/lit/ - Literature

>>19804339
>>19804339
Guy played my way fine save babel at the lie bray day trade time ways lime says find crime pays high ways nahm sayin nah ma stay buy cases laid by waste wait lest I taste weight waists fine bae faces till I came made prime bracelets sight waves side ways dime chasing aged wine non mistakin psy basics fade laden grime paces taste maketh I'm based and grades aced by divine statements racing made by patience gain stations okayed by nice placements

Impressively cultivated sustainment of suave and savvy mind

>>19802870
Anyone? Where are those smart guys from yesterday ?

>>19804252
No really who was starno?

a scherinsheiner and spoilcurate, unconcerned in the mystery but
under the inflounce of the milldieuw and butt of
KATE (Miss Rachel Lea Varian, she tells forkings for baschfel-
lors, under purdah of card palmer teaput tosspot Madam d'Elta,
during the pawses), kook-and-dishdrudge, whitch believes wan-
thingthats, whouse be the churchyard or whorts up the aasgaars,
the show must go on.
Time: the pressant.
With futurist onehorse balletbattle pictures and the Pageant
of Past History worked up with animal variations amid ever-
glaning mangrovemazes and beorbtracktors by Messrs Thud and
Blunder. Shadows by the film folk, masses by the good people.
Promptings by Elanio Vitale. Longshots, upcloses, outblacks and
stagetolets by Hexenschuss, Coachmaher, Incubone and Rock-
narrag. Creations tastefully designed by Madame Berthe Dela-
mode. Dances arranged by Harley Quinn and Coollimbeina.
Jests, jokes, jigs and jorums for the Wake lent from the properties
of the late cemented Mr T. M. Finnegan R.I.C. Lipmasks and
hairwigs by Ouida Nooikke. Limes and Floods by Crooker and
Toll. Kopay pibe by Kappa Pedersen. Hoed Pine hat with
twentyfour ventholes by Morgen. Bosse and stringbag from
Heteroditheroe's and All Ladies' presents. Tree taken for grafted.
Rock rent. Phenecian blends and Sourdanian doofpoosts by
Shauvesourishe and Wohntbedarft. The oakmulberryeke with
silktrick twomesh from Shop-Sowry, seedsmanchap. Grabstone
beg from General Orders Mailed. The crack (that's Cork!) by
a smoker from the gods. The interjection (Buckley!) by the fire-

ment in the pit. Accidental music providentially arranged by
L'Archet and Laccorde. Melodiotiosities in purefusion by the
score. To start with in the beginning, we need hirtly bemark,
a community prayer, everyone for himself, and to conclude
with as an exodus, we think it well to add, a chorale in canon,
good for us all for us all us all all. Songs betune the acts by
the ambiamphions of Annapolis, Joan MockComic, male so-
prano, and Jean Souslevin, bass noble, respectively: O, Mester
Sogermon, ef thes es whot ye deux, then I'm not surpleased ye
want that bottle of Sauvequipeu and Oh Off Nunch Der Rasche
Ver Lasse Mitsch Nitscht. Till the summit scenes of climbacks
castastrophear, The Bearded Mountain (Polymop Barethe-
rootsch), and The River Romps to Nursery (Maidykins in Undi-
form). The whole thugogmagog, including the portions under-
stood to be oddmitted as the results of the respective titulars
neglecting to produce themselves, to be wound up for an after-
enactment by a Magnificent Transformation Scene showing the
Radium Wedding of Neid and Moorning and the Dawn of
Peace, Pure, Perfect and Perpetual, Waking the Weary of the
World.

Literally who?

>>19804203
If you're going to be a pussy about it you don't deserve any pussy, pussy

>>19804133
Ok how's this?

What are you doing friday? Tell me your favorite restaurant, (I'll make reservations), I'll pick you up and then after dinner we can go back to my place and get romantic ( or, fuck)


Instead of the asking:. Want me to pick you up

Declaring, I will pick you up.

Obvious error on my part, hopefully that is all you saw lacking on the message sire

>>19803568
Didn't read your answer yet but will, just wanna get your thoughts on this before I forget:

I is interesting that the concept, justice, is so the main point (though he also goes into the good and all)

Wouldn't one suppose he was so concerned with the city, because it is rare for a man to completely solitarily live, that nessecarily there is a strong relation to the individual and the group?

He found he could not only theorize on the nature of an individuals soul without considering the nature of the organization of city that individual belongs to. As you mention everyone cannot only be a philosopher, and the farmer needs the guardian and the guardian needs the farmer.

So it seems almost unavoidable for Plato if he were interested in the nature of individuals souls to not nessecarily be interested in the nature of the society of souls.

Which leads him to grapple with the methods, the grounds on which to satisfactorily determine what type of society would be best (for who, for how many) to live in. And to prove on an each member of society basis what would be best for an individual (in any society?), In the best possible society.

The best possible society one would think would emptyly a priori tautologically be proclaimed to be the most just, most good society.

Plato had to define most just and most good, and work backwards filling in all the blanks, while considering the needs of different roles of people to fundamentally make, society, and peopleness function.
And function; best. And what are the methods of determining that best.

Of course our low hero was a self valeter by choice of need so
up he got up whatever is meant by a stourbridge clay kitchen-
ette and lithargogalenu fowlhouse for the sake of akes (the
umpple does not fall very far from the dumpertree) which the
moromelodious jigsmith, in defiance of the Uncontrollable Birth
Preservativation (Game and Poultry) Act, playing lallaryrook
cookerynook, by the dodginess of his lentern, brooled and cocked
and potched in an athanor, whites and yolks and yilks and whotes
to the frulling fredonnance of Mas blanca que la blanca hermana
and Amarilla, muy bien, with cinnamon and locusts and wild bees-
wax and liquorice and Carrageen moss and blaster of Barry's and
Asther's mess and Huster's micture and Yellownan's embrocation
and Pinkingtone's patty and stardust and sinner's tears, acuredent
to Sharadan's Art of Panning, chanting, for all regale to the like
of the legs he left behind with Litty fun Letty fan Leven, his
cantraps of fermented words, abracadabra calubra culorum, (his
oewfs à la Madame Gabrielle de l'Eglise, his avgs à la Mistress
B. de B. Meinfelde, his eiers Usquadmala à la pomme de ciel,
his uoves, oves and uves à la Sulphate de Soude, his ochiuri
sowtay sowmmonay a la Monseigneur, his soufflosion of oogs
with somekat on toyast à la Mère Puard, his Poggadovies alla
Fenella, his Frideggs à la Tricarême) in what was meant for a
closet (Ah ho! If only he had listened better to the four masters
that infanted him Father Mathew and Le Père Noble and Pastor
Lucas and Padre Aguilar — not forgetting Layteacher Baudwin!
Ah ho!) His costive Satan's antimonian manganese limolitmious
185 UP
nature never needed such an alcove so, when Robber and Mum-
sell, the pulpic dictators, on the nudgment of their legal advisers,
Messrs Codex and Podex, and under his own benefiction of their
pastor Father Flammeus Falconer, boycotted him of all mutton-
suet candles and romeruled stationery for any purpose, he winged
away on a wildgoup's chase across the kathartic ocean and made
synthetic ink and sensitive paper for his own end out of his wit's
waste. You ask, in Sam Hill, how? Let manner and matter of this
for these our sporting times be cloaked up in the language of
blushfed porporates that an Anglican ordinal, not reading his
own rude dunsky tunga, may ever behold the brand of scarlet
on the brow of her of Babylon and feel not the pink one in his
own damned cheek.

>>19803178
>I think Im making a huge mistake by not doing anything until I attain the unshakeable sense of true self.

What is it you would plan to do once you achieved this?

>>19803147
>poo tickly
Poo tickly is: referring to sticking a finger up the anus, as well as the word: Poli tically

>>19803071
Thanks for this informative and thought provoking post good sir.

>>19802371
>O mind you poo tickly. Sall I
>puhim in momou. Mummum. Funny spot to have a fingey! I'm

Uhh, what did he mean by this

>>19802271
Just kidding don't use this on going to this is now my name