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There is no reason not to have read this work if you are interested in having a meaningful discussion
https://www.raggeduniversity.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2018/03/schopenhauer_artofalwaysbeingright.pdf

was he the original incel?

>>13357961
>Nietzsche
>edgy
Wrong

*Rants in tomes*

The World as Will and Representation

Did this man ruin my life or save it?

Just masturbate, son. It's ok.

Is "On Women" the only work shitposters can use to justify mocking him?

"A man can be himself only so long as he is alone, and if he does not love solitude, he will not love freedom, for it is only when he is alone that he is really free." - A.S.

>You can make decisions but you can't choose to make decisions.

You'll never find the right person.

You don't.

Self-awareness is the worst possible thing that can happen to a species.

Self-awareness is the main reason why we're so miserable.

>>8843199
>is life worth the effort when it really comes down to it
no

>Is reading Hegel worth the effort?
no

>>8786073
>>8786079

OP here.
I know i fucked up. I know i should have trusted her and tried to fix things when she was opening up. I know she did try to make amends. But at that time i was at the lowest point in my entire life. Hurt, depressed, alone, alienated and feeling like a worthless piece of garbage. I couldn't believe that there was any way i could evoke any love or affection from anyone but my family.
I couldn't understand that she was ignoring me only because how difficult it was to talk to me during that phase. And that i never met her half way when she did try to make amends. By the time i had gotten over everything it was too late. She sees me as nothing more than a friend now.

I fucked everything up. I miss her to death. I miss my closest friends who're on the other side of the planet and who all go out and have fun together, go drinking together, go on trips together. While I am here, alone as a man who failed. failed with relationships. failed with the one girl with whom I had a chance of connecting with. the one girl who actually cared.

Over the past few years my yearning for companionship and close friendship has only gotten stronger but my actual situation has only grown further from it. I wonder if I can will myself to become apathetic to this need and sometimes i do go for extended periods in isolation. But I always break down...


(Sorry for the long and convoluted ramble. Sorry to all of you who expected a grand tragedy but got this ugly mess. For me it has been a grand tragedy.).

>>8775545
>To read, instead of the original works of philosophers, all sorts of expositions of their doctrines, or history of philosophy generally, is as though one should get some one else to masticate one's food. Would anyone read the history of the world if it were possible for him to behold the interesting events of ancient times with his own eyes? But, as regards the history of philosophy, such an autopsy of the subject is really possible for him, to wit, the original writings of philosophers; in which he may none the less, for the sake of shortness, limit himself to well-chosen leading chapters, especially inasmuch as they all teem with repetitions, which one may just as well spare oneself. In this way, then, he will learn to know the essential in their doctrines, in an authentic and unfalsified form, while from the half-dozen histories of philosophy annually appearing he merely receives as much of it as has entered the head of a professor of philosophy, and, indeed, as it appears there. Now it is obvious of itself, that the thoughts of a great mind must shrink up considerably in order to find a place in the three-pound brain of a parasite of philosophy, from which they emerge again clothed in the contemporary jargon of the day, and accompanied by his sapient reflections. Besides this, it must be considered that the money-making history-writer of philosophy can hardly have read a tenth part of the writings which he reports. Their real study demands the whole of a long and laborious life, such as formerly, in the old industrious times, the brave Brucker devoted to them.
>But what can such persons, who are detained by continuous lectures, official duties, vacation tours and dissipations, and who, for the most part, come forward with their histories of philosophy in their earlier years, have thoroughly investigated? Add to this, that they are anxious to be pragmatical, and claim to have fathomed and to expound the necessity of the origin and the sequence of systems, and even to judge, correct, and dominate over the earnest and genuine philosophers of former times. How could it be otherwise than that they should copy the older ones, and each other, and then, in order to hide this, make matters worse by endeavouring to give them the modern tournure of the current quinquennium, pronouncing upon them, likewise, in the same spirit? On the contrary, a collection of important passages and essential chapters of all the leading philosophers, made by honest and intelligent scholars, conscientiously and in common, arranged in a chronologically-pragmatic order, much in the same way as formerly Godicke, and, after him, Eitter and Preller, have done with the philosophy of antiquity, although much more completely in short, a universal chrestomathy accomplished with care and a knowledge of the subject would be very useful.

>>8621638
To say, did you know Schopi has a histophilophy Essay as well? It's in the p part of his p&p. Plehanov has got the "monist view of history" which is also a kind of an essay on the history of (modern) philosophy. schopis vorzug ist er übersetzt die alle in die sprache vom kant.

I wanna read Schopenhauer's essay Transcendent Speculation Upon an Apparent Intention in the Fate of the Individual, but I can't seem to find it anywhere online.

Anyone have a link?

Strife, boredom, will, repeat.

Females are terrible.

All ascetic traditions are great.

>But an examination of his life reveals a yearning for marriage frustrated by a train of rejections. In the year 1831, Schopenhauer fell in love with a girl named Flora Weiss. At a boat party in Germany he made his advance by offering her a bunch of grapes. Flora’s diary records this event as follows: "I didn’t want the grapes because old Schopenhauer had touched them, so I let them slide, quite gently into the water." Apparently, she was underwhelmed.

Why is it fairly easy for some of us to dismiss the merits of an idea due to the author's personal life? The chief cause of this question is the experience I'm having with Schopenhauer - specifically the infamous chapter "On Women". I have the impression that most people dismiss "On Women" only because Schopenhauer had a rough time with women, but if that is true - and I believe it is - then they certainly should dismiss Pessimism and every other idea that has its roots on suffering! But that's not what happens! The same happens in Nietzsche's Nihilism - the wretches love the idealism of the perfect man, of the blood and sweat that one must spill on this soil to make oneself be great, but once they reach anything related to women suddenly there are a bunch problems that are easily explained by Nietzsche's mental illness, being rejected and being denied a threesome by the love of life in Switzerland. I'm sure that I'm being completely understood up to this point, therefore let me make myself clear. Why is it acceptable to dismiss an idea that its origin is on being sexually rejected, but not acceptable to reject an idea that has its cause on the misfortunes of the author?


Thanks for reading.

Have you read On the Sufferings of the World? It's the most succinct but elborate description of the human condition.

https://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/s/schopenhauer/arthur/pessimism/chapter1.html