/lit/ - Literature

Any recommendations aside from Confucius' Analects, Mencius, Daodejing & the works of Zhuangzi?

>>21468730
Han Feizi

>>21468730
I'm currently reading Liezi

>>21468730
Huainanzi, lushi chunqiu

>>21468701
>treat your mommy and daddy good and pay taxes
it's fucking boring

>>21468701
予學文言

I'm reading Ching Chong Pipi Pupu from the Tini Wang dynasty

>>21469438
>Pupu
Why not read it in the original Sanskrit?

>>21468701
YELLOW PERIL
that's why

>>21469640
shoo, spook

>>21468701
you had me at "reading"

>>21469654
>spook

http://www.google.com/search?q=spook+slang

kek

>>21469640
>CHINA VS DEMOCRACY

>>21468730
Don’t forget to start with the I Ching

>>21468701
If it’s not Christ I just don’t care

>>21468701

There is no Chinese philosophy, philosophy was banned in China for millenniums and is still banned. What you call "Chinese philosophy" is more teachings about the way to live a good life. It's like listening Andrew Tate.

>>21469930

What I mean by "philosophy doesn't exist in China" is that even the concept of philosophy doesn't exist in China. Western Philosophy is supposed (before Marxism) to dig out the Truth, what is right and what is wrong by using reasoning and discussion. This concept of Truth doesn't exist in China, because in China what the ruler says is the truth and if you disagree they will shut you down. That's why Chinese gov hates Buddhism.

>>21469944
You must be a moron

>>21469930
>millenniums

>>21469930
>>21469944
Not true and you know nothing about the subject
Whether Chinese philosophy should be considered the same as Western and Indian philosophy is a meaningful discussion but for different reasons

bumping this frog thread

>>21468730
Mozi

Because philosophy is a bunch of made up boring garbage for pretentious bores.
Just learn stuff through living not through reading books.

>>21468701
Because Lao tsu destroyed Confucius and Buddha with facts and logic

>>21471830
>t. Darl from the general store a mile off the interstate, who is now driving his tractor to get home in time to feed his chickens before it gets too late. In the morning he'll wake up to get back to his store to sell a handful of goods while watching reruns of the Andy Griffith show on his old television that has been in the same spot for the past 40 years of his life, with not a thought going through his head

>>21471850
You nerds are just seething that you can't live like that.
There's no virtue in digging a hole in ones head and living there among idealism.

>>21471856
Darl got home and parked his tractor haphazardly in his driveway (for he had never bothered learning things such as geometry or coloring within the lines) and went to feed Henrietta, Audrey and Crackers, his prized egg-laying hens. As he divvied out the bird seed, in the quickly failing light of a cold winter night, he thought back on the troubles of the day. He racked together all the marbles, 8-balls and rubber-band balls in his brain to bring about a solitary and wholly unique moment of bright reflection.
A man had argued with me today, he thought. A man from the city with his flashy clothes and universities and possibly gay manner of speaking. Darl paused in his thinking for a moment as the cool birdseed flowed through his hands into the trough, with his hens and roosters crowding around his feet in a nightly dance, a ritual that reminded one of a native rain dance deep in the woods on a night such as this, with the dim light from the lanterns swaying in the barn as the winter wind chilled past them, painting their faces in the same fiery light as the natives around their fire as the roosters prayed to their god for a torrent of birdseed. But Darl didn't pause too long in his thinking, for to pause any longer would risk his train of thought being lost, the moment of reflection slipping through the rusty gears turning in his head and plummeting straight down into a bottomless abyss, never to be found again. He brought his mind back into focus. The slow camera of his mind panned back to the city dweller he had argued with hours before.
He supposed that I didn't know what living really is, Darl thought. But what does he know? I sold thirty pounds of birdseed today;-- tomorrow I might sell even more. I watched Andy teach Opie a valuable lesson today. That's enough, he thought. That's enough. What do I need philosophy for? Tomorrow I'll wake up and everything will go exactly as it did today without any troubles. Farmer Fred will come at noon to buy some birdseed; a few people will come in after lunch and buy various things such as coffee, shaving cream and milk; Aunt Bee will be shocked at the audaciousness of her growing nephew; and Henrietta will happily strut up to my feet and thank me for dinner. That's enough for me. What does that Laow Zee know about running a general store, anyways?
As he attempted to rack his brain even harder, and the chickens pecked furiously at their trough, Henrietta began strutting over to the barn door left slightly open, ignoring the golden seed that all of the other chickens happily devoured.
Darl looked over and saw her about to cross the threshold of the barn, the place where she was safe and daily fed.
Now Henrietta, he said, walking over to pick up his favorite hen, Why would you want to go and do something silly like that?

>>21468701

>>21468701
Who care s a about CHING CHONG philosophy lmaooo

>>21472014
kek very accurate

>>21468701
waste of time. all eastern philosophy is pointless babble and way too feminine for me to treat seriously

Yellow River by IP Freely
Tiger's Revenge by Claude Balls

I'm having period cramps