/lit/ - Literature

Nobody is straight or gay anymore. The operational system of total control (postmodernity) has completely neutralized the subject's mediated relation to its object (ex: your relation to a partner mediated by the referent of sexuality). You are only ever experiencing pleasure through virtual simulation models, and your own sexuality is a self-referential tautology with total reversibility. It is no longer a matter of a stable sexuality based on difference, but a sexuality in the utopia of joiussance which only answers to the master of ineluctable pleasure. Sexuality presupposes the possibility of a subject, but this subject and its various intensities disappear into the inertial black hole of objectification, fetishism, and passivity. Sexuality without a subject is a paradoxical and teleological assertion of sexual determinacy, pure symbolic fantasy in which sexuality pretends to be its own justification. Sex is but another mode through which society stages its spectacle.

”There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide."

Have you ever thought about suicide, /lit/? What kept you from going through with it? Did you read anything that changed your mind or something that has made you more sure of going through with it?

Suicide and meaning of life general.