/lit/ - Literature

>tfw cant commit to a new book
>tfw I open some shit Ive already read for the 50th time
I am the embodiement of the sin of sloth

I'm in this weird headspace where I'm not depressed at all, in fact feel quite good and animated, and yet am still suicidal and think non stop about suicide. It just seems like the most logical thing to do, idk. I feel like I've experienced everything worth experiencing and now there's nothing worth doing anymore, just going through the motions, like I've completed all the content in a sandbox game and all that's left to do is wander the overworld doing the same shit over and over.

People making use of sophisticated mental gymnastics to defend something so intuitively and obviously repulsive proves that philosophy was a mistake. If 'following the argument' or committing yourself to 'pure reason' can mean ending up believing something so inherently monstrous, then there is no point. 'Pure reason' is an enemy of mankind and a cruel slavemaster which does nothing but imprison us in systems of abstract concepts and warped perception. Rarely do we meet an enemy so devious and insidious that it convinces men to consent to the surrender of their dignity and endless bondage to vice. It is literally Satanic. Intellectuals should be shot and all computers smashed with hammers.