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I looked at the world it did not look at me.
I looked at the stars they did not look at me.
I looked at this girl she did not look at me.
So I looked for my life but my life couldnt see.
It was sunk in the past, lost its reality.
I had to admit I'd never live free.
>>8236326
Stars/10
>>8236326
instantly-forgotten pop trash/10
>>8236326
Linkin park lyrics/10
Before the law sits a gatekeeper. To this gatekeeper comes a man from the country who asks to gain entry into the law. But the gatekeeper says that he cannot grant him entry at the moment. The man thinks about it and then asks if he will be allowed to come in sometime later on. “It is possible,” says the gatekeeper, “but not now.” The gate to the law stands open, as always, and the gatekeeper walks to the side, so the man bends over in order to see through the gate into the inside. When the gatekeeper notices that, he laughs and says: “If it tempts you so much, try going inside in spite of my prohibition. But take note. I am powerful. And I am only the lowliest gatekeeper. But from room to room stand gatekeepers, each more powerful than the last. I cannot endure even one glimpse of the third.” The man from the country has not expected such difficulties: the law should always be accessible for everyone, he thinks, but as he now looks more closely at the gatekeeper in his fur coat, at his large pointed nose and his long, thin, black Tartar’s beard, he decides that it would be better to wait until he gets permission to go inside. The gatekeeper gives him a stool and allows him to sit down at the side in front of the gate. There he sits for days and years. He makes many attempts to be let in, and he wears the gatekeeper out with his requests. The gatekeeper often interrogates him briefly, questioning him about his homeland and many other things, but they are indifferent questions, the kind great men put, and at the end he always tells him once more that he cannot let him inside yet. The man, who has equipped himself with many things for his journey, spends everything, no matter how valuable, to win over the gatekeeper. The latter takes it all but, as he does so, says, “I am taking this only so that you do not think you have failed to do anything.” During the many years the man observes the gatekeeper almost continuously. He forgets the other gatekeepers, and this first one seems to him the only obstacle for entry into the law. He curses the unlucky circumstance, in the first years thoughtlessly and out loud; later, as he grows old, he only mumbles to himself. He becomes childish and, since in the long years studying the gatekeeper he has also come to know the fleas in his fur collar, he even asks the fleas to help him persuade the gatekeeper.
>>8236256
Finally his eyesight grows weak, and he does not know whether things are really darker around him or whether his eyes are merely deceiving him. But he recognizes now in the darkness an illumination which breaks inextinguishably out of the gateway to the law. Now he no longer has much time to live. Before his death he gathers up in his head all his experiences of the entire time into one question which he has not yet put to the gatekeeper. He waves to him, since he can no longer lift up his stiffening body. The gatekeeper has to bend way down to him, for the difference between them has changed considerably to the disadvantage of the man. “What do you want to know now?” asks the gatekeeper. “You are insatiable.” “Everyone strives after the law,” says the man, “so how is it that in these many years no one except me has requested entry?” The gatekeeper sees that the man is already dying and, in order to reach his diminishing sense of hearing, he shouts at him, “Here no one else can gain entry, since this entrance was assigned only to you. I’m going now to close it.”
brekkekekkek lmao. good one verminman
A monk asked Tozan when he was weighing some flax: "What is Buddha?"
Tozan said: "This flax weighs three pounds."
That is just illustrative. The answer to your question is five tonnes of flax.
tl;dr FREUD
shut up nerds! reading is boring! try to prove me weong.
We all know the only reason you don't read is because you don't know how to.
Reading is supposed to be boring and unpleasant, that's what makes it so patrician. If you enjoy reading you may as well just watch a harry potter mobie since you're not even challenging yourself
But I'm boring, Guy. It's only fitting.
What is it about reclusive artists that facsinates us?
Also, post your favorite reclusive writers.
The scoundrel anonymous, or, as dubbed by fans, "anon".
>us
Kek speak for yourself celeb worshipping slave
Pynchons my fav writer for sure because my fav thing in books is goofs, gags, jokes and rambunctious behavior, and his books are full to the brim of it. Every novel is like one of those novelty snake cans, you open the book & POP you get a face fulla snakes and you fall back cackling. The mad mind, the crack genius, to do it! and then you think hmmm whats he gonna do next, this trickster, and you pick the book back up and BZZZZZZZZZZ you get a shock and Hahahahahah you've been pranked again by the old pynchmeister, that card. "Did that Pynch?" he says, laughing yukyukyukyuk. Watch him as he shoves a pair of plastic buck teeth right up into his mouth and displays em for you- left, right, center- "you like dese? Do i look handsome???" Pulls out a mirror. "Ah!" Hand to naughty mouth. And you're on your ass again laughing as he snaps his suspenders, exits stage right, and appears again hauling a huge golden gong.
>Try subvocalization for the first time
>Never even heard of it before
>Read 100 pages in 3-4 hours, where it would have taken me like 1-2 days otherwise
>Don't feel like I've missed much either, lots of notes/etc
Does it work, though? I'm not sure if I was 100% there, but I definitely wasn't 'internally saying' the words as much as usual.
Can we properly understand things without imagining how they sound? Is it even possible to divorce the appearance/meaning of a word from its sound?
Or is 'subvocalisation' what normal people do, and I've simply been retarded for years?
Just stop.
>>8236170
You don't understand subvocalization.
Reading without imagining the sounds ISN'T subvocalization.
Reading whilst imagining the sounds IS. I imagine you saw the word 'subvocalization' and thought it was something to do with suppressing the sounds/vocalization.
It's not a meme it works. You can't sub vocalize everything. But think of it like higher gears in a car, you only down shift when you need to etc
/lit/, I ask you:
Is there a point in reading a book if you don't take anything away from it?
I just finished Ulysses, and I feel like I'm none the better for it.
Perhaps I am not cultured enough to understand it; I don't know Latin, I've only read a little Sheakspear, so a lot of the books charm is lost on me.
Still, I've read over and over that people should just read it, because it's so worth it.
I acknowledge it's mastery, however, I feel like I've accomplished nothing.
I feel like I've read all the words in a book filled with a foreign language, and have no deeper understanding of anything substantial.
>>8236084
>Sheakspear
>>8236084
oh my sweet dear, you're just a pleb.
>>8236085
yes.
more importantly, chocolate sheakspear
Post the most specific word you know. I'll start:
caprification
[kap-ruh-fi-key-shuh n]
noun, Horticulture.
1.
a method of artificial pollination of fig trees by wasps that prick the buds on branches of the caprifig that have been hung in trees of the edible fig.
no.
3
>>8236040
erinaceous
of, or related to, hedgehogs
I cried a lot when I finished it.
Pynchon is almost certainly my favorite writer, because what I enjoy most in books are goofs, gags, jokes, pranks, and rambunctious behavior, and his novels are full to the brim (so to speak) with these. Every novel somewhat resembles one of those novelty snake-cans: you open the book --- and POP! your face is instantly bombarded by rubber snakes, and you fall back to the floor, cackling. "The mad mind!" you think, "The genius, to do it!" and then you think, "Hm, what will he do next, this trickster?" And you pick the book back up from where you dropped it upon the floor after being besieged by the heinously hilarious rubber snakes and --- BZZZZZZZ! You get a shock! Hahahaha! You've been pranked by the old "Pynch-meister" (as they used to say in Uni), that "card"! "Did that pinch?" he asks, chortling childishly and excessively. Observe him carefully in his state of nature as he inserts a pair of plastic "buck-teeth" into his mouth and politely displays them to you. "Do you like these?" he charismatically asks you, eyes a-twinkling. "Do I look handsome?" He pulls out a mirror. "Ah!" and he places a hand to his naughty mouth, and you have fell to the floor with laughter again as he snaps his suspenders and exits stage-right, then appears again, hauling a large and golden gong.
>>8235896
yeah the I had she'd a few tears by the end as well. masons son when they go to visit dixon at the end killed me. the part about "it's your mate"
>>8235896
Homo
Do you know any deep books which specifically tell you to imagine what's happening without wasting your time with meaningless details?
Scientology books.
It's all hand-holding and leading you the way.
L Ron Hubbard is your daddy, now.
Imagination Age Consent:
Ready for Magic
>>8236597
jk lol orami
srsly thou
http://lmgtfy.com/?q=%22Imagination+Age%22
What if the men were after the bird and the wolf was only a hunting dog?
Peter and the Wolf is a masterpiece of music and I cannot stop listening to it. I literally listen to this piece for hours straight and even handbang to the cat's clarinet.
>>>/mu/
literally why would you come here for this
>>8235966
Have you ever seem /mu/ try to discuss classical music? P embarrassing tbqh
Are these any good?
Or just pseudo-intellectual edgy bullshit?
>>8235821
I started reading the first in the series because of the memery on /sffg/ and some interesting snippets I read on the wiki.
Personally, I don't recommend it. The sex is far far more outrageous than I could have imagined. GRI isn't just a joke, and it isn't a rare occurrence. So far everything relating to the holy war is a carbon copy of the first and third crusade altered slightly. Literally everyone is an abominable monster. Everyone hates everyone. The philosophy and the creepy monsters, the two things that attracted me to this series in the first place, are pushed to the periphery for the sake of backstabbing and fucking. I haven't read Prince of Thorns, but I can't imagine it being edgier than this.
What I've read so far will be useful for shitposting but I would not suggest investing your time into it.
What's intellectual about them?
>>8235927
>Kellhus exhibits incredible powers of prediction and persuasion, which are derived from deep knowledge of rationality, cognitive biases, and causality, as discovered by the Dûnyain, a secret monastic sect.
>The key feature distinguishing the Prince of Nothing series from its contemporaries is the importance of philosophy to the work. The plot, characters, setting, and metaphysics of the Prince of Nothing are intertwined with philosophical positions unique to the series.
Why do some people still believe in the existence of "matter"?
Are there any strong arguments in support of its existence?
>>8235740
Could you provide an example of a strong argument for a claim of your choice?
>>8235740
Why do some people still believe in the existence of "existence"?
Are there any strong arguments in support of its existence?
>>8235740
this is a computer screen
which are the books about humiliation and shame
also how to recover
>>8235710
>which are the books about humiliation and shame
most serious literature is about this
>also how to recover
you dont
>>8235710
I don't remember.
Game of Thrones?
NSFW:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oJsOK9Tc60M
>he is reading prose
>>8235595
IKR fucking fuccbois why do they breathe
>too much of a hack to write poetry
>writes prose
>too much of a hack to write prose
>writes philosophy
>too much of a hack to write philosophy
>writes manifestos
>too much of a hack to write manifestos
>shitposts on chans
>>8235704
>too much of a hack to write philosophy
>writes prose
>too much of a hack to write prose
>write poetry
>too much of a hack to write poetry
>shitposts on chans
fixed
Who is the greatest authoress in the history of literature?
>>8235571
st. teresa of avila
>>8235571
george elliot for the novel, emily dickinson for verse, you fucking cucks
>>8235591
>Dickinson over Bachmann
Disgusting.
