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Have ever had a Kafkaesque day?
Or a Freudian evening?

>> No.11954773

>>11954754
Please no meat touching ma'am.

>> No.11954778

>>11954773
Pretty Lynchian post

>> No.11954780

>>11954754
I'm having more of a Randian decade desu

>> No.11954787

>>11954754
Kafka and Frued are the quintessential pseudo-intellectual duad

>> No.11954799

>>11954773
Oh how very Deleuzian of you. Yes yes, very Deleuzian indeed.

>> No.11954802

>>11954754
'fraid not, a lovecraftian night on the other hand

>> No.11954817

My trip to the brothel as pynchonesque

>> No.11954831

>>11954754
I've jerked off to my mum plenty of times.

>> No.11954833

>>11954754
>lying in bed with my sleeping gf
>run my middle finger along my sweaty asscrack
>hold in under her nose
>after a time, brrrrrrrp
>smile, and dive under the sheets
I always enjoy a Joycean sniff.

>> No.11954844

>>11954754
Have you ever sucked a dick this big?
*unzips*

>> No.11954847

i like to imagine the people who talk this way suddenly catching a glimpse of their own reflections in a rain puddle and spending the rest of the day disturbed and crestfallen

>> No.11954855

I have many Pessoan moments

>> No.11954861

>>11954754
What a Proustian thing to ask.

>> No.11954975

>>11954754
No but I’m currently eating a very ‘War & Peace by Leo Tolstoy’ian steak.

>> No.11954983

One time I was talking to Brycie about Hunter, and just at the moment I got a notification that Hunter was doing a livestream. It was all pretty surrealist.

>> No.11955022

>>11954754
Every day is an Evolian day desu.

>> No.11955038

All my interactions with my parents are Kafkaesque, they’re that weird blend of formerly intelligent people who have since fallen into anxious, illogical wrecks.

I don’t understand them.

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>>11955038

>> No.11955109

>>11954754
My life is the embodiment of Ecclesiastes 1.

>> No.11955112

>>11955038
>they’re that weird blend of formerly intelligent people who have since fallen into anxious, illogical wrecks.
can you give an example

>> No.11955128

I cleaned my room, you could say that 0was very petersonean of me

>> No.11955159

>>11954754
I charge around my house pretending to be Achilles sometimes

>> No.11955167

>>11955159
did this when i was a teen, fun times

>> No.11955186

>>11955038
mine too

>> No.11955191

>>11955128
Fuck, beat me to it

>> No.11955199

>>11955159
I used to take the cymbal off a drum set and shove a drum stick through it and pretend it was a big Greek shield, and use a big staff as a spear

>> No.11955283

>>11954754
Most of my days are cioranian

>> No.11955314

>>11954754
based

>> No.11955318

>>11954754
I had a very John Williamsian kind of evening hoping for a very Hemingwayesque or Wallacian night.

>> No.11955326

>>11955167
>>11955199
brothers

>> No.11955335

>>11955112
Of my parents? My dad refused to take the subway when he was visiting me, opting for a cab. When I objected, saying that it would cost more and almost certainly be slower due to traffic, he replied that if he took the subway he would probably get off at the wrong stop and then have to take a cab anyway, so he may as well take one to begin with. I asked him why he was planning around such an unlikely situation and he said it was just the sensible thing to do.

>> No.11955891

>>11955335
Sounds more like your dad has anxiety

>> No.11956091

>>11954754
My life so far has been rather Wallacian

>> No.11956437

Every day is a Baudrillardian one if you follow politics desu

>> No.11956442

I had a Kafkaesque evening once. I'm a bug now.

>> No.11956443

I've been riding the tiger for a whole Yuga

>> No.11956453

>>11955335
Maybe your Dad just doesn't trust himself like he used to

>> No.11956497

I'm about to have a Wilde fap

>> No.11956528

Very Wallacean thread.

>> No.11956986

>>11954754
>Freudian evening?
dude it's spelled "Friday"
and it's today, so it will be evening later

>> No.11957029

My life feels very Houellebecquian at the moment, if I may say

>> No.11957036

My whole life is Hegelian to a point where it becomes uncomfortable

>> No.11957037

ITT: Rowlingesques

>> No.11957040

>>11956986
Made me chuckle

>> No.11957045

>>11954754
I am alone, a Tolkienian mouthbreather.

>> No.11957101

>>11954754
It was Lacanian and Althusser-esque.

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>>11954754
>tfw taking a shit all day
A very Martinian oriented sun cycle if I say so myself.

>> No.11957278

>>11956986
jej

>> No.11957609

I'm having quite a Nietzschean year

>> No.11957710

Well I'd sat down with my fat frumplet of a wife and we gobbled our dinners angrily as pigs may masticate on their hastily casted pearls (the darling, as portly as she was had not an ounce of skill in the kitchen), when I saw a lovely young thing outside, brown, sleek, lithe, I felt myself beginning to rise a little to catch a closer look and the informed reader will have already caught on to my love of horses (the main delicacy of my beloved former home) and so this rising was happening twice over but alas, the frumplet was ordering me back down (it was -our- evening, you see) and later I sat frustrated in front of that static box, the cardboard man talking about what hurricanes were due to blow my home down next week, when my good friend from the university, Ian Heckmondwike, came a-rapping loudly at the door and he was heaving and red and moist, spluttering like my frumplet after a night at the curry house, he was wheezing, allergies you see, sounded like a trampoline spring under the stress of trying to hold my dearly beloved, had come to ask me for an inhaler (I always had spares), mocking his stuffed up lungs and sorry wet swollen lips I thwacked him on the back and said "Anubba cough, Ian? Evening!"

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>>11954754
I've spent many evenings fapping to mommy erotica. (It's best when they get pregnant.)

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>>11954754
no my days tend to be more dante-esque thank you very much

>> No.11959420

>>11955335
If you're in New York I don't really blame him, I fucking hate the subway there. If Boston or something then idk

>> No.11959452

>>11958666
me too, anon. me too.

>> No.11959458

>>11954754
For me everyday is a Kafkaesque day, after all we're in a Orwellian society.

>> No.11959917

>>11957710
What is this

>> No.11960180

>>11959917
Water...

>> No.11960193

A borgesque brunch?

>> No.11960205

>>11958813
Describe a dante-day

>> No.11960246

>>11959917
Read the last few words quickly.
A Nabokovian evening.

>> No.11960306

>>11960205
>stalk girl
>never speak to her
>write fanfiction where you self-insert yourself and your girl
>jerk off to your writing
>cry and sleep

>> No.11960316

>>11954754
A Lacanian afternoon.

>> No.11960320

A Wallacian day desu

>> No.11960329

>>11960306
I want to read this dante-fanfiction