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Sad melancholic depressing books suggestions please?

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>>19575643
I have listened to “Incarnations of Burned Children” by DFW earlier today, had a panic attack and now I am trying to distract myself

https://youtu.be/CxxRIEsHFHc

>> No.19575666

I suggest you kill yourself

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>Where is God, even if he doesn’t exist? I want to pray and to weep, to repent of crimes I didn’t commit, to enjoy the feeling of forgiveness like a caress that’s more than maternal.

>A lap in which to weep, but a huge and shapeless lap, spacious like a summer evening, and yet cosy, warm, feminine, next to a fireplace… To be able to weep in that lap over inconceivable things, failures I can’t remember, poignant things that don’t exist, and huge shuddering doubts concerning I don’t know what future…

>A second childhood, an old nursemaid like I used to have, and a tiny bed where I’d be lulled to sleep by tales of adventure that my flagging attention would hardly even follow – stories that once ran through infant hair as blond as wheat… And all of this enormous and eternal, guaranteed for ever and having God’s lofty stature, there in the sad, drowsy depths of the ultimate reality of Things…

>A lap or a cradle or a warm arm around my neck… A softly singing voice that seems to want to make me cry… A fire crackling in the fireplace… Heat in the winter… My consciousness listlessly wandering… And then a peaceful, soundless dream in a huge space, like a moon whirling among the stars…

Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Reading this with in the context of Philipp Mainländer's Death of God hits really hard bros

>> No.19575820

>>19575666
His Diary Desu.