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>> No.14986717 [View]
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>800 page essay due in 2 weeks
help me bros

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CAPITALISM PARASITIZES THE VIRTUALITY OF STIMULUS AND RESPONSE: animals tend to prioritize the registration of abstract cues like a certain size, shape, color, etc. when engaged in some evolutionary pathway, like a mother bird taking care of her eggs: put an Easter egg into the nest, and the rest of her chicks will starve: I'm saying that this “virtual” dimension of consciousness, its abstract and specifically “interior” regard of itself and environment in real-time, is what is exploited by supernormal regimes of stimuli, by the accentuation/hyperbolization of evolutionary “tokens” like size, color, etc. The narcotic power of exaggerated cues – the libidinal curves of an automobile, the dazzling redness of a lollipop – is impossible without being alive and aware, is impossible without /their immediacy/, their Zizekian “noncoincidence of form and content”: sensibility contrasted with the groundlessness of its appearing: this is the essence of all art and beauty: naked intake metastasizing into fractals of affect, Pythagorean cosmoi or the Dyonisian black-blood-grit of the monstrous sublime (the perfect ratio of mini-skirt length, knee-highs, and exposed skin): through the machine, the auto-eroticism of the One becomes the auto-eroticism of its particulars: BUT EMPATHY IS ANTI-DARWINIAN: compassion for the weak subverts natural, pre-anthropocene telos: far from the spiritualists and mystics clinging to faded idols, it is Nietzsche, Schopenhauer, Bataille … and their fascination with the “icy, savage” inhuman frontiers outside the Logos, that are on their way out: Christianity is anti-Darwinian precisely in the sense that it believes a deaf-mute nature can be disappointed by a lack of love: precisely in the sense that it inscribes its cry on the Cross of matter into the inner life of God: Zizek remains a Christian at heart despite his atheism exactly in this way that he sees the coincidence of Love between Creator and created as, instead, a coincidence of lack: the desolation of Kether redoubled into the onanism of cry and response, Zizekian ideology formally the gesture of identification with /the gesture of identification/: in a sense Christianity is both the most debased weakness and the highest peak, because the true Christian is one who has already overcome the ontological itch of identity, his Darwinian complex: the devil is senescent demonism, the jaded(ness) of the Son, his hatred of the Carousel: we find the bodies that find us.

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I had one of the most horrifying dreams of my life a few months ago. I was part of a large group of very good friends, none of them were anyone I've ever seen before in real life, but I somehow knew we were all life long friends. I don't remember all the details but I was alone with three of them and for some petty reason I can't remember, I drowned them in a pool. They were expected somewhere else pretty soon so I knew people would be looking for them right away and quickly figure out who did it once they were found. I still did it anyway, then went and mingled with the other friends and waited for everything to unfold, anticipating when they'd realize it was me. When I woke up I was so relieved that it was a dream I cried.

It was this feeling of being completely alien and inhuman. Just destroying these people you care for and then waiting for everyone else you care about to find out, you cross a line where you completely separate yourself from humanity. I had completely forgotten about it until this thread and typing it out has given me a headache. What the hell is wrong with me?

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>>11569012
i don't know what's right or wrong or who's got the correct idea, whether or not it's compatible with God, etc

>>11569032
transhumanism also scares the shit outta me senpai, and transgender is the tip of the iceberg in regards to transhumanism. babby-tier compared to what could be.

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>>11544228
>i'm not even real.

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>>11534332
>there’s a Hannah-Arendt Straße in Berlin
>it borders the holocaust memorial
>which is a mere block away from where the New Reich Chancellery was

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Any novels that deal with piercing dread and loneliness?

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