/lit/ - Literature

>>20771167
To give you the short of it, all that time I was kind of looking for way out, I wagered any different options for pursuit of completely different degree. After two semesters I technically failed and fluked out, but it's hard for me to call it that since at the time I didn't want to even stay there to begin with, and my family too recognized that it wasn't good for me. I moved out from there and later on most plans I had failed. Funnily enough I am not studying broadly same thing at worse uni (frankly I miss some profs from my freshman year, at least some of them were passionate), at city I like more, that is not so prohibitively away from home, where I have had more friends. I can't say I've become gigachad, social and what not, but it's supposedly gotten better.
So what in the name of God do we need all this crap for, anon? Well, the thing is, it's hard to describe. I will sound like someone unhinged, at best. But while I live pretty much objectively better life now, more comfortable too I guess, and have gotten over a lot of negative shit I talked about. Yet I can't help but miss it. And also feel regret, defeat, even, which I guess is understandable. Months I had spent there, while not really pleasant, if not outright miserable had this weird dreamlike quality, the kind I don't experience anymore. In many ways, not just this weirdly mystical-bullshit-way I feel like I've made a mistake not sticking to it, even though it was very bad for me at the time and I think I was close to going off the deep end then (Shame I lost few verses of poetry I wrote back then). I felt more in touch with something, back then. Even now I feel like end result of this ordeal was me being somehow broken by it, but was it the experience itself that did, or was it that I ran away from it? I felt drab and sombre most of time back then, but also more intensive, emotionally? As if there was some sort of magic to that otherwise very boring and bleak freshman year of a very boring person. As said, it is hard notion to describe and master of pen and hearts I am not. Suffice to say it was not nearly the same ever since, and it is feeling so pervasive that it assaults me a lot of time, unendingly it seems.

I'm sorry if that read was trite and waste of time to whoever actually went through it.

>>13379836
Hell is eternal.

The Young Pope.

Blasphemy edition

>>12627405
t. Pope Pious XIII

Protestants are not Christian and will all burn at the stake one day.
The profligacy of this wretched woman knows no bounds. People have the audacity to attribute this as rebellion against her protestant father? NO, my friends..... IT IS THE RESULT THEREOF.......... THE MORAL RELATIVISM OF PROTESTANISM ALWAYS LEADS TO DECLINE. If all is permitted, all is profaned.

>>12389065
based.

>>12356663
He changed his position on this 100 times and he criticized the Catholic church for being too hard on them back when he first was causing trouble.

>>12316896
And people cannot exist without God.

>>12278916
Great series, seen it already.

>>12269216
Repent and believe in the Gospel for everlasting life.

>>12268456
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Sacrilege is not welcome here.

Intellectual chastity.

You proved yourself wrong.

Sin... Sin is never harmless.
Flee fornication.

I've had some idle years and I'm sick of inquiring minds wanting some explanation only to hear "that's an excuse" as a retort intended purely to demean. Enough. I didn't play games. I didn't waste time. I am deeply upset at the time elapsed as even as time went by, and not a single day of it was enjoyed, aside from when I was left alone to improve myself. No money. No jobs. No family that cared enough. No connections. The entire world gave up on me, and I, in turn, the world. Every single day was suffering, yet I persevered. I helped everyone close by and it got me nowhere. Try discussing your future with people you thought cared for you only to be ignored "well you can't even do that so!" There is no need to aspire toward vanities in such a state. No one to impress. I've written my entire family off. The only people I care about are the select few who saw potential in me, who admittedly are not very close. If you are not for me, you are in my way. I'll soon be self-sufficient and shall not need the mercy or approval of others—this time it is adieu. My friends, conditional love is an oxymoron and the absence of love is better than this poor, faux substitute.

>>12211767
based and rubicunduspilled

>>12179967
I always disliked people who read during lunch breaks. No decorum or class. ADHD tier mentality.
How about you just sit back, focus on your food and be grateful for the moment instead of wasting life with your neck bent and your nose in a book. Interesting too, the lunchtime readers I have known throughout life were always obese. Television and distraction while eating is one hypothesis for the rise in obesity. Surely, holding a book up reading while you shovel food in your face is going to have the same effect. There is a time to read, a time to eat, and they do not coincide.

Stimulants + Nofap = Success
Stimulants when fleshpilled = Garbage.

>>12168378
I already told you earlier, The Young Pope.

>>12162325

>The Smoking Scare Debunked
http://wispofsmoke.net/PDFs/Whitby.pdf

>Smoking is Good For You
https://www.scribd.com/document/44685607/Smoking-is-Good-for-You-William-T-Whitby

>>12159850
>interested in "Narcissism"
Narcissism is a low IQ person catchall term for someone they don't like. Vain, superficial, egotistical, unempathetic etc are all more nuanced words that actually mean something.
Narcissism is a dumb-down amalgamation of various emotions packaged into a pathological entity. It's pop psychology that has never went away.
Pure cringe to think it's something you can dive seriously into.

>>12156071
You do have a point though. Turning your focus internally, is far more rewarding than wasting time on external affairs. What sense in there in being resentful, frustrated, etc at all times. It achieves and does nothing.

>>12148473
Virtuosity is for the arrogant.