/lit/ - Literature

Post the most beautiful passages of prose and poetry you know /lit/. Get aesthetic as fuck.

Rilke on Angels (not the translation I was looking for smh tbh fam):

>Early successes, Creation’s favourite ones,
>mountain-chains, ridges reddened by dawns
>of all origin – pollen of flowering godhead,
>junctions of light, corridors, stairs, thrones,
>spaces of being, shields of bliss, tempests
>of storm-filled, delighted feeling and, suddenly, >solitary
>mirrors: gathering their own out-streamed beauty
>back into their faces again.

OP:

I have struggled with the same thing for much of my life. I've always been awed by beauty around in me, in women, in music, art, nature, clear summer days, you name it.

Pic related is the kind of ethereal beauty I've always been haunted by. Not like I'm pining for blue chicks but I see how beautiful and photogenic some people are and feel hideous as a result.

I have also struggled with what I feel to be an ugliness on my part, both physical and sometimes mental. Rejection and feeling apart or somehow deficient from other people has made me a very angry person. I hate that this is so but I'm working on it.

It's a special kind of curse when you see beauty in everything around you except for yourself. And even worse when you don't really have any obvious talent to at least SHARE that beauty with someone else.

What can I tell you? All I know is this love of beauty (which I believe is a property of God, but you don't have to go down the spirituality route) is probably the only reason I'm alive. The world is too beautiful for me to hate or reject. I must live in it. I can't blow my brains out. I love it too much, even though I don't love myself.

the best thing I can tell you is: work out, eat clean, love, fill your mind with art, embody the beauty you love in everything you do. It's really all I can do. It's either that or kill myself. It is a kind of miracle that you still have the capacity to love the world even in the deepest loneliness.

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post the most fucking weird, out-there, idiosyncratic metaphysics/philosophical concepts/arguments ever

>inb4 the "we are god's way of killing himself" guy