/lit/ - Literature

>>18776261
Oh God, so it's not going to get better with age? I think I'll rope soon.

>>18686000
I just want to go back to this

>>18626088
>Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?

Today is one of those days that really make me want to commit sudoku. Nothing bad's happened, really.
>>18539514
>>18539535
Came here to whine about this too, friends. Why do we have to suffer? I just know that I'll get into trouble at work in the coming days as well, which will make the usual wagecuckery even more unbearable.

>have to start working at 7am tomorrow and will get off at 5pm, if I'm lucky
>It's gonna be like this until I'm ~70
How do I cope with this?

Redpoll me on the hedonism philosophy, /lit/. Is it truly evil?

>>17227563
I want to be like Socrates

I legit not only want to fuck but also marry the woman in that painting...what the fuck is wrong with me bros?...I'm so lonely...

>"He likes to cite the example of Legal Porno, which specializes in the ultra-hard genre - more triple and quadruple penetrations, more perversions, more submarine-sized dildos. “Previously, sex was normal. And now - the more we shove into the girl, the better. Actresses are given lidocaine and pills, they pay a lot of money, then they go to the hospital, cry in pain, and the audience demands more, ”explains Woodman. Of course, with a laugh he corrects himself, in what is happening there is also his responsibility - in vain that he was called the Pope of Rome? “When I look around, I realize that I'm indirectly to blame for the broken brains of women, and the broken brains of their boyfriends and thousands of other guys,” he says."

>"Woodman is outraged when young people or married couples with children recognize him on the streets and ask to take a selfie with him as a souvenir."

Are there any modern novels which deal with the subject of pornography, and how it has become "normal" in society / culture?

The only story I can think of is Between Here and the Yellow Sea by Nic Pizzolotta. I would like to read about the life of someone from either the US or from somewhere like Russia who gets into this sort of industry and why, and their life afterwards etc.

>"She thought she finally found her soulmate, and fell in love with them. but he had many walls built up that she she tried to reach across, and show how much she cared for him but he is damaged and has a dark perception of the world. He's got shady dark tendencies, associates and a past. She isn't fooled by his superficial shallow charm and knows he doesn't really show himself. After she gets to really knows him and tries to save him from himself, she realizes she will never really get through to him. He won't let her in. He doesn't know how to let his guard down, or can't really love her back. What she thought was inside of him really isn't there (but it's too late, she loves him more than anything). She looks at him and sees "nothing" because what she originally saw in him, doesn't really exist. "nothing" has become truth to her. But she gets so wrapped up in him, she forgets and she has to remind herself he can't give back. He probably even wants to, but something stops him from ever truly bringing anyone anything but pain...The "truth" she sees is also the depressing realization that she can't look to someone else to make her happy. He taught her this sad truth and as time goes on he shows her over and over thiis sometimes bruised, bloody, tear-stained reminder. To her friends and her own dismay, she still isn't able to give up on him. She makes a last ditch effort, pulling him from the gutter and risking so much but she doesn't normally open up to npeople, so she offers her heart to him, and welcomes his. TOTALLY vulnerable. He mocks her for it. Deep in his mind, he knows. He realizes how much she loves him, but it's too late and doesn't matter. His heart is too damaged and is too protected, but he smiles knowing what she has given him. She's a sort of comfort to him and the only person he's ever felt truly loved by... he never thought of himself as deserving of love. ..and she fades into him. she loves him so much he became everything to her. at first she looked to him as someone to make her happy, but ended up trying to be everything to make him happy... and she no longer could tell where his or her happiness began or ended. She begins to see the darkness in him, in herself. she is hurt and depressed and has lost hope. It's like looking in a mirror. After all is said and done, she thinks it is strange he never knew how much she really wanted their happy ending and how sincere she was. She wanted to be the one to make him happy and for him to be the one to make her happy. When she thinks of what could have been, it takes her breath away. In spite of the hurt he was causing her, the fights and all of it, she loved him for what he was. But he's too messed up and self-centered to appreciate it, or maybe just didn't feel the same way."

Are there any books which are critical of the libido?

Whenever I see some talented artist and find out they have fucked up their lives because of their libido I feel convinced that the libido is by its nature malevolent in some capacity. It demands so much, and its demands appear to become more sinister and debased the more attention is paid to it. I'm tempted to think that the more rational and pure side of our nature acknowledges that the libido is a sinister force, and that sex itself only contributes to the badness in the world, and yet its overwhelming control over the human psyche simply demands more sex, more procreation, and therefore more malevolence in the world.

>tfw raised with largely absent negligent alcoholic father
>tfw mother was a simpleton
>tfw family was degenerate so never got pointed in the right direction
>tfw only partially realised what it means to be a man when I was 24 which is too late for any real mental change
It pains me so much that I was never raised decently. I could have been so much more than I am now. I'm stuck with idiotic and degenerate inclinations for the rest or my life. Most of my brain has already be hardwired and I can feel it. I want to rip my brain out and stamp on it everytime I have a thought. Or I want to wipe out everything and start again.

Are there any books that can rip your mindset down and start again on a stronger foundation? From first principles? Any philosophical texts that tell me how to think and how to implement those thoughts? I'd be willing to surrender my mind to anything, as long as it works. ANYTHING. I just want EVERYTHING in my mind obliterated. I'm wrong about everything, so even this post probably makes no fucking sense. Fucking help me lads. Give me a book. Please.