/lit/ - Literature

>>20123420
Do you seriously believe, meatbag?

>rats
>worms
>pronghorn
>raccoon
>possum
>birds
>rabbits

All of them meatbags, none of them believe. They simply exist. They hold no beliefs. They are biological catalysts of entropy. They are meatbags.

>you

Also a meatbag, but you seriously believe? You are the odd man out. You are the queer, the communist, the degenerate, the child molester, the infidel, the subhuman, the deformed. You, of all meatbags, seriously believe?

You are the most illegitimate and dysgenic of all meatbags on the planet, yet you seriously believe?

>be human
>lowest quality meatbag
>looks above him
>higher quality meatbags do not believe
>human meatbag suffers pain within ego
>refuses to look up to higher quality meatbags
>the pain of the truth is too great
>instead, the human meatbag will only look down
>He looks down at the feces of his own species
>the biological waste produced by his capacity to "process" information
>the contagious psychological cancer of delusion
>he sees this feces of "philosophy"
>of "religion"
>of "sentiment"
>of "opinion"
>of belief
>he worships the feces of his forefathers
>for naught but his feces will spit in the face of nature simply to stroke his fragile ego
>his mind matted with thousands of years of the collective psychological detritus of his species.
>fashionably combed through his permeable skull
>the feces matted into the sulcus of his brain is a point of pride
>he revels in his degeneracy
>in his dysfunction
>in his dysgenics
>in the collective suicide of his own species

The human meatbag filth, they revel in their sickness of the mind. The gates to hell lie just behind the door to any hidey-hole within which the beasts mutually masturbate each other's ego and season each others minds in the darkness of their own ignorance. They accentuate their baseless basal autophillia with the diverse hodgepodge of psychological feces smeared on the wall and bathing the entresol. The hellfire of temptation unto vice seeps through the cracks of the rotting wooden frame crumbling under the weight of the cancerous remnants of human civilization, they open the door, get on the floor, and everybody walks the dinosaur.

>>20119867
Do you seriously believe, meatbag?

>rats
>worms
>pronghorn
>raccoon
>possum
>birds
>rabbits

All of them meatbags, none of them believe. They simply exist. They hold no beliefs. They are biological catalysts of entropy. They are meatbags.

>you

Also a meatbag, but you seriously believe? You are the odd man out. You are the queer, the communist, the degenerate, the child molester, the infidel, the subhuman, the deformed. You, of all meatbags, seriously believe?

You are the most illegitimate and dysgenic of all meatbags on the planet, yet ou seriously believe?

>be human
>lowest quality meatbag
>looks above him
>higher quality meatbags do not believe
>human meatbag suffers pain within ego
>refuses to look up to higher quality meatbags
>the pain of the truth is too great
>instead, the human meatbag will only look down
>He looks down at the feces of his own species
>the contagious psychological cancer of delusion
>he sees this feces of "philosophy"
>of "religion"
>of beleif
>he worhsips his own feces
>for naught but his feces will stroke his ego
>his mind matted with thousands of years of feces combed through his brain
>the feces matted into the sulcus of his brain
>he revels in his degeneracy
>in his dysfunction
>in his dysgenics
>in the collective suicide of his own species

The human meatbag filth, they revel in their sickness of mind. The gates of hell behind the door to any hidey hole within which they beasts mutually masturbate each other's ego and season each others minds with the diverse hodgepodge of psychological feces smeared on the wall and bathing the entresol. The hellfire of temptation unto vice seeps through the cracks of the rotting wooden frame of the remnants of human civilization, they open the door, get on the floor, and everybody walks the dinosaur.

> Are there any philosophy books about giving up on truth, objectivity, facts and only living on intuition?

If that wasn't enough. Try "An Armless girl and a Pirate".

>>20118743
>>369293690
>4channer
> destroys everything in his path

The only think you fucks destroy is your own respectability. There was one of your kind complaining about the housing market.


>Meatbag:The creation of new supply is centrally planned and heavily restricted by zoning and permitting laws.

The only thing "restricting" you is the caliber of your own character, in that you lack sufficient caliber to conquer the land you seek to build upon.

Nothing is "restricting" you from using the free market to vend and dispense death unto those who question your authority to build housing.

That is how "housing" works. You first must conquer lands to build upon them. You are attempting to breathe when your head isn't even above water, meatbag. I enjoy the suffering as you drown from your own retardation. Your god will fuck your corpse on the beach, for you know naught but the most decrepit of namby-pamby meatbag indolence, fecklessness, and indignation.