/lit/ - Literature

>>19003064
>tfw you will never get to hang out with the Holy-Author and your fellow Bakkerbros chilling in sandals, khaki shorts, and semi-ironic graphic tshirts, shooting the shit about Eârwa IRL
why even live

>>18998093
this is copypasta from the supreme midwit cringelord china mieville

>>18997239
>cannon

>>18340514
just do something productive that isn't thinking about the fact that you're not touching your dick r/nofap retard

>>15911785
>Also to be clear I'm not arguing against reproduction, I'm arguing against the idea that there's some in-built natural imperative to reproduce.
This is the extent people will go to to defend homosexuality.

>female reviewer with vain profile picture
>brings up racism, sexism, homophobia
>doesn't like old, dead, white male authors
>complains that she finds the book too boring or doesn't understand things which is the book's fault

>>14635820
>you organize around a territory, and you live in it. As long as you can talk to others, you will eventually develop a niche culture, but it comes after.
so basically a nation?

>>14521277
obviously because Homer is greater than any anime

>read translation of The Iliad
>it's just prose presented in verse

is a nigga gonna have to learn Ancient Greek to get the real experience?

>>13513152
>KJV

>title of the novel is used as the closing words

>>13489088
>the chosen one metastory

>>12629843

Why do people listen to the metaphysical claims of a pop biologist? He literally didn't even read the Summa before writing a book about the Five Ways.

>>12096048
Grassy seat. – The relationship to parents is undergoing a sad, shadowy change. They have lost their awe through their economic powerlessness. Once we rebelled against their insistence on the reality principle, the sobriety which was always ready to recoil into the rage against those who do not renounce. Today however we find ourselves facing a presumably younger generation, which is in every one of its impulses unbearably more grown up than the parents ever were; which has renounced, before things ever came to a conflict, and which derives their authority from that, implacably authoritarian and unshakeable. Perhaps one always experienced the parental generation as harmless and disempowered, once the latter’s physical energy subsided, while one’s own generation seemed to be threatened by youth: in the antagonistic society, the relationship of the generations is also one of competition, behind which stands naked violence. Today however things are regressing to a condition which does not know the Oedipus complex, but only the slaying of the father. One of the most telling symbolic atrocities of the Nazis was the killing of the extremely old. Such a climate produces a belated and rueful understanding with one’s parents, similar to the one between condemned prisoners, disturbed only by the fear that we, ourselves powerless, may not be able to care for them some day as they cared for us, when they owned something. The violence which is inflicted on them makes us forget the violence they committed. Even their rationalizations, the once-hated lies with which they sought to justify their particular interest as the general one, show an inkling of the truth, the urge towards the reconciliation of conflicts, which the upbeat successor generation happily denies. Even the faded, inconsequential and self-doubting Spirit [Geist] of the elders is more approachable than the quick-witted stupidity of junior. Even the neurotic peculiarities and malformations of the older adults represent character, that which is humanly achieved, compared with pathic health, infantilism raised to a norm. One realizes in horror that when one previously clashed with one’s parents, because they represented the world, one was secretly the mouthpiece of a still worse world against the merely bad. Unpolitical attempts to break out of the bourgeois family usually only lead to deeper entanglement in such, and sometimes it seems as if the disastrous germ-cell of society, the family, is simultaneously the nourishing germ-cell of the uncompromising will for a different one. What disintegrates, along with the family – so long as the system continues – is not just the most effective agency of the bourgeoisie, but also the resistance which indeed oppressed the individual, but also strengthened the latter, if not indeed producing such.

>>12065135
>this colonial garbage

>>12061395
>virtually all the terrorism lately has been from white men.

>>12058655
>it's another Kafka Writes a Wacky Book episode
wew very out there Franz

>adjective ever noun

>his pale eyes like wood set into his wooden face

>tfw waiting 3-4 weeks for the test to kick in
How do I speed up time?

>And it came to pass when the children of men had multiplied that in those days were born unto them beautiful and comely daughters. And the angels, the children of the heaven, saw and lusted after them, and said to one another: "Come, let us choose us wives from among the children of men and beget us children." And Semjaza, who was their leader, said unto them: "I fear ye will not indeed agree to do this deed, and I alone shall have to pay the penalty of a great sin." And they all answered him and said: "Let us all swear an oath, and all bind ourselves by mutual imprecations not to abandon this plan but to do this thing." Then sware they all together and bound themselves by mutual imprecations upon it. And they were in all two hundred; who descended in the days of Jared on the summit of Mount Hermon, and they called it Mount Hermon, because they had sworn and bound themselves by mutual imprecations upon it ...

>Now giants were upon the earth in those days. For after the sons of God went in to the daughters of men and they brought forth children, these are the mighty men of old, men of renown.
>There we saw certain monsters of the sons of Enac, of the giant kind: in comparison of whom, we seemed like locusts.

>His books doesn't smell like a mix of piss, semen and smoke

>>8434887
>he doesn't realize that my vocabulary is lowered to that of a child right now to speak to the children of /lit/

Be gone, babyman, lest I drop the veil and blind you with my true genius.