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I read the first two stories and thought: wow, he sure does know a lot of names.
Didn't want to bother with it afterward.

>>7698018
you're reading it in spanish ?

>>7698023
baka

If you're going to meme, you may as well go all the way

>>7697991
Save your money and read it online.
https://en.wikisource.org/w/index.php?title=File:The_Legacy_of_Totalitarianism_in_a_Tundra.pdf&page=0
The same goes for other memebooks.

>>7697991
Don't buy it at all because even if you're a shitty writer you can literally write something better yourself.

What happened to prompt threads? I want more prompt threads.

life's a bitch and then you die
that why we get high
'cause you never know when you're gonna go

I go out to find
The one with whom I've seen all hours' moons
Once the curtains lifted
And he said, "I only swim to you"

Language is such a play -
He called his exit but his eyes irresolute
What pasts still sit today?
I feel I'm walking around in blue

He can hear me sing
He can hear me sing
Though he is far, I'll never lose sight of him.

- Julia Holter, Silhouette

>>7697892
The only two rap albums I have ever listened to are Illmatic and Low End Theory. On a scale from caviar to white bread, how white am I?

Not OP btw

you have to read it again
actually 3 times
then it all falls into place

>>7697850
All you need is Harold Bloom's brief commentary on it. It will all make sense.

>>7697850
You don't have to reread the entire book unless you really liked it, but reread the Year of Glad segment. It'll make much more sense in the context of the rest of the book.

>>7697843
Yep, kj is best. Stick with that one

>>7697843
>>7697917
>King James is best
HAHAHA King James is in no way the best translation. I don't know much about the Good News translation.

The King James version is sketchy both in translation accuracy and ease of interpretation. Most Biblical scholars I've talked to recommend the NRSV as the most accurate translation.

Stick with the holy Qu'ran fagboy

I did.

Fine little piece of literature.

I found its pace unbalanced at times but honestly that doesn't matter at all.

Brown is a solid author. Any other book from him that you'd recommend?

>>7697824
I haven't read anything else by him but I'd definitely agree about the pace. It's annoying sometimes but I can't pull myself away from his little universe.

>>7697807
I loved it, though not as much as Golden Son. The opening was fantastic, but it felt a little rushed in places. I still hate how he calls Virginia "Mustang". I know that's their thing, but it's so awkward at least to me.

Holiday and Victra were probably my favorite characters in the series.

I have hope that he'll revisit the setting eventually. So much to be seen and done.

>>7697824
I believe the series is the first thing he's ever written. Not sure though.

>>7697770
holy fuck poor you man

Who?

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>this is the type of person calling you a faggot and saying your favorite book is shit
It all makes sense now.

>>7697743
the god delusion

>>7697743
before you could go to the historic you would need to be able to have direct access to them or at least close understanding on the language. At least if you try to understand the Torah from Jewish point of view the words choice is very important as the relation between the words derivative can and used to highlight a lot when try to explain.

some example would be that name for places tend to be explained and its can play key part from what I know, for example "Shaaraim" means two gates or "Beer sheva" mean 7 wells based on some story that pertain to the name.

also some words can have more obscure understanding or used in the bible with specific context, as well as changes between languages structure can force understanding that is not necessary at all.

also the three religions not necessary comparable and its need to be done with extreme care and deep understanding of some rooted tension and understanding that guide each of them.

also read research around the question you ask and in your research start with specific question as its big field of study.

>>7697811
I'll remember this, thanks.

I'd especially like to focus on two things:
>Historical context, what's real and what's literary fantasy.
>The links between the 3 books. (I know that Christianism and Islam are branches of the Old Judaism)

he rapes his sister phoebe

>>7697740
tfw no sister to cuddle/wrestle/shower with and have awkward moments when you get a boner

>>7697705
I'm 21, but in pretty much the same situation. I don't think the desire to read is something you're born with. I think the best solution is to (at least temporarily) remove ALL distractions, everything that isn't ink on paper. When I move out in a few months, I think I'll sell my PC and TV. Then I'll have nothing to do but read and work and sleep. Alone. It'll be great.

>>7697857
This guy's pretty much got it

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>>7697705
I started reading when I first moved out of home a age 17. I could not afford a TV and the internet at the student accommodation I was at was $8 a gigabyte (so I didn't buy any). I did however live about 50m from the State Library. I would go there to use their free wifi and eventually started picking up interesting looking books. In absence of all distraction I became completely engrossed in books and would basically do nothing else.

I never ended up buying a TV and no longer use internet after 7pm.

I disliked all the characters to the extent that I was about to throw the towel in at around halfway through. Figured that since it wasn't particularly long I'd power through and end it, it was overall very underwhelming but better finished than dropped

>>7697683
one of the greatest living writers
>>7697783
>i didn't like the book because i didn't like a character

>>7697794

Not that anon, but I didn't like the book because it was 100% teenage melodrama. I don't give a shit about the world in which it took place, the context is irrelevant if you're only reading about "y doesn't Bobby luv me ;_;" for 300 pages.

yup, that's the joke. NEETs act sincere but find it funny the same way normal people find irony funny

>>7697615
obviously

>>7697615
weak normcore wannabe dialectic

Yes, ignore the posts that say it is shit without explaning. Someone is likely to read it, I may read it when I wake up, going to sleep in a minute.

>>7697607
alright. keep in mind this was recently shat out. i just want a dicsussion about it.
Right now I’m sitting in a chair in front of a pool. The water is still and unbroken, the porous stone surrounding the pool is dry and warm. I put my feet on the stone and feel my soles warm. Bees circle the flowers in my mother’s garden. Everything is vibrant and alive, and the sun’s harsh rays burn the image into the back of my eyes. I won’t remember most of what I’m seeing tomorrow. I won’t remember this pool in its entirety tomorrow. I get hung up on this idea, how little I notice my surroundings. It’s hard to explain, I tried once to tell my mother about this fear I have, that everything is moving too quickly to preserve it, that most of what we experience is gone and forgotten forever in an instant, that so many things have come and gone, that I’ll never be able to experience more than a small fraction of what has been or will be.
She didn’t understand what I was trying to express. She said to me “beauty is always fleeting”. Why do people speak only in platitudes, it makes me sick. “Beauty is fleeting.” How useless. Everything is fleeting. That’s beside the point anyway. What I was trying to tell her was so much more than that. I guess what I was trying to say is that the world overwhelms me. I wish I could experience everything. I wish I could remember everything I experience. It makes me sad that I can’t.
When I learned my father had died I noticed my surroundings truly for the first time. Seemingly inconsequential things from that moment stay with me. I remember when my principal took me in the hallway. I remember the bright floral pattern on her blouse. I remember every spot where the paint chipped on the wall. She stood there, in her blouse, with her gold earrings, and her perfectly styled hair, and she cried. Why was she crying? It wasn’t her father. She didn’t even know the man. Why wasn’t I crying? This was the man who raised me, who had been with me as long as I remembered. What was wrong with me?

>>7697628
I think I didn’t cry because I felt like an outside observer. I seemed to be detached from all emotion at the moment. I think what I felt most of all, if anything, was surprise. I had always known he was going to die at some point in my life. I had realized this would happen eventually, but I found myself surprised by just how it happened.
For one thing, I didn’t foresee the hallway. No particular place had come to mind, this wasn’t a situation I had planned out or anything, but even so, I didn’t think it would take place in this hallway. This was a place I had laughed with my friends. I had walked through here every day, and it had always been just another place. How did I not know that this would be the place I learned my father had died? How did I not feel that energy every day when I walked through there? On that day it burst from the walls, and burned its mark firmly into my memory. Everything was tainted by the words coming out of my principal’s mouth. The lockers weren’t lockers anymore, they were lockers I had learned of my father’s death next to. The tile on the floor wasn’t any tile, it was the tile on which I stood when my life crashed around me. Every inanimate object seemed tainted by grief, never to return to its unsullied state again.
I didn’t foresee the principal. The day I met her, she was introducing herself to our freshman class. I was another face in the auditorium, not listening to her. Now I wonder how I didn’t realize that the voice booming over the PA system every morning was the same voice I would hear saying the words “I’m sorry, your father hurt himself and he- I’m so sorry.”
I knew my father would die, I just didn’t know it would come from Principal Clark, in the 100 wing. I didn’t know that day in February, which I passed every year without notice, would become the day my father ceased to be. It paralyses me now, because I try to notice everything I can. I meticulously and deliberately take note of the chair I’m in right now. Will this be the chair I’m sitting in when I learn of my mother dying? The shirt I’m wearing right now, will it be the shirt I’m wearing when my future wife and I meet? Will it be the shirt I’m wearing when she dies, or leaves me? This day in the middle of June, will it be the day I die in? It scares me on a deep level that I will never know. It scares me that all the inanimate objects before me could be wolves in sheep’s clothing, hiding immense grief. It scares me that someday, right before I get snuffed out like a candle in the wind, I’ll only be surprised.

>>7697591
also what about mein kampf

>>7697591
Get something by Vonnegut.

>>7697591
Go full meta. Get 'If on a winter's night a traveler'