/lit/ - Literature

This

>>1737068
It makes me feel nostalgia for the long walk of solitude. Drifting from place to place with only a sleeping bag and alcohol as company. The friends and enemies made along the way. The amount of times I read the the one book I had on me (A collection of poems by Ginsberg). That isn't your homework assignment though OP. It's about what thoughts the image provokes in you, and sadly, no one here can tell you them.

I really should read that one of these days. I've been so busy this semester, that I haven't had time to pleasure read since February.
>>1737093
I know, but I've already exhausted describing my own feelings and I only need a bit more fluff to add maybe half a page.
Trust me, I'm not proud of doing it the lazy way, but I've just realized I've got very little time.

>>1737068
Dreary.
It's a clichéd image every wayfarer with a camera will inevitable make at least once in their lifetime, in the hopeless effort of: reproducing the comforting isolation in the middle of the woods, making a metaphorical statement by shooting the seemingly endless road in front of you, encapsulate the accomplished feel of an atypical, though challenging, physical task being carried out and, last but not least, express the existential bond between himself or herself and nature.

Worst of all is when people don't realize their captured image lacks any kind of originality and heedlessly share it with their peers or, even better, the whole world.

If the road was not sandy, this would have been totally different-

Makes me feel like a forced walk out in the nature, possibly with your family. Forced, because you don't enjoy it, and neither do your family who came with you, but they feel that, since you are related, you MUST enjoy each other's company, even if you secretly borderline dislike each other...or at least find each other very boring. Except your cousin, who thankfully came too, he's pretty cool.

>>1737068
Dreary.
It's a clichéd image every wayfarer with a digital camera will inevitably make at least once in their lifetime, in the hopeless effort of: reproducing the comforting isolation in the middle of the woods, making a metaphorical statement by shooting the seemingly endless road in front of you, encapsulate the accomplished feel of an atypical, though challenging, physical task being carried out and, last but not least, express the existential bond between himself or herself and nature.

Worst of all is when people don't realize their captured image lacks any kind of originality and heedlessly share it with their peers or, even better, the whole world.

>>1737185
It's not mine. I had to go to a gallery and chose a photo to write about for a photo class. Of all the galleries I went to that day, this was the only slightly interesting photo, which is amazing in itself. I take better photos than this one and I'm not a huge fan of digital anyway.

Makes me want to quit everything and start living in the woods.

>>1737255
Nice, it makes me feel uncomfortable.

>>1737255
Worked for Henry David Thoreau.

>>1737267
Didn't work for Tim Treadwell or Alex Supertramp.

reminds me of this

i saved this off /lit/ the other day, you should use this instead

>>1737267
Oh yeah. I read Walden. Pretty inspiring.

The picture reminds me of childhood memories gone by. It reminds me of a time when my animalistic instincts that is encoded in all of us was much more in tune. Of a time when before I could take things for face value and be carefree. Of a time when I could feel the pulse of the earth, listening to the birds serenading the forests so virgin pure, have my soul and my body become one with the earth as the wolves howled. It reminds me of a time before knowledge of war, evil, and death. Of a time before science could explain all that I loved. A time when I could stand on the cliffs edge, breath in the sweet air and look out at the world. A time when I could prove Nietzsche wrong, when I could glaze out before myself and say god is not dead.