/lit/ - Literature

I am an old friend of Mr. Garnder who in recent years kept tabs on him through a business colleague (The Associate) who regularly spoke with Mr. Gardner. I have it on good authority that the man formerly known as Frank "F." Garnder is no longer who he appears to be.

At some point Mr. Gardner was introduced to Buddhism and other eastern philosophies, possibly discreetly, by the Associate. Though I've known Mr. Gardner has had a long and healthy interest in eastern culture, particularly Japanese animation, this was a much more thorough discourse. What began as a dive into philosophy slowly spiraled out of control into something more sinister.

During this period the Associate educated Mr. Garnder on the concept of the demiurge (a sort of master-warden to the Earth in service of God. An entity not necessarily benevolent). I believe from the accounts I received on the matter that this is where Mr. Gardner's descent into madness began. Possibly with malicious intent from the Associate as they were the one to egg on his research in this direction.

A third party became involved (Though yet unnamed, the Associate claims they are "represented by a black sheep." Details are vague) This black sheep seems to have absorbed the tutelage responsibilities from the Associate though perhaps not formally. At any rate, the path Mr. Gardner was on at this point became acutely foul though obscured to Mr. Garnder who was by now fully committed to understanding the demiurge.

It was September of this year I spoke last with Mr. Gardner. I suggested he take a pause in his studies but to put it frankly he was unhinged. Worst yet was he left for a tour of Nepal, something I had originally encouraged months prior though I deeply regret now. He was supposed to give a series of lectures during his trip but it appears those may have been a cover (the Associate was supposed to attend but had to cancel shortly before Mr. Gardner's arrival. Neither have provided an account of the visit.) Instead of a scholarly vacation, it is my belief that this is where the incident occured.

The incident in question is where my old friend died. The man who returned from Asia is not Mr. Garnder. From what I have gathered through the Associate (He later rescinded this account and thus our correspondence has since halted) while in Nepal Mr. Gardner made "communion" with an entity he was misled into believing to be the demigure of our world. Though I have always been an enthusiast of the supernatural I have just as adamantly remained a skeptic. That was until I was told of Ambrose.

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>>21639110
nail on the head

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always was

>>21405949
>tortured artist meme
It is less the predicament of the neurasthenic, decadent, morose, maudlin, romantic idealist chasing aesthetic perfection than being engulfed by the presences of rubes and Mammon worshiping chattel one's efforts are wasted on. It is the difference between a Carvaggio and a Virginia Woolf. It's the solitary confinement of being surrounded by shades in daylight.

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Most material simply has no literary merit, or merit of any kind in general worth expending any amount of one's finite resource of TIME, being naval gazing existential GARBAGE. And this has to due with the presumption of facility in the craft of composition having the negative skill floor of being hardwired in at birth with language, and the lack of discretion and discernment half-learnedness provides -- now more than ever, in a sea of para-humanity ciphers of ciphers of the late born and morally insane.