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Post books that pulled you out of nihilism.

>> No.11423297

nihilism is for bitches

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>> No.11423338

>>11423294
my Bible desu

>> No.11423340

there's no such book

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This phenomenon is more exhilarating to me than the luxuriance and fertility of vineyards. True, it is somewhat excrementitious in its character, and there is no end to the heaps of liver lights and bowels, as if the globe were turned wrong side outward; but this suggests at least that Nature has some bowels, and there again is mother of humanity. This is the frost coming out of the ground; this is Spring. It precedes the green and flowery spring, as mythology precedes regular poetry. I know of nothing more purgative of winter fumes and indigestions. 9b It convinces me that Earth is still in her swaddling clothes, and stretches forth baby fingers on every side. Fresh curls spring from the baldest brow. There is nothing inorganic. These foliaceous heaps lie along the bank like the slag of a furnace, showing that Nature is "in full blast" within. The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by geologists and antiquaries chiefly, but living poetry like the leaves of a tree, which precede flowers and fruit, — not a fossil earth, but a living earth; compared with whose great central life all animal and vegetable life is merely parasitic. Its throes will heave our exuviæ from their graves. You may melt your metals and cast them into the most beautiful moulds you can; they will never excite me like the forms which this molten earth flows out into. And not only it, but the institutions upon it, are plastic like clay in the hands of the potter.

>> No.11423401

>>11423345
I love this meme. I even bought the book I love the meme so much

>> No.11423436

Thus spoke zarathustra and then germanic mythology. Quite wholesome. Nihilism is the empty page only a faggot wouldn't dare write his own thoughts, feelings hopes and impressions onto. It shouldn't even be it's own word. It's a short phase during maturation.

>> No.11423620

>>11423401
its a really good book though isn't it?