/lit/ - Literature

>>20271226
Ralph Waldo Emerson's Transcendentalism was right about everything, specially metaphysics

This is compounded with Spinoza's Fundamental Substance of God, everything is made from one primordial physical aspect of being, and the big bang's creation of multiple chemical elements proves all physical things come from one common source.

The Demiurge is good, physical existence is a test of the soul's capacity of dignifying the physical world, which is vulgar and tends towards entropy, by resisting its worst elements and bringing into it the arcane, divine forms of evolution.

Souls are pieces of God

There are different types of souls with different levels of sophistication and they inhabit the bodies best suit for their level, with the most primitive and raw souls being creatures like jellyfish or fungi, and the most sophisticated becoming humans or intelligent animals.

There are many areas of reality truly unknowable for humans but easily reachable for animals such as the colors only shrimp see, the magnetism that ducks can perceive and the electric currents that hammerhead sharks can feel, and on top of that, our eyesight, hearing and sense of smell are much weaker than these of hawks or dogs, showing that there are greater dimensions of perception than we can ever reach.

This and many other factors show that humanity's only real advantage on the Earth is intelligence, and an ever expansive mind. Our bodies were put together just to be functional enough to discover and create things.

Evolution is a process controlled by a conscious "mind" and this is empirically verifiable by situations like fishes who live in pitch-black darkness eventually being born with no eyes, even though there is no advantage to either having or not having them, showing that the Universe itself is utilitarian as it gets.

The greatest invention of humanity was language, nothing will ever top it. The second greatest was mathematics.

An author should think like a philosopher and a scientist, but neither the science or the philosophy should be taken seriously, but instead used as the vessel to create great art.

People confuse being bewildered by information as processing it. This is why they seek psychedelic experiences, so that in an altered state of perception they will be overwhelmed with information. Understanding the complexity of something and being confused by it are very different things. Drugs are for fags too stupid to do philosophy.

Severo Covas
Frederico Invídia
Francisco Gralha
Alberto Bicança
Emanuel dos Cantos
João Trancas
João Jaques Rubro
Simone BelaVista
Estevão Reis
Ludovico Montaporcas
Henrique Davi Bramir
João Amado
Sigmundo da Graça
Adão Silva
Guilherme Jaime

Soren Kierkegaard
Friedrich Nietzsche
Franz Kafka
Albert Camus
Immanuel Kant
John Locke
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Simone de Beauvoir
Stephen King
Ludwig Wittgenstein
Henry David Thoreau
John Dewey
Sigmund Freud
Adam Smith
William James

>>19875804
Carlos Marques

>>19833199
>post Chud
>anon seethes about Chud
>thus revealing he must be a reactionary
>very unlikely to be an atheist
>revealing himself as weak bait
All according to the keikaku

>>19695574
It manages to have a very gripping concept and plot while delivering it in the singular most insufferable way any story could have been written. Its maximalist prose is neither inherently artistic in the sophisticated and lavish descriptions of the sensory world through labored language that is beauty of its own like Nabokov would do, neither is it philosophically allegorical and poetic, connecting the mundane to the abstract in clever way like Melville would. Instead, DFW's prose is this clinical, technical, soulless and arid thing, a mechanical and downright forensic analysis of a situation or object, loosing itself in these descriptions of some of the most inconsequential inanities of life like a plastic chair, or a radiator or a metal shelf, which are never of any importance, the prose is never attractive, the contents are always extremely superficial. Still on the topic of style, the insufferable end notes that could just as easily be included in the contents of the page itself given the book's meandering nature, which constantly force you to return to the back of the book to read something, surprise-surprise, very inconsequential and disposable.

And it uses all of this style to meander and meander and meander. Going nowhere, threading in circles, masturbating throwaway segments that appear and disappear as if saving something for later, over the course of more than 1000 pages that could be neatly trimmed down to 400 or so of actually pertinent content. And when it comes to actually telling the story it only touches on it lightly, from a distance, in some sporadic episodes that dare actually delve into what we came here to get to grips with, and it's extremely unsatisfying in these moments.

And on top of all that the characters are these weird, cartoony one-dimensional elements so inconsistent with the clinical tone. Their zany and over the top eccentricities contrasting with the style in the worst way if not for the inhuman, unnatural verbose style in which they speak.

It is long, it is written in a seemingly educated style, it touches on the themes of family and nation and addiction, therefore it must be the greatest thing in American Literature ever, but it is actually a painful, often insufferable ordeal.

>>19424445
Do NOT, disrespect my grandpa like that, baka.

>>18423488
Sorry Nietzsche bro, but it's just my will to power

>>17782788
Plato, Zeno, Nietzsche, Hegel, Schoppenhauer, Camus, Deleuze, Derrida, Kant, Descartes, Stirner, Rousseau, Focault, Kierkegaard, Evola, Guénon were a bunch of schizophrenics are not worth being read

Political Theory > History > Economy > Philosophy > Literary Fiction > Poetry > Genre Fiction

Ayn Rand, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Henry David Thoreau, Hume, Aristotle and Aquinas are the only philosophers that you really need

In fact Aristotle and Aquinas are the only two philosophers that you ultimately need, showing that this retarded endeavor was over before it started all the way back in Ancient Greece

Poetry is insufferable and extremely overrated, just over-hyped prose that sentimental smooth brains like to pretend has some value over prose despite being basically prose with some rhymes on it (and sometimes not even that), and more in the way of allegory and metaphors, which can be obtained in a well-written novel, like Nabokov's stuff

Despite being known as a meathead country America has produced much superior literature to the UK or any other singular European country, fiction and non-fiction included

As vessels for communicating political and philosophical ideas through allegory and metaphor, most novels, including the beloved classics of the western canon only truly transmit one or two ideas.

A novel that is only entertaining is shit, but a novel that is informative, enlightening and erudite, but still not entertaining (in any way, not only in the form of fun and amusement), is also shit.

Goethe's Faust and Pope's The Rape of the Lock are better than most epics

Most respected authors, specially novelists, are blatantly one-trick ponies

Short-stories are extremely overrated, and mostly preferred by pseuds and ADHD art hoes over novels

>>17722190
I read 181 books a year, and a total of 8 hours a day. I have read Infinite Jest, the Brothers Karamazov and In Search of Lost Time one after the other. I have gone through a period in my life in which I consumed hundreds of political theory, philosophy, economy and history book, turning myself into an irrefutable master of political and philosophical argumentation since I know everything about everything at this point, independent of ideology. I have read all the important novels from my country and other people's, the western canon is something I have mastered entirely out of entertainment in-between reading the most dense and informative works of non-fiction. How have I achieved all of this?

I'm unemployed.

About to read 90, enitre fucking 90 books on Paleoconservative theory and Traditionalist lit in order to produce the singular most potent philosophical-political novel of the last 100 years. You couldn't stretch and crack enough for one of these.