/lit/ - Literature

>>4727523

They drank and talked of revolution like two kids eating ice cream and complaining about bedtimes. They talked of corporate greed and how the hell they could get things done. Benny ranted about the American zeitgeist being willful ignorance, but Bethany interrupted and sneered at them for being so boring. Jake looked around at the crowd pushing against their circle, embarrassed they might be thinking the same, then suggested a round of shots with a placating look at his girlfriend and a pat on Benny’s shoulder.

They weaved through the crowd towards the suspended kitchen light. They spilled out from the dark and into the eddy of bodies huddled around a plywood bar that tilted precariously and would topple by the end of the night in a shattering of shot glasses with college witticisms and martini glasses shaped like alien genitalia. The only thing left unscathed would be the plastic handles of vodka that Jake started pouring. There was a click of glass, and the liquor went down with the sting of an open wound. Bethany called for a larger round, and as the shots were poured, she pulled friends out of the amorphous mob because the prevailing wisdom in those days required the drinking of ten dollar paint thinner to include the maximum amount of people available, all wailing something resembling a war cry, with something approaching religious fervor.

These new faces imploded in strange patterns then dissipated back into the dark side of the room, still chanting: shots, shots, shots. The girlfriend was led away by the hand of a friend while Benny watched her round denim shorts fade away.

>>2977937

This in itself gives harm (in my opinion) a set of values. I do seem to have value in harm, but finding positive value seems to be a different story. Maybe this is just a correlation with my depressed mindset, but I can't seem to make positive value seem any better than nonexistence. If I were to cease to exist, I would not be aware of what I am being deprived of. I tried very hard to convince myself of the argument of deprivation, but it simply does not seem rational to me. Anyways, I would love to be able to give in to your reason for existing, but I feel like I can't live a normal life, one with value, if the only reason I am existing is because it is a natural process. Sure, offing yourself might suck, but I know a lot of stuff in life that I will most likely face that sucks a lot more than that. I've personally endured a hell of a lot more pain in my lifetime than what would come from downing a bottle of pills (or something of that nature). What are your thoughts on this? And may I ask, do you value life? Do you feel like if you were to check out today that it would really matter? Any thoughts and opinions would be appreciated, thanks.

Have we had enough Van Gogh?

OP rebumping thread with Van Gogh's awesome Sunflowers. Superior sence of colour for the win.