/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.9787726]

Reading the books; you've already read hundreds of books
But when you haven't grasped the meaning of even one page
What's the point of more reading?
Giving high-sounding lectures
Doesn't do your mind any good
The path of analytical reasoning is precise and acute
But it's just more delusion, good for nothing goat shit
The Greeks are very profound
But not if you don't put them into practice
Reading over and over those philosophy books
That just occupy your mind and make your eyes sore
Forget about it!
These endless rounds of conversations, debates, and discussions.
It's just more goat shit, good for nothing at all
At the time it seems marvelously entertaining
But really, you're just spreading around stories
about other people's mistakes
Your audience seems to be listening politely
But then they grow embarrassed for you
Useless talk that just makes you thirsty
Forget about it!
When you don't have a book, you long for it
Then when you've finally gotten it
you hardly look at it
The number of pages seems few enough
But it's a bit hard to find time to read them all
Even if you read all the books on earth
You wouldn't be satisfied.
Reading books is a waste of time
(Unless you get paid)
So forget about it!
People are never satisfied
All this politeness of keeping up a courteous demeanor
Forget about it!
Just sleep, eat, piss, shit.
There's nothing else in life that has to be done
Don't get involved with other things
They're not the point
Keep a low profile
There's no absolute need to have close friends
You're better off just keeping to yourself.

[Anonymous No.9787752]

This year, your friend really cares about you
Next year, it's not like that
At first, your friend seems modest
Then your friend grows exalted and pompous
The more you nurture and cherish friends
The more distant your friends grow
These dear friends
Who show such smiling faces to begin with
Forget about them!
The Smile of your wife seems so full of joy
But who knows if that's really the case?
One time, it's pure pleasure
Then it's nine months of mental pain
It might be fine for a month
But sooner or later, there's trouble
Your girlfriend,
Forget about her!