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Is Atlas Shrugged one of the greatest pieces of modern literature of all-time?
>>7746753
Unironically: yes.
>>7746753
Yes, unless you're a statist, socialist, or collectivist retard.
beta virgins are eternal romantics.
post your best lines of poetry, faggot.
Ideas of the Hairy Ainus or
the Bagabos of Mindanao-oh
like the poor bastards we put down for fools,
amused by their absurdly sloping chins,
their noses crooked in comical contortion,
eyes that bug out or skew about their sockets,
so you just can't keep a straight face, but smirk,
suppress a snicker that escapes in splutters,
snort-downright chortle-pointing at the rubes-
rolling with uncontrollable hilarity
-only to look up after hours of laughter
to see the clowns are laughing too; in fact
that they surround us like Tibetan Yogis
in levitation to a chant of chuckling.
>>7746729
I can't, I sacrificed my gift of poetry in order to get laid and find a gf.
>PENIS VAGINA
>PENIS INSIDE VAGINA
>CUNT HELICOPTER
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Canto XVI
And before hell mouth; dry plain
and two mountains;
On the one mountain, a running form,
and another
In the turn of the hill; in hard steel
The road like a slow screw's thread,
The angle almost imperceptible,
so that the circuit seemed hardly to rise;
And the running form, naked, Blake,
Shouting, whirling his arms, the swift limbs,
Howling against the evil,
his eyes rolling,
Whirling like flaming cart-wheels,
and his head held backward to gaze on the evil
As he ran from it,
to be hid by the steel mountain,
And when he showed again from the north side;
his eyes blazing toward hell mouth,
His neck forward,
and like him Peire Cardinal.
And in the west mountain, Il Fiorentino,
Seeing hell in his mirror,
and lo Sordels
Looking on it in his shield;
And Augustine, gazing toward the invisible.
And past them, the criminal
lying in the blue lakes of acid,
The road between the two hills, upward
slowly,
The flames patterned in lacquer, crimen est actio,
The limbo of chopped ice and saw-dust,
And I bathed myself with acid to free myself
of the hell ticks,
Scales, fallen louse eggs.
Palux Laerna,
the lake of bodies, aqua morta,
of limbs fluid, and mingled, like fish heaped in a bin,
and here an arm upward, clutching a fragment of marble,
And the embryos, in flux,
new inflow, submerging,
Here an arm upward, trout, submerged by the eels;
and from the bank, the stiff herbage
the dry nobbled path, saw many known, and unknown,
for an instant;
submerging,
The face gone, generation.
The Judge isn't the devil, the judge is God. He never killed Brown or Toadvine, as Tobin had led the kid to believe. Tobin the expriest is a fallen servant of god (lucifer). He decieves the kid and pulls him away from the Judge, even imploring him to kill him. When The Kid escapes the Judge (God) Tobin dissapears, his work done. The Judge is an impartial observer, he watches on as the men commit all sorts of horror, much of which The Kid does not partake in. The judge claims to be disappointed when he next meats the kid because he is broken and unwholesome, and has betrayed him. The Judge's final embrace of the kid in the last chapter represents the re communion with god, which onlookers are shocked by as they live a life of sin and revelry.
>>7746744
>stop discussing books you shitlord
Good insights in this yale lecture
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FgyZ4ia25gg
The Judge is the ultimate badass, the greatest villain in literature, with the most wicked lines on its side of Nolan's Joker. If you're looking for a 'lil' bit of the ultra-violence, check out Blood Meridian, it's an epic western that even Harold Bloom recommends. Be sure to put your thinking cap on, though, because this ain't Zane Grey. It's capital-L Literature, and you're gonna want to keep a dictionary handy to look up all the obscure words McCarthy uses. Yes, my friend, this is no waltz through the garden, it's a dark and stormy journey through the valley of darkness. As Illidan from Worldo f Warcraft says, You Are Not Prepared.
Ask a 19 year old who just read a full book for the first time not including school anything.
Good for you.
Now read some more young boy.
(what book though)
>>7746669
Why wasn't it The Tunnel?
>>7746685
gass plz go
What do you do when you're not reading or writing?
Why, browsing /lit/ of course.
>>7746641
videogames,4chan,hentai,browsing...
Shagging your mom.
What's the best place to start with Thomas Bernhard?
>>7746603
Gargoyles
Wootcutters, Yes or The Voice Imitator.
>>7746603
"Frost" is pretty amazing. Or so I've heard.
>"Yes, yes!" he said, "it’s very possible you’re right. But I’m glad you’re in good spirits, and are hunting bears, and working, and interested. Shtcherbatsky told me another story—he met you—that you were in such a depressed state, talking of nothing but death...."
>"Well, what of it? I’ve not given up thinking of death," said Levin. "It’s true that it’s high time I was dead; and that all this is nonsense. It’s the truth I’m telling you. I do value my idea and my work awfully; but in reality only consider this: all this world of ours is nothing but a speck of mildew, which has grown up on a tiny planet. And for us to suppose we can have something great—ideas, work—it’s all dust and ashes."
Do you think about death a lot, /lit/?
>>7746575
I did for a little while, but hunting straightened me out. I'll die the same way all those animals died, and there's no way around it. I look forward to that last moment before I'm extinguished.
What gives me pause is the idea of having children.
>Do you think about death a lot
Constantly and unwillingly.
>>7746575
> And for us to suppose we can have something great—ideas, work—it’s all dust and ashes.
I'll wait until I get to Tolstoy's level to get this opinion
This post gets kind of bloggy at times, but it's justt to clarify some things. If you don't likeit, don't read it.
It's been a while since I read Grendel, but being a somewhat edgy teen I've noticed some of it's principles apply immensely to modern sci-fi and writing. Grendel is pretty dark and excessively adolescent in it's "edginess," but this is entirely on purpose. People seem obsessed with violence these days, and I'm unfortunately part of this addiction to bloodshed. I interpreted Grendel as being a commentary on violence in general, and what really stuck with me was that the thing (or one of the things) that was holding Grendel back from progressing as a being was that all he really cared about was violence and gratification. After reading a certain thread (link here 7743113), it was pointed out to me that modern sci-fi echoes this in how it's largely focused on escapism, violence, and gratification for the reader rather than becoming something beautiful, insightful, and that advances humanity.
I just want to have a chat with a more cultured person than myself about what makes a book "great" or "timeless" and more than a bestseller of the week.
if i remember highschool correctly it has to have no mass
OP here. I just want to have a conversation dude. I don't know why being young means I'm automatically not worth talking to.
>>7746564
no literally in highschool they taught me that if something has no mass it moves at the speed of light and therefore doesn/t experience time, ie. is timeless
Post your writing routines. What do you do before you sit your ass down? How many words do you usually write? When do you stop? Etc.
>>7746546
I write at least 500 words per day and one poem usual abab cdcd bcbc adad.
I sit at my desk in my room with a rotating fan in the backround for static noise
I write when I feel like it. But I feel like it a lot. So this usually means everyday.
I usually write a page of absolute crap that I end up erasing to get it out of my system, then I'll turn on a podcast (usually Let's Drown Out) and write at least 700 words, if it's a good day I stop around 2500 and do something else to give myself a break. Lately the routine has not been working for me, writers block and all.
So, I remember there being a children's poem where a dwarf goes out somewhere and his house gets lonely and looks for the dwarf. In the mean time the dwarf goes back home to find his house missing. Anyone remember this? What's the name of this poem?
The Life of My Father?
>>7746538
I can't seem to find a poem with that name.
Friendly reminder that if you read less than a book a week you are a non-reader.
Friendly reminder that if you read a book for prestige, factual knowledge, or for entertainment, you are not a reader.
>>7746470
Reader is someone who reads, therefore someone who reads for X reasons is still a reader.
good thing i'm a writer then
What is the American meme trilogy
Infinite Jest
Gravity's Rainbow
Lolita
>>7746450
>Lolita
>American
zozzle
This, obviously.
Hey /lit/. I'm looking for books with dark, obsessive, twisted characters like Sutpen in Absalom, Absalom, like Notes From The Underground, like all of Thomas Bernhard's books. You're probably gonna say Blood Meridian, which is next on my list, but what else is there out there?
Don't push me 'cos I'm close to the
self bump. Anyone, any other recommendations?
damn son just read Blood Meridian its the shit
Ahab is also likely what you're looking for
I casually walked through the romance section in s Barnes and noble. Is the entire genre nothing but shirtless white dudes and girls in fancy dresses?
you already posted this thread faggot fuck off
I, dont know, op.
>>7746411
I think I remember reading that that stuff is essentially just pornography
Why was Russia so good at literature in the 19th century?
cold winters, vodka, and autism
>>7746381
oh god the pic is so good
>>7746381
Because in a 19th century Russian winter there wasn't shit to do except write.
