/lit/ - Literature

I don't want sex anymore, men or women, I just don't want to do it.

I do feel something for good looking people though. I feel like taking their clothes off and having them naked, just as I am naked, and then get them standing in the middle of an empty room. Looking at them in the eye, crouching and looking at their genitals from a small distance, maybe touching like one would touch the wings of a butterfly. Handshake, looking in the eye again. Kissing them gently in the forehead, then lips. Then lying on the floor crying from the beauty.

First you think meaning of life is doing things you like / following some religion / obeying your parents / being a power ranger.

Then you realize that has nothing to do with the actual meaning of life.

Then you go all scientific and think the meaning of life is perpetuating things.

Then you realize that's nonsense because things will end anyway and so there is no meaning to it.

From there you either turn into an asshole that "accepts life is meaningless" or a new age religious guy who realized things are not linear and don't end, etc.

If you survived so far you realize existence is not meaningless, existence is meaningness-less.

>>2366217
Glorious. I'll check it out.

>remember a book
>pick up, open on random page
>read a sentence
>cool, read a paragraph
>read a whole chapter already
>fuck I'm late to work
>put it back on shelf
>mind at ease and inspired
>that feel

>mfw my family has no religion and we are not consumist pigs
>mfw there is not a single chirstmas decoration in my house
>mfw we celebrate just me, my brother, my father and my mother, because that's the family I grew up with. No hypocrites allowed.
>mfw my mom made a beautiful cake, and we are going to have a nice dinner tonight
>mfw after that we sit in the couch and chat, then we exchange glorious presents
>mfw we watch a movie together and that's it
>mfw happy atheist family xmas