/lit/ - Literature

Based and darwinpilled.

A postmodernist garden is a garden of new lifeforms. You're utterly lost. None of your instruments work. Your current botanical knowledge is worthless. You must restart from the stratch to appreciate the alien garden.

Philosophy is so masturbatory to the point of onanism, so that philosophy actually sow seeds and create productivity down the line.

Beauty is how willing you are to fuck it.

The plants won the Game. We've lost to the most base and absurd forms of carbon based automata. And, they're mocking us with their monstrous vagina like blossoms which we've unwittingly capitalized into our society.