/lit/ - Literature

Since this board won't STFU about him.

>>18328340
>the whole goal of America is to be as goofy as humanly possible

>and my goofs and gags

>and my public appearances

Let’s start this for fun one more time, just as a social experiment. I’m never going to look at this thread, so you better be quick. I am a respected Pynchon scholar. If you feel a deep connection with Thomas Pynchon, come to 25 Highland Avenue, Eastchester NY 10709. Thomas Pynchon himself will give you kundalini shaktipat.

>>15814218
David Icke was just claiming that he’s a son of the Infinite Creator manifesting as this universe and like, so is everyone else, man, except for women and non-binary people, who are daughters and non-binary children of the Lord. So just, like, chill, man, maybe smoke a few blunts and drop a few tabs of acid and listen to good musicians like Fela Kuti, The Doors, Sublime, Phish, and Frank Zappa. Don’t let The Man get to you, my sexy and intelligent female readers, and my slightly less sexy and intelligent male readers, and every other freak.

The Man — oh man, this is so fucked up man, you might cry — he’s got offices in all of our heads, and He’s just telling us all what to do. He’s telling us to be normal and get a job and everything. Thomas Pynchon, oh man, listen to this dude, he talks about it in Gravity’s Rainbow. Man, that guy, he talks about foo fighters that some fighter pilots saw around Germany in WW2, too, in Gravity’s Rainbow. Thomas Pynchon, oh man, me and him meet in our dreams sometimes and smoke dream dope together sometimes. That motherfucker got access to some great Moroccan and Lebanese dream hash, oh boy oh boy oh boy.

Don’t let the Man cut your nuts off, my manly male readers. And he’s looking at some of your ovaries hungrily, too, my lovely lady readers.

> It's been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation. And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home. A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home -- only the millions of last moments . . . nothing more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments.

> I mean what they and their hired psychiatrists call delusional systems. Needless to say, ‘delusions’ are always officially defined. We do not have to worry about questions of real or unreal. They only talk out of expediency. It’s the system that matters. How the data arrange themselves inside it. Some are consistent, others fall apart.

> The Man has a branch office in each of our brains, his corporate emblem is a white albatross, each local rep has a cover known as the Ego, and their mission in this world is Bad Shit. We do know what's going on, and we let it go on. As long as we can see them, stare at them, those massively moneyed, once in a while. As long as they allow us a glimpse, however rarely. We need that. And they know it - how often, under what conditions...

Major Marvy sucks NIGGERS!

I'm not sure why, but this man excels at it.