/lit/ - Literature

>>9255622

From the apartment upstairs came the muffled cadence of language. Other people lived here too. Not in this apartment, but here, in this sleek high-rise - wall to wall, floor to ceiling. Solitude has never been more gregarious.

>>9179088

Shrikant because honesty. Alexander is a white night and probably tries to hide how badly he wants to berry his dick in that pussy, King Arthur style.

Western schools of thought are so constrained and constipated-feeling, though. Try Eastern philosophy, or a more introspective, spiritual approach to find what you need. Knowing the self will lead you to the same finish line that practicing any religion would, and without all the bullshit. Religion doesn't fill any void you may be feeling and leads to dogmatic thinking and cognitive dissonance (especially with Abrahamic faiths). Plus religion has very little to do with where you are spiritually. Aka, even an atheist can be quite spiritual.

>>9039292
Is this guy taking the piss? Why did he put so much effort in to take the piss?

>>9039306
Oh I read it wrong, sorry :/

>>9039306
No, I feel blinding rage and occasionally slight contentment when eating food.

>>9038790
You have a mental disorder with delusions of grandeur, it's a symptom not the problem you fucker. Do you think if you weren't so numb/sad feeling you would think this way, i'm telling you right now if you felt happy life would make alot more sense and you wouldn't need to analyze things so much and realise how absurd everything is. It's the emotion that causes the thoughts sometimes, not vice versa

How many of you are Highschool English teachers? How are you going?

go outside

>>8957747
it amazes me you take a chinese animoo posting board seriously

>26
>hate most brit lit
>The Disaster Artist. Good

>>8899274

SKU is awesome

dumping

>>8897122

rending of garments

>>8811661
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>>8811787

do you people know anything about languages formally? I'm not trying to deride you, i'm genuinely wondering.

i think the real answer to >>8811661 's original question of basically "does meter limit the information delivery capability of language" is that different languages encode meaning differently into syllables, depending of course on how the notion of "syllable" is used in whichever language's phonology and morphology (compare english to mandarin, for example).

When >>8811738 talks about "monosyllabic" and "polysyllabic", he's really talking about analytic and synthetic trending languages, respectively. And thus, although it is true that "you can say, on average, the same thing in english and french with fewer syllables" than some other languages, this irrelevant to those languages' delivery of information.

>>8772855

nigger they're russian not norwegian.

it's from a story I wrote a while ago, I just ripped a paragraph I felt wasn't as bad as the rest.

>>8746000
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>>8746000

excerpt

Pyot! Come quickly! A boy cried, near the edge of the village. Pyot, a child, his friend, quickly ran from where had been chopping wood. His friend, called Vali, pointed. Into the woods. Vali's face was contorted, eyes wide and mouth aghast. He was rigid, completely still. A dog sat at the edge of the mist. Its fur was long and shaggy and its eyes were completely red. It did not pant, or breathe, or move, simply watched Pyot and Valis, now both frozen, from what they could not say. The dog got up and padded towards them, holding their gaze. It stopped just before Pyot. Are you afriad? it asked. Do you feel pain? What is your name? The boys could not respond. A man shouted, and the dog turned and walked towards the mist's edge, showing no haste as the man charged towards them, swinging a hatchet. Pyot, are you alright? Come, quickly. He grabbed the young boy, leaving Valis on his own. He stared endlessly at the mist. He was an orphan, his friend Pyot. He walked slowly towards the mist, towards the two red eyes that peered out, just visible beneath the thick grey curtain. An old lady, gently rocking in her chair, caught a glimpse of Valis' red scarf as he dissapeared into the fog. From his chamber, high within the steeple of his church, the Priest also watched Valis leave, and he could only mutter under his breath. He began to pray, solemnly, eyes screwed tightly shut. He could feel them, the creatures just beyond the mist.

>>8772584
:( anon why tho

>>8772549
You sound like a fairly pleasant, if somewhat dismal person.

Warwick University, Philosophy w/ Japanese

Sartre, some legal theory and some cognitive psychology nonsense.

He's a fucking retard.

>>8624672
>Persephone

that publisher specializes in ancient chick lits, right? lol

>>8616303
it clearly says "orval"

gtfo pleb

>>8616270

would you mind elaborating on this?

was raised fundamentalist christian, now am atheist/deist and relativist. but i haven't ever seen a convincing critique of relativism (i've looked).