/lit/ - Literature

>>23400107
If it would happened, if it would happened, my life would be completely different if I had sex with the woman I find attractive.

Just being able to have sex with girls you find attractive must be fucking amazing, I don't understand how normies can feel any kind of sadness when they can go to a party, find a pretty girl and flirt successfully to eventually get in bed with her for one night and move on to do the same next friday. I swear if I had sex I'd instantly drop all of my suicidal thoughts, right there on the spot after releasing my load.

What is the fundamental difference between Socrates and Plato?

So who counterargued "Cogito Ergo Sum" again?

>>22066563
>>22066628
It does not work because /lit/ is lonelier and more spiteful than /r9k/

Everyone thinks death is important. I'm not like that at all. I'm rather bored because I think too much about suicide. Death is like a friend who is too arrogant but keeps in touch with me. Well, I don't have any friends and this is just an image in my mind.

I can trade 7 days of a life full of love and happiness for death of my life.
Think about it.
Day full of joy, exuberance, vitality, and happiness, shared by your dreamgirl.
Start with morning, earnest conversation at the local hipster cafe.
Perusing on noontime at city museums and parks.
Catching artsy film at the indie cinema.
Spending a few hours walking on the city enjoying night view.
Last minutes with passionate kiss at the outside nobody watches at the cold silent midnight with your dreamgirl.
No need sex. Seeing her smile, just directly looking her eyes and feel how my inner butterfly moves, observing her thought flow out and in with my mind when we share conversations, and melting my body caused by her abrupt hug. Enough. I've done.

Someone treats me like I have a meaning. I see her the most important being in the world. I'm just a pile of atoms with a disgusting smell. But at least she does not see me that way. I can see her eyes with myself reflected, and that reflected self says you got your meaning you always wanted. And that is enough. Done, I refuse any progress at all.

What books say death is not so important? Who are philosophers and novelists who say that death is not very important, and say some people in the world will value death and life as same as frozen spaghetti in a fridge?

>>21063772
Against this, K. imagines that N. wanted to set up his own conspiracy, with the return/vicious circle as its main idea, to take power of the earth.
Strictly speaking, it would not be a lasting regime of power, as it would return to a chaos of intensive flux, with the new masters of the earth as (Bataillean) self-expending sovereigns. Still, in the meantime, this would imply a movement of passing through the simulacra of science and art and using it for the ends of a small elite of singular individuals; passing through the institutions and the economy. N. spoke of a planetary movement of levelling (which ought to be pushed even farther, the "accelerationist" quote referred to by Deleuze&Guattari), that would create a huge European/global base of mediocre consoomer-slaves, but would also clearly present the group that doesn't coincide with this (distance, selection), who may stand upon, rule, and shape this formless base. K.'s point, however, is that this is not the existing elite ("false masters"), of political and economic leaders - rather a more eccentric type. (Compare this also to "The Philosopher Villain" in Sade My Neighbor.) However, how viable is this? To infiltrate institutions and take hold of economic management, one cannot remain simply an artist, for example. For the rest of the book, N. sinks more into his madness (a state of "euphoria"), where the importance lies more with mythological figures like Dionysus and his love for Cosima Wagner. Thereby, K. says, N. abandons the plans of a political conspiracy. However, he implies that a parody of that conspiracy has already carried itself out in the new industrial society, which isn't strictly the 'culture' N. was against. This is the subject of K.'s next book, Living Currency, where ultimately all bodies can be exchanged, and, while the point is that the modern industrial-consumer society is already shot through with libidinal impulses, there isn't really the possibility of a redemptive change (much like Lyotard).
Very interesting stuff anyway, and seems very relevant today.