/lit/ - Literature

>author's note

I fucking hate middle class, bros.

Any books for this feel?

Please recommend me some books to cope with infinite multiplicity. I can't cope, I am unable to conceive that it is. People, objects, animals, arts, religions, faces, more faces, forgotten face, stars, dead faces, ancient bones and skull, petrol, 4chan, Indus Valley Civilization, The Dialogue of Pessimism, /gif/, Hermeticism, Black Death, Josef K, German faggots, cheeseburger, whales, Morphine...FUCK! I AM GOING INSANE.

Why does adderall make me good at writing

Is it normal for your writing to be mashups of all your favorite books/different types of media? I’m writing a fictional world but part of me feels like I’m stealing ideas from different sources and mixing them together

I come up with so many good ideas for my writing when I’m on adderall

>>19945997
bros, h-how did he do this

>>19551215
They will lie to you. Just like what they did to me. You're the Truth. Don't let that primordial whisper dominate over you.

Will is experiencing itself through us
We're its puppet slaves
Wheels of history are lubricated by blood
We're stuck in a transcendental nightmare
Endgame of Will is mysterious
We're not what we think we are
Affirm it or deny it
One is same as the other
In the valley without exist

>>19260205

>>19211658
In Pakistan the most loved and famous Russian author is Maxim Gorky.

What do the Russians think about it?

>>19210325
>The Self is always complete, fulfilled, beyond any connection with suffering, beyond taint and beyond despair

>>19202666
>>19202999
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE IS HERE HE IS FUCKING HERE

booq doesn't add up bros joso K. might be somewhere in. i don't get it, that is so confoosing.

Here's my interpretation.

Being alive feels like I am Josef K. This world feels like giant court where all people talk about omnipresent authority but I don't see his anywhere. I went to visit knowledge and he pointed me towards innumerable ideas and interpretations. People with big degrees feels like they know how to play to game and but they don't tell big news to anyone. Every breadth that I take screams guilty. I am guilty of an unknowable crime maybe that crime was being born? I don't know and I will or will not know it. I will die like a dog, without never getting what it was all about with unanswered questions in my mind in the last seconds when I will close my eyes and will never open again just like Josef K.

I accumulate the past, constantly making out of it and casting into it the present, without giving it a chance to exhaust its own duration. To live is to suffer the sorcery of the possible; but when I see in the possible itself the past that is to come, then everything turns into potential bygones, and there is no longer any present, any future. What I discern in each moment is its exhaustion, its death-rattle, and not the transition to the next moment. I generate dead time, wallowing in the asphyxia of becoming.

Other people fall into time; I have fallen out of it.
The eternity that set itself above time gives way to that other eternity which lies beneath, a sterile zone where I can desire only one thing: to reinstate time, to get back into it at any price, to appropriate a piece of it, to give myself the illusion of a place of my own.
But time is sealed off, time is out of reach; and it is the impossibility of penetrating it which constitutes this negative eternity, this wrong eternity.

Emil Cioran, THE OUT FALL OF TIME from Fall Into Time

I remember Schopenhauer said that to survive a predator has to become the living grave of hundreds of sentient beings. And if we imagine the history of life on Earth from a high vantage point we will end up with a vision of endless bodies lying dead towards an endless horizon covering every inch of Earth's surface, in whatever direction the eyes can see. Al-Ma'arri told us to walk gently on Earth because very dust is of decomposed bodies who were once sentient. More than 100 billion people have lived and died on this planet yet nothing can satisfy the hunger of blood thirsty mother nature, the wretched whore.

WE WERE ALL ONE SO WHY THE FUCK BIG BANG HAPPENED?
WHY ALL OF THIS HATE, EVIL, ENTROPY, PAIN, SUFFERING AND DEATH?

NOW I CALL MY FELLOW HUMAN BEINGS WHICH ARE ALL PART OF ME FAGGOTS AND SUBHUMANS ON AN ANONYMOUS MONGOLIAN CARTOON FORUM. I AM TOO WEAK TO SUFFER THE TORMENT OF INDIVIDUAL SELVES.

Same.

Like I am so fucking retarded my fellow retards. I watch all of these lectures by university professors and read philosophical essays/aphorism and think about all of the abstract philosophical problems but I still feel extremely retarded and get nowhere like this retarded inquire of truth is in contradiction with the me and I am so retarded that I don't know what the fuck I want even, I don't want that but Why? Why? Why? Damn I am so retarded. By saying that I am retard I am proving that I am not a retard because I am claiming to be a retard but I don't want to be a retard and this is retarded because I want to say a retard or don't? What I can say? It's all so retarded bros.

>>18097571
IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY
SAY IT TO ME NOOOOOOOW
SAY IT TO ME NAANAAOOOW
YOU FUCKING WHORE, FUCKING WHORE

https://youtu.be/JMqKOt7R_K8

>>18087885
And what is the "adult" way of reading him?

>>18087927
>He is on a weeb board
>Doesn't watch weeb shit
Huh?

>>18087971
Jokes on you fag, I live in a small town of an south asian 3rd world shithole and I am a 27 years old NEET. Life here is absurd and there are few schizos in my town who talk and act like Beckett's characters. There is one schizo who never opens his mouth except when he is in pain and lurk the streets late at night and crush cigarettes on gas meters, kek.

mfw the amount of newfags in this thread

Some primitive mysterious force is pulling my strings by giving me the illusion of having an "I" and making me think that I am the center of this universe, that my actions are totally beyond my psycho-physiological programming, that I am going to live for eternity, that this "I" is eternal and very significant, that there is redemption in this sinister world and that I am much more than food for worms.

Who is the puppet master of this comedy show, bros? Post books books on this topic.

>>18042831