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>>9656894
ASOIAF doesn't even talk about taxes at all wtf, I've been lied to.

>>9657995
They do though.

news flash, the genre’s called fantasy
It’s meant to be unrealistic, you myopic manatee

Kay.

>>9676700
He's correct. And I think we should use the teachings of Gramsci to facilitate a conservative revolution.

I'd be the first to put the gays into camps.

le peter hitchens


>"Addiction doesn't exist! You can't point to it in the human body!"
>"Eh, Peter, does grief exist?"
>"Yes, of course."
>"Point to it in the human body."
>"That's a false equivalence!"
>"Just admit you're playing with semantics, buddy."
>"The Liberal establishm-"

>"Man-made Climate change is a farce! It's not real!"
>"Peter, why do you think that?"
>"The climate has always gone through warming and colding periods, that's a fact!"
>"Peter, the previous changes in environment formed a natural equilibrium whereas our output is putting off balance this equilibrium and resulting in rapid shifts in the climate."
>"You simply, CANNOT, dO THAT!"

Long enough for all the people in the world except one family to become corrupt.

>>9675914
The dimensions are wildly off on all of those fucking animals, not to mention the ark. Why does that faggot artist think children aren't entitled to accurate depictions?

>>9676287
So a day?

>>9675513
My diary desu

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My nomination.

Sartre - Nausea

This sounds like ego death, try psychedelics

>>9675277
h boy, I know exactly what you mean, I think everyone gets these elusive moments. I love them, it feels so strange for the couple of seconds it takes your brain to catch up.

>>9674999
No, he's just a dog barking.

>>9675002
Please elaborate.

>>9675020
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kOEA54Sqgno

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>>9674600
I've heard that before.

It doesn't stand up to scrutiny, we are not significantly unlike those who preceded us. Someone had to invent or discover something in the first place for others to manipulate and reinterpret it, if it was possible then, and it by necessity must have been, then it is now as well.

>>9674600
But... that's the point! There is never an original idea! We are only a bunch of imitators showing our own perception of the Carpenter's chair.

>>9674600
This is a literature board full of kids

Of course I've bought products before you fucking retard. When am I going to buy them, in the future?

>>9674131
Yeah sure
So what's your reading position?

>>9674131
wow anon is very clever
good job boyo

who?

>>9673940
henry james muhfugga

>>9673942
Oh yeah, he's alright, but Herman Melville is better.

>>9673323

Non Chiederci La Parola

Non chiederci la parola che squadri da ogni lato
l'animo nostro informe, e a lettere di fuoco
lo dichiari e risplenda come un croco
perduto in mezzo a un polveroso prato.

Ah l'uomo che se ne va sicuro,
agli altri ed a se stesso amico,
e l'ombra sua non cura che la canicola
stampa sopra uno scalcinato muro!

Non domandarci la formula che mondi possa aprirti,
sì qualche storta sillaba e secca come un ramo.
Codesto solo oggi possiamo dirti,
ciò che non siamo, ciò che non vogliamo.

Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.

All night upon mine heart I felt her warm heart beat,
Night-long within mine arms in love and sleep she lay;
Surely the kisses of her bought red mouth were sweet;
But I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
When I awoke and found the dawn was grey:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.

I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng,
Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind,
But I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, all the time, because the dance was long:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.

I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,
But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,
Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine;
And I am desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, hungry for the lips of my desire:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.

My shoulders ache beneath my pack
(Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).
I march with feet that burn and smart
(Tread, Holy Feet, upon my heart).
Men shout at me who may not speak
(They scourged Thy back and smote Thy cheek).
I may not lift a hand to clear
My eyes of salty drops that sear.
(Then shall my fickle soul forget
Thy agony of Bloody Sweat?)
My rifle hand is stiff and numb
(From Thy pierced palm red rivers come).
Lord, Thou didst suffer more for me
Than all the hosts of land and sea.
So let me render back again
This millionth of Thy gift. Amen.

>>9672591
Go to /r9k/, ugly loser

>>9672596
so no?

>>9672591
If youre a man, this doesn't really matter. Use your excess time wisely youll be fine.

>>9672413
I dropped out years ago and never returned. I studied anthropology.

Philosophy with a minor in maths.

>>9672413
OP is not a faggot. Math is the real alpha male degree.

>books
>posts picture of a pamphlet

no

>>9670000
In theory, everything is possible.
But if you look at your average American voter... no.

What's wrong with this book that we need saving from? It's just an essay.

>>9668791
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGunRKWtWBs

>>9668791
this guy is fucking stupid

Nazbol is the ultimate meme ideology.

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>>9676314

Homer and Hesiod

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>>9676314

Homer and Hesiod would be helpful but probably aren't necessary.