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tl;dr: do you guys ever take walks

>>7463464
well do you?

>>7463454
>increasingly predictable and monotonous experience of everyday life in advanced capitalism

As opposed to?

the book is called life

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>>7463291
Stop this meme right there

>>7463243
She's so cute I want to stuff my fingers and thumb into her cooze and o-ring and carry her around like a bowling ball.

Don Quijote in some ways

>>7461758
maybe you relate to his autism but quixote is a flat character, which is why he's supposed to be funny

Gonna be an absolute faggot here and say either Will Graham or Hannibal Lecter

>>7461554
Because afaik no works written by him (or even his followers) actually survive.

Must admit, though, assuming Mencius isn't just making shit up the 'would not pluck a hair to save the world' thing is stone cold.

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>>7461554
be narcissistic without being egotistic

>One hundred years is the limit of a long life. Not one in a thousand ever attains it. Suppose there is one such person. Infancy and feeble old age take almost half of his time. Rest during sleep at night and what is wasted during the waking hours in the daytime take almost half of that. Pain and sickness, sorrow and suffering, death (of relatives) and worry and fear take almost half of the rest. In the ten and some years that is left, I reckon, there is not one moment in which we can be happy, at ease without worry. This being the case, what is life for? What pleasure is there? For beauty and abundance, that is all. For music and sex, that is all. But the desire for beauty and abundance cannot always be satisfied, and music and sex cannot always be enjoyed. Besides, we are prohibited by punishment and exhorted by rewards, pushed by fame and checked by law. We busily strive for the empty praise which is only temporary, and seek extra glory that would come after death. Being alone oursselves, we pay great care to what our ears hear and what our eyes see, and are much concerned with what is right or wrong for our bodies and minds. Thus we lose the great happiness of the present and cannot give ourselves free rein for a single moment. What is the difference between that and many chains and double prisons? (7, tr. Chan 1963:310)

>>7459697
meditate

>>7459697
Grow up in a creatively supportive environment.

smoke weed

>reads meme shit
>calls others laughable
laughable

>I agree on Kafka on the Shore, definitely a book I am going to need to read one or two more times to get. Still a great a book though.
I've never been on this site and don't think I plan on ever going on it again

>>7459270
>willingly comes into a thread he doesn't want to be part of

>ad hominem

laughable

>>7459122
There's nothing wrong with white-out.

>>7459184
If you ain't white, you ain't right.

>>7459122
It's challenging. First draft has potential, but it isn't done yet.

If you're planning on going through Plato then I'd definitely advise you to read the Pre-Socratics. He uses and refers to their ideas quite a bit.


If you're new to philosophy in general then I'd recommend The Story of Philosophy - Bryan Maggee.

Read the Iliad and Odyssey as well, they're not philosophical treatises, but they're referenced often. Try Fitzgerald or Lattimore.

I'm doing the same thing, following the /lit/ flowchart: >>7451366

From what I've gathered you really should start at the top, with some basic mythology and then the Iliad and Odyssey, followed by The First Philosophers - it helps out a tonne in understanding Platon and Aristotle.

>>7451429
Read the Tragedies as well, especially for Aristotle's Poetics

What was your favorite part, OP? Mine was when Harrogate poisoned the bats.

>>7451116
Damn, there are so many. I loved that I could never guess what the hell was going to happen next. That part was great though. All the Harrogate parts made me laugh out loud. Mine is probably when Suttree just packs up and lives out in the wild after the event with the mussels family

>>7451140

That part shit me to be honest. What fucked me up was the part where Harrogate was going to prison and catching flashes of himself in the windows of the bus.

cont.
It all started on October 31st, Halloween, All Hallows Eve, Lucifer’s birthday, whatever you want to call it. This eventful day that should be celebrated with mysterious witchcraft and candy was instead the day where my life changed for the worst. However, in that space of time it felt as though I was going to live the life that I had always envisioned myself in. Damn, I was so wrong. Anyways, I’ll get on with it. I remember clearly the small children with white, painted faces filling the walkways, running from door to door, their bags continuously enlarging with sugars with each travel. The ring of children’s voices occupied the air, the harmonious tones of multiple “trick or treats” coming from their eager mouths. Pale skulls, thin cobwebs and maliciously carved pumpkins were seen in front of each and every home, inviting the lonely ghosts and ghouls that roam the world into the warm homes of millions. This was my absolute favourite day of all three hundred and sixty five, but now I can say it’s my most hated. I dread this day from the day she broke me in half because the only thing that crosses my mind is her name. That really drives me crazy. So. Fucking. Crazy. Anyways, where was I… ah her, yes her.

The first time I saw her was on the bright streets of New York, sitting calmly on a park bench. Her beautifully constructed face was the first thing I was drawn to, as though it was moulded specifically by the hand of a God. That definite structure of her cheekbones, nose, brow bone, jaw, everything… it just mesmerised me. The next thing my sight was dragged to was under her chin. She wore a black, bellowing dress, tightened perfectly at her slender waist which highlighted her slender figure that I worshipped. Her thin arms were rested on her lap as her bare, frail legs crossed each other. Her dark hair just brushed against her pointed collar bones, while her straight cut bangs just covered her eyebrows. Below those eyebrows were her solemn hypnotic. I will forever remember those piercing, sapphire eyes. Those eyes that saw right through me and even further. Her pale, snow-kissed skin contrasted against her defiant makeup. A brilliant vermillion smeared on her sweet, plump lips accompanied with smoky eyeshadow. Just her appearance was truly one of her weapons.

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Very good anon, story needs more structure, and you need to more describe the internal and external landscape of the protagonist. Solid 7/10.

man you are one pussy-whipped faggot

>>7465298
>It doesn't matter what timeframe
not true. the "timeframe," as you so inelegantly put it, matters a great deal. indeed, it all depends on just where you begin. that is to say, with whom you begin.

>>7465308
all the major ones

>>7465298
>tfw no trebuchet
I did not even know I wanted this

>>Describes every man as a horny gay guy

>projecting off the charts

>>7465173
I wish, man. I don't care if the protagonist is gay or not, but for fucks sake.

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>>7465170
>>Describes every man as a horny gay guy

that's just male friendship, admiration and bonding, nothing gay about that.

>>Every other chapter stops to talk about some useless nonsense

Those useless chapters usually have some sort of philosophical nugget in them or practical info that helps the story out later on.

Finish it. The ending is amazing and redeems much of the "boring" parts.

I recently got into a heated argument because I mentioned that people thought it would be cool if Idris Elba played James Bond. His argument was "It was written in the past and it's about an english gentleman! He should be white!" when I pointed out that doesn't necessarily mean anything, especially now, he just kept repeating that "it was written at that time". His girlfriend intervened, so we stopped arguing, but I wonder what he would have said if I had pointed out that James Bond has always been a modern character and his new films take place now.

It's stupid. Unless the ethnicity directly effects the plot, then there's no reason. (Although I do think that people should be the right ethnicity in biographies.)

>Why do people get triggered by black people playing white parts in Shakespearean plays?
Because its only ever blacks. If theatres/studios ever actually cared about positive racial representation they'd include actors of all races and not just the stereotypical black man replacing a white man and the asian women replacing the white women? I'm probably biased in being an asian male, but it does offend me when we are essentially ignored in 99% of all media. In my opinion, including black actors in theatre/film is just fetishization of the stereotypes of african american culture especially when you consider just how disproportionate the actual statistics are. Why can't an asian man play hamlet? Othello? Prospero?

>>7464996
maybe there aren't any asian male actors? I don't think studios have a limitless supply of actors that can play a particular role and still be good at it, especially in theatre.
Theatre people aren't racist.

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>>7464535
>Imagine

>exertion of will is inherently virtuous and therefore desirable

Oh, you poor guy. It must be hard being you.

>>7464535
I do not think I have felt actual ambition in my life. To me I am just a thing that happens. My friend is deeply saddened by this, she considers me talented. She is somewhat talented herself, albeit not terribly, but moreso ambitious. I think we compliment each other. She envies me for my potential, I envy her for her will.

But wait, how in the name of fuck is this literature?

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"Heard you been askin' 'bout the Black Man stranger. You won’t get anything outta' the folks around here. Dumb, superstitious lot they are. Meet me at the fire pit in the centre of town in a few. The sun’s gone down so we can talk alone. Oh, and don’t bother showing without some fucking whisky. I've had enough of the shit-water that passes for drink in this crap-heap.

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>>7464155
#cringe zone

>>7464163
why? Does the imagination of others make you uncomfortable?