deadken posted:ive not really met anyone im actually interested in in ages, im gettin p tired of being a student, people here are all morons
but honestly, you just take issue with the aesthetics of the stupidity rather than the sheer absurdity of western decadence
Dr Chen is a charlatan, he thinks as he walks out. He talks about pornography, and Dr Chen wants to talk about sexuality, as if the two have anything to do with each other. It’s cold outside. The polyglot masses drift about the high street, Nigerian women in bulky overcoats, Arab men in threadbare suits, all of them ghostly-pale. London is desaturated. There are Diwali lights strung between the buildings in a thousand colours: grey-red, grey-purple, grey-green. The yellow skins of fag-ends piled in doorways, they’re vivid, at least. Jaundice. Cancer. He imagines tumours as bright iridescent things, the giddy tumultuousness of the body’s insurrection against itself. A tumour is virile, big and meaty, full of life and insanity. That’s how he knows he’s not insane.
deadken posted:Goethestein posted:oh noo not the earth's resources. if we remove those then maybe humanity will go extinct before it develops the ability to barf itself amongst the stars. what a tragedy
we need resources so people can not die and so on i dont care about space elevat0rz
everybodys going to die eventually.
deadken posted:the thing im writing is a short piece but its full of concentrated bitterness... i really hope i dont fall in love before its finished
i don't feel like my bitterness is gone, rather transmuted in kewler and more interesting ways
AmericanNazbro posted:what do you do now impper? do you still fuck and destroy, but more tepidly? or do you sit on the sidelines, benched, with a yearning gaze turned at the adolescent bar bros with popped collar polos; longing for the halcyon days of being a mega-fucker
somehow i hate the bar bros way more than i ever really did. but i'm not sure how i feel about that.
Impper posted:it is a feeling of succor or relief, along with a deadening (or darkening) of everything outside the little relief shell
that sounds a lot gayer than just doing drugs man
AmericanNazbro posted:Impper posted:it is a feeling of succor or relief, along with a deadening (or darkening) of everything outside the little relief shell
that sounds a lot gayer than just doing drugs man
that's because.. i'm foehkn gaey.. bro.. didnt u kno
i wonder, do you fall in love with the person, or an ideal of the person? is love a warm blanket that ensconces the soul, sheltering it from brutal externalities that churn and disfigure the soul from within? i've had this creeping feeling that if love is a warming idea that invigorates the soul, then the transcendental, timeless idea of communism is love. an abstract ideal, made manifest through the personification of Christ and Stalin.
this, i wonder...
deadken posted:Goethestein posted:
deadken posted:
Goethestein posted:
children are useful as tax shelters and retirement plans
having a child is enormously expensive and even if you do manage to recoup some of it at retirement age all it'll do is ease your greying twilight years whereas you wasted most of your time of peak productivity and potential happiness maintaining the world's least efficient savings account. far better to just put some wads of money in a mattress every so often. if you like you can give the mattress a smiley face and enact oedipal dramas around it and lose your hair worrying over its welfare and so on
a child is a lot like a sports car in that its a pointless extravagance required of you once you hit a certain social stratum
ya and much like a sports car it drains the earth of its resources, contributes to the suffering of millions, and makes you into a preening twat who talks about the thing the whole time
also Jeremy Clarkson will try to get into it
ggw posted:she's cheating on you, bro
MEH.
Cycloneboy posted:ggw posted:she's cheating on you, bro
MEH.
AmericanNazbro posted:ebullience haha, that's a good word
i wonder, do you fall in love with the person, or an ideal of the person? is love a warm blanket that ensconces the soul, sheltering it from brutal externalities that churn and disfigure the soul from within? i've had this creeping feeling that if love is a warming idea that invigorates the soul, then the transcendental, timeless idea of communism is love. an abstract ideal, made manifest through the personification of Christ and Stalin.
this, i wonder...
U have ascended son *trotskyist imps scatter into Unknown Darkness, squealing 'what IS trotskyism?' as flights of maoists sing u to rest*
Goethestein posted:women are more likely to be employed than men, get better grades, are more likely to graduate college, work less dangerous jobs, die later, have better health, are substantially less likely to be murdered or commit suicide, and have an easier time getting government benefits. just a few Facts 4 u~
also they're more likely to believed if they're beaten by an opposite sex partner and will spend less time in prison for the same crimes.
EmanuelaOrlandi posted:im a bit sceptical about this whole rape by envelopment thing cycloneboy. how about you write a thread about teh bizarre and ridiculous series of events that lead you to be interested in the made up nonexistent bullshit pipedream that is rape by envelopment
i looked up male rape victimization out of curiousity.
Goethestein posted:if somebody watches a porno with rape by envelopment in it, does that mean that he is going to be more likely to beat up men, or hold them down and work his asshole around their dongs against their will? these are important publicly safety questions, not to be dismissed lightly
tpaine posted:I am now in love with the McRib.