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If he's a buff he's probably already read it, but Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee. You could also get him the Ken Burns wide west documentary series

1491 is a great book. He has def read wounded knee.

Conquest of the Incas by Henning is a classic and fucking great.

Batavias Graveyard was fun

The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon is pretty good pop history

Dead Certainties: Unwarranted Speculations by Schama

Raiders and Rebels: A History of the Golden Age of Piracy

The Many Headed Hydra (a little pinko)

The Black Jacobins

He might have read it but Black Elk Speaks

>>8163383
that's what i'm doing now, although i'm going to do my damnedest to make some kind of chump change (even if a few cents) with KDP.

deep down, the reason is because i just enjoy immersing myself in these other worlds. it's a lot of fun.

>>8163383
>Does anybody on /lit/ write just for fun?

does shitposting count?

Who's that manga man? He intrigues me.

Anyway, sorta. I write lots of things just cause I like to. Getting published seems like a pain. And what would it do for me? Bring in money? Get my stuff looked at? Who cares? I don't write for that.

>Up and down his torso, neck and head, at those points which Indian holy men call chakras, his friends observed swellings of various shapes and colors, which came and went at intervals. On his lower abdomen the swellings were horizontal, cigar-shaped bands. Above the navel was a hard, almond-shaped swelling. A hard, blue swelling, like a large medallion, in the middle of his chest was surmounted by another smaller, brownish-red, medallion-shaped swelling at the base of his throat. These two 'medallions' were as though suspended from a varicolored, swollen ring -- blue, brownish and light yellow -- around his neck, as in pictures of the Hindu gods. There were also other similarities between the swellings and the depictions of Indian religious art: his throat was swollen to a shape that made his chin seem to rest on the head of a cobra, as in the traditional images of Siva; just above the bridge of the nose was a white lotus-shaped swelling; all over the head the small blood vessels expanded, forming patterns like the stylized lumps on the heads of Buddha statues. Like the horns of Moses and the Taoist mystics, two large, hard swellings periodically came and went. The arteries in his neck expanded and rose, blue and snake-like, into his head.

>I do not want to be an exhibitionist, but you are doctors. There is something to the symbolism they have in India -- the cobra. Do you see the swellings here? -- they take the shape of a cobra. Yesterday was the new moon. The body is affected by everything that is happening around you; it is not separate from what is happening around you. Whatever is happening there, is also happening here -- there is only the physical response. This is affection. Your body is affected by everything that is happening around you; and you can't prevent this, for the simple reason that the armour that you have built around yourself is destroyed, so it is very vulnerable to everything that is happening there. With the phases of the moon -- full moon, half moon, quarter moon -- these swellings here take the shape of a cobra. Maybe that is the reason why some people have created all these images -- Siva and all those kinds of things. But why should it take the shape of a cobra? I have asked many doctors why this swelling is here, but nobody could give me a satisfactory answer. I don't know if there are any glands or anything here.

Here's the website where all his stuff is uploaded.
http://www.well.com/~jct/

>True ubermensch or weirdo contrarian edgemaster?
The first would imply he achieved or conquered something, the second that he opposed or was against something, both would imply there was anything particular about him, and he, would deny all of the former.

>What do you guys think?
I've been listening to his conversations while walking to and from uni for about half a month now. It's produced this sort of calming effect on me, in which ı can stop thinking awarely and not be affected by the general miasma of the city. The conceptual side of things also has made me come to grips with the formal nature of existence, and produced this sort of void, which isn't either joyful or sad and has rather made me question if ı want to go on living without sentimentality. His idea of fear as a necessary delimitator for being is also pretty illuminating--not really that original an idea, but he's the only guy that seems to just come and say it with the brutal honesty it needs.

Is Asian Watts a hack or legit?

Denis Johnson
1st Book read - Jesus' Son

2nd book - Fiskadoro -wtf Johnson

though I did later like Angels
Train Dreams
and The Name of the World

The Laughing Monsters was meh but Fiskadoro really fucking irked me

Dostoievsky. First read Crime and Punishment and i loved it.

Then i read Demons and, save for Kirilov's parts, it was meh.

Then i got The Idiot and it was also meh, altough a litle better.

Then Memories from the House of the Dead. Wich was great.

And at last i read Brothers Karamazov and absolutely loved it. Even shed tears over it.

Positive nega.. positive n.. positive neganna work here anymore, anyway.

damn right I like the life I live

>>8163282
just some bullshit pseud hipster term. some made up shit. like the other made up words in the book. it's a very chicatois thing to say

>>8163254
not really a story but:

my grandfather once gave my nephew a penny for christmas. he then said 'don't spend it all in one place' before bursting into laughter.

>I've never laughed so hard in my life

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>>8163395
that's gold m8

>>8163254
A joke about Speedy Gonzales I've read here.

Damn ... makes me want to read that.

>>8163222
>mon
based Bateman

>>8163222
is this real because it is cringe as fuck

Aprende a usar puntos. Practica unos años y luego vuelve. 2/10

>>8163246
Los puntos no indican que la frase termina?

>>8163207
Omnibus militibus, qui ab urbe tam ardenter amata, illo, quo Romulus conditor inclytus imperii omnem mundum regentis septem colles optimos in orbe terrarum creaverat, loco ab imperatore notissimo, ter consul creato, quinque bellis duellatore, patricio nobillimae generis, C. Metello Rufo, X ac XII legionum imperatore ac ceterum ob mortem alterius consulis IV ac VII imperanti, longissime propter bella a barbaris ac Romanis qui contra rem publicam arma tulere incepta ductis, principes, a gentibus peregrinis ad loca summa lati, Gallorum, quae gentes contra Romam bella multa ac varia ac difficilia ac desperata principibus sic adhortantibus gerunt, omnes Druides in oppidis Galliae collocavere et eis dixere eos, crimina magna contra Galliam regigionesque eius creantes, via Druidum propria, hominibus collocandis et in imagines, quae sicut homines videntur, magnas ligneas imponendis et illis imaginibus ardendis, necatum iri, ut divis placeret et di ipsi Gallos fortiores facerent.

I could continue, but I think the point is made. Anyone can make a very long sentence.

>>8163038
Oh shit! My brother took The Road with him when he moved!
Anyone got a solid place for getting book pdf for android?

>>8163050
read the sticky you filthy pleb

>>8163038
Not familiar with the Lewis title, read that first, let me know hehe

>>8162953
Prozac

nothing, I spend my time reading books, not worthless cultural commentary

>>8163031
this is pretty much true. I used to have a subscription to the paris review because I wanted to keep up on new literature. then i realized that I could dedicate my entire life to reading all the important works from any 10 year period after 1600 and I'd still never read them all

Nice post, friend

>>8162801
how can a publication be illiterate?

>>8162801
also, since when did Shakespeare write papers on literary criticism

The Comedy is a work of fiction.
The Greek and Roman gods exist as characters in the book, not reality.

lmao you didnt even read it in ancient latin pleb

pretty much like in milton's paradise lost, it's a typical medieval tradition when the ancient gods were considered devils if understood literally or simply metaphors / fiction characters if understood non literally; christianity is a non-tolerant bitch

p.s. you should consider that the divine comedy is itself deeply affected by aeneid (hence virgil is his companion), that part of it which describes the descending of aenes into the netherworld (that part is clearly affected by homer's odyssey but afaik dante didn't know greek and so didn't read it, there was no available translations of it back then even to latin)

>>>/r9k/

If you want to kill yourself, why don't you want to kill yourself?
Now's your chance!
I, who greatly love both death and life,
Would kill myself too, if I dared kill myself...
If you dare, then be daring!
What good to you is the changing picture of outer images
We call the world?

What good is this cinema of hours played out
By actors with stock roles and gestures,
This colorful circus of our never-ending drive to keep going?
What good is your inner world which you don't know?
Kill yourself, and maybe you'll finally know it...
End it all, and maybe you'll begin...

If you're weary of existing, at least
Be noble in your weariness,
And don't, like me, sing of life because you're drunk,
Don't, like me, salute death through literature!

You're needed? O futile shadow called man!
No one is needed; you're not needed by anyone...
Without you everything will keep going without you.
Perhaps it's worse for others that you live than if you kill yourself...
Perhaps your presence is more burdensome than your absence...

Other people's grief? You're worried
About them crying over you?
Don't worry: they won't cry for long...

The impulse to live gradually stanches tears
When they're not for our own sake,
When they're because of what happened to someone else,
especially death,
Since after this happens to someone, nothing else will...

First there's anxiety, the surprise of mystery's arrival
And of your spoken life's sudden absence...
Then there's the horror of your visible and material coffin,
And the men in black whose profession is to be there.

Then the attending family, heartbroken and telling jokes,
Mourning between the latest news from the evening papers,
Mingling grief over your death with the latest crime...

And you merely the incidental cause of that lamentation,
You who will be truly dead, much deader than you imagine...
Much deader down here than you imagine,
Even if in the beyond you may be much more alive...

Next comes the black procession to the vault or grave,
And finally the beginning of the death of your memory.
At first everyone feels relieved
That the slightly irksome tragedy of your death is over...
Then, with each passing day, the conversation lightens up
And life falls back into its old routine...
Then you are slowly forgotten.

You're remembered only twice a year:
On you birthday and your death day.
That's it. That's all. That's absolutely all.
Two times a year they think about you.
Two times a year those who loved you heave a sigh,
And they may sigh on the rare occasions someone mentions your name.

Look at yourself in the face and honestly face what we are...
If you want to kill yourself, then kill yourself...
Forget your moral scruples or intellectual fears!
What scruples or fears influence the workings of life?
What chemical scruples rule the driving impulse
Of sap, the blood's circulation, and love?
What memory of others exists in the joyous rhythm of life?

>>8162692
>>>/r9k/

>>8162640
kys

>>8162640
Is clickhole yet another computer generated pos?

I really hope they're trying to be ironic with that one but by the standards of these kind of webshits I suspect they are not.

>>8162579
you can visualize a triangle but where is that going to get you? if thinking is the basis of philosophy, you need a language to express it.

telepathic philosophy when

>>8162579
Read Jerry Fodor's "Language of Thought". That's where the case is made (whether or not you end up buying it).