances.
>>8088427
Me again. It's not enough to save it but the real take-away is work on tightening it up. If a metaphor or image isn't air-tight don't waste the reader's time on it.