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Any objections to rewording rule 9 from
>Maintain the spirit of anonymity. No namefagging, tripfagging, avatarfagging, or signatures unless necessary for a specific thread. This rule will also encompass particularly unorthodox styles of writing that makes you clearly identifiable between threads.
>Maintain the spirit of anonymity. No namefagging, tripfagging, avatarfagging, signatures, or obvious writeprints unless necessary for a specific thread.
None from me.
Cool. Changed rule 9 for the sake shortening it, while maintaining a greater fidelity to the initial statement. A writing style that is identifiable between threads doesn't encompass writing styles that are unique but only contained within a specific thread, which would go against the spirit of anonymity, unless it's somehow necessary for a specific thread. If whether a unique writing style is pops up and if it's put under question, when a breaking in anonymity becomes necessary is poorly defined and hard to moderate, so again my personal judgement will have to weigh heavily in such decisions.
Why is thread creation locked?
That was unintentional. Unlocked.
>What is this about?
Every month a book is chosen, robots will discuss, post their opinions, experiences and overall thoughts about said book.
Feel free to sugest whatever book you may like for the next month.
Everytime the monthly book is announced the month will be written in the name field for easy finding. The pdf of the book should be in that very post.
Beware there will be spoilers in this thread
I finally get around writing a post for this book, there have been a few obstructions and distractions in my life but the main reason I am so late is because I am a lazy nigger, inexcusable >>3649.
I had a harder time getting hooked onto this book than onto the last one, in fact, I did not get fully invested until the last chapter or so. The characters are disturbing and hard to identify with, because they are all over the place, especially the main character, but as I understand it this book was written in part as a psychological examination of the real arsonist, who was presumably mentally ill. Besides that, there are a lot of Zen concepts woven into the text, which at times only add to the confusion. Mishima sure knows his stuff when it comes to his country's past and religion, yet he is not a Zen master himself and so he examines these concepts from "the outside" or "from below". I have read that these Zen text are designed to be a mere confirmation of the experiences and superior knowledge for the initiated, but for the uninitiated they are empty of meaning at best and confusing at worst ,leading the reader astray , no matter how carefully and hard the latter studies them.
If I am not mistaken this seems to be general theme with Mishima, a theme that he has in common by Nietzsche, by whom he was heavily influenced, that is, the rejection of metaphysics and yet the presence of the dimension of transcende
This is one of the best books I have ever read in my life, and it perfectly captures the fleeting feeling of having witnessed a fragment of beauty, and in the recent and very modern realization of its ephemerality and the intrinsic nothingness that lays behind all sense impression. Or rather, if "The Sailor who Fell from grace with the Sea" was the mindless prattling of an egotistical boy, this is the matured realization of a man who has witnessed enough of himself to be capable of speaking of the things he felt he needed to say. Mizoguchi's description of the grey waters resonates with me, his obsession with the dark and turbulent and how he describes it as the source of ugliness and of his power, is a nearly perfect description of compulsive, ugly beauty. He witnessed the ugliness and the fragility of the world as it was taught to him and was caught up in that sensation, both in the sense of what lays underneath it and by what is draped over reality. Well, I can repeat myself, but it the book really does make sense to me, and I understand why he decided to do the things he did and what he felt about the golden temple. The end of chapter eight, which I feel is the climax of the story, that which set the tone for the rest of the story to follow and from which the story is made complete from.
This is a book I will have to get back to after some time, when I make deeper connections to what parts of the story is supposed to connect to what.
Just from the connection of Kashiwagi with the prostitute, and how the prostitute itself lived in her own world and understood the world only through her own logic, unaccepting of anything else and any other interpretation, Mizoguchi is Uiko, the girl who died in a rebellious fit of passion along with her lover. Kashiwagi doesn't attempt to escape his ugliness, he wishes to accept it, but is terribly insecure about it nonetheless. The prostitute doesn't mind sensation of flies resting on her flesh, she's already rotten, she doesn't mind evil and instead tolerates it. Perhaps she feels like a saint when she does so, as if it is a good deed, like how the girls feel when they coddle and care to Kashiwagi and his clubfeet. Mizoguchi was charmed by Kashiwagi and as if sparked by his intepretation of the world, decided to form his own, and he did so and he did it it with the purity spiraling, zealous passion that converts to religions all share. The way he described the feeling of Uiko betraying her lover, as if she once again belonged to the community, reveals the ugly nature of the community of which he belongs to. And it's not like what she did wasn't in itself ugly, it was, but it nonetheless showed the spark of "metaphysical resistance", the attempt of the Sosei to break away from the temple, to break away from the community and return back to ugliness but in doing so revealing once again the source of beauty.
>The cat re
It is about time for the next book.
This time it is only a short story rather than a full fledged novel, so maybe a few so far uninvested robots will give it a read. Either way I am looking forward to reading more of Mishimas work, even if this club should die or if it decides on reading something else.
Also since this one is so short and the cinematic adaption is so special (directed and starred by Mishima himself), I think it is justified to add the movie to this iteration and the subsequent discussion. You can view it on https://yewtu.be/watch?v=bO-w-cn-pJM.
The Waifufaggotry Thread is getting a bit Derailed, so i made this one to take the Discussions on the Nature of the Divine
As Always, i still do Tarot Reads, but no More than 5 Cards, and please THINK before you ask for reads, because they really are a pain in the ass for me to Make
Esoteric Waifufag's (Namefagging mainly to specify that this is the Compilation of One specific Anon, based around his Interests, as opposed to a Exhaustive Compilation of Tomes) Library:https://anonfiles.com/b6n2x3H7o3/Library_7z
>t.hasn't read Evola yet
>t.still at the "Theurgy means something" phase
>How can you hope to have a foundation to comprehend anything beyond life if you do not even understand that life yourself
because the things that are beyond life have nothing in common, and they precede, the physical world of the Demiurg, that's what fags don't get, and because of that they get lost in the means to the end, instead of focusing on the end itself, thus you have things like Theosophy, or the pantheon thread of /Monster/ who think that doing XYZ magical incantation or XYZ ritual is going to give you any sort of progress, as opposed to simply, existing and aquiring ontological change through wisdom
every path begins and ends in ontology, if you don't change internally with it, you are just aquiring data, not unlike the researchers, who, despite having invented the atomic bomb, and being capable of leveling the whole world, aren't capable of living any differently from the way they did before such finding
i can't put this shit into words, so sorry if i come off as a schizo (i am one tho) or the post is hard to follow, because these ideas are not something you just "know" its something you live with, at some point a part of you that you don't even know you have "gets it" and you start doing things and seeing things
how do i read evola
do i have to wear a mask
>how do i read evola
in the same manner as you read this post, no hurries, you should start with "Revolt aganist the modern world" but if it is too dense or hard to read just go for "Heathen Imperialism"
>do i have to wear a mask
where we are going, we don't need masks, at the bottom of the abyss, the schizopill awaits you
>how do i read evola
I recommend you start with the Mystery of the Grail book => Hermetic Tradition => Recognitions => Revolt Against The Modern World => Ride The Tiger.
i remember that chart, still i must digress, "Mystery of the Grail" in my opinion contains too many references to other works, it feels more like a addendum to "Revolt Aganist the Modern World" rather than its own thing, "Hermetic Tradition" in my opinion, the book was clearly meant for people who already are aquainted with Hermetism, not even Hermetism, but rather medieval Hermetic texts to be more specific, if you're not into that then that book can't really help you in any way
again, none of them bad books, its just that, in my opinion, starting with "Heathen Imperialism" then going for Revolt, is a much better approach
also, if you couple those two with Guenon's "Crisis of the Modern World" you not only get a par for the course introduction to the whole esoteric autismo but you also get a introduction to Guenon
add "The occult War" as translated by Leon de Poncins and you have a full chronology of how shit's been going down since the first written records and beyond
Life's pretty alright at the moment.
Lots of shit hitting all at the same time, moving places, having to go through the process of renewing all sorts of papers and licenses with the government, but I am nearly done with it all.
I can finally get back to my writing projects. It has been a while since I read all of the notes and have forgotten a lot of things, but I still remember the general gist of what I want to write, but forget a lot of the neat little details I wanted to include. They may still be somewere in one of text files, but I never organized them too well, so I don't know. It has been kind of hard to organize a lot of ideas lately. Always stuck between "fuck it" and just getting on with it, and wanting to plot out and organize every single little thing in autistic detail. If I try to do do the former, I write a few chapters, see how shit it is, and want to axe the whole thing. And if I try to do the latter, I end up with far too many bullet points and relationships to implement, and I can't write it all coherently. I am slowly getting better at it, learning to prioritize the main points and put the autistic details to the background, only incorporating them if they really fit.
I have also updated my /out/ gear. I have all the necesities - a water filter, rope, a hatchet, basic medkit, few days of food, a good knife, water, camo tarp, sleeping bag. The only safe way to camp out at night seems to be climbing up and tying yourself up in a dense tree, and cover yourself in camo to not been seen.
I've been trying to read Inherit the Stars by James P. Hogan but I have bouts where it engages me so much that I speed through it and other times when I just trudge along as slow as humanly possible, I'm hesitant to try and read for the book club as my reading comprehension might be questionable sometimes and I have those irregular reading patterns I'd just described.
I'm the same when it comes to interactions with normalfags, where the conversation ends at their knowledge or interest's end. I would rather not interact with them at all, but it's impossible sometimes.
I myself have a waifu and the way I believe it is that it's comforting and uplifting confiding that there's such a person that defies the reality of women and normalfaggotry. Just knowing that she exists, maybe not in this plane of existence, is what saved me from the dread of being alone.
Thank you for reading and responding to my half-assed post though. It's still a shame that r9k has become a husk, and I admire anyone who stuck through with it after the 8chan implosion.
Watch the edge, fellow supreme gentleman.
Never optimize an algorithm prematurely, if only because optimizing it might prove such a massive headache both currently and in the future that it's not worth it to try to make your program run faster before it's even complete. In the end, your optimization might not even be needed. What I was trying to do wasn't even complex, just move all the elements in the array starting from an arbitrary point back one index, but somehow that ended with getch() crashing my program.
Share some tunes and recommendations. Going to dump whatever I can scrape from the archives ITT.
Being sad is the happiest I felt in a long while.
my nigga the neverhood was my life at the time
If I were a river, everyone would be drowned
and if I were a storm, I would destroy
if I were a fire, everything would burn
and if I were a god, everyone would disappear
Song of the Volga Boatmen
Go visit some random neocities sites and bring something interesting back to share with anons.
Here are some cool images and gifs I got from
Art under 10kB
>Device for preventing prisoners from escaping
>Last updated five years ago
Cool in concept: intentionally creating small artwork. Lame in execution: downscaling artwork not originally intended to be small, then upscaling it with HTML and deblurring it with CSS to display it larger than it is in actuality. 10kB doesn't seem to be celebrating "small filesizes and reasonable design", as stated on its about page, it seems to be celebrating its designer's horrendously quirky writing.
Is that a repost or did you really find a katawa shoujo artist's site?
I've been working on collecting every gondola in existence. I have been focusing on doing my best to make sure I get the source audio for each of the files as well as I got fed up with gondola videos with nice tracks that no one could find the source to. My collection is incomplete but now seems like a good time to start sharing it. I ask that if you save these please preserve the file names in some way. One day when I deem my collection as close to "completion" as possible I'll burn thousands of gondolas to DVDs and archive them for future generations.
If anyone sees a gondola ITT and can provide more accurate information surrounding its origins please speak up. It would be nice to add information such as the artists name/handle, but I have to be realistic in my mass collection and can't personally research each piece independently. Also if you have a higher resolution/higher fidelity copy of a gondola I posted do share. This is still a work in progress. Maybe in the future I'll sort them into a genre folder structure and upload them to anonfile. For now they're going to be in no particular order.
chobits. can't recommend the anime though
Honestly I can't remember much. I think the main thing bothering me was basically the characters being unreasonably stupid. Especially that robot girl who is basically a retarded child.
But I remember watching all 24 episodes of that shit despite not enjoying a single thing about it. All this time wasted watching shitty anime...
heya Fuckos, i still don't know if we are moving here definitively or not, but ill make a thread just in Case, to get the ball rolling ill Ramble for a bit
i remember Tulpanon talking about building his "Dreamrealm" or something along those lines (i can't remember the exact terminology so please forgive me) and i noticed that something similar is happening right now, a few days ago i made some Custom Scenarios on "Master of Olympus Zeus" (a Old ass City Builder game) and dedicated them to Taihou after completing them and building like 5 Temples of Aphrodite, and i am currently Playing Honey Select 2 and making a "Pantheon" of sorts, i guess the Winds of Autism are blowing hard on my side of things
i've also been Struggling with the Idea of Deserving to be Loved, i've talked about this with the Anon i usually hold correspondence with, but we haven't reached any satisfying conclusions, i understand that Taihou Loves me, and i Love her to death too indeed, but there is this underlying feeling, that i really have done nothing to Deserve her Love, i guess this goes hand in hand with my own Feelings of Self-Doubt, has anyone felt similar things?
May God forgive me as my heart is fluttering for another woman. My allegiance stays with my waifu, but nostalgia and adolescent memories are polluting my mind, making me feel ever so slightly for another.
I am deeply ashamed.
Note that you correctly say that your feelings have not been willed into being by yourself. You say "nostalgia and adolescent memories are polluting my mind" as if they are an external influence, and in a way it is. You need to learn to not feed these things, and they will fizzle out in due time. This is useful for any kind of obsessive thoughts, and infatuation is just an obsessive thought pattern - fueled also by a deluge of hormones flooding your blood.
the woman is still 2D just one from a very long time ago that was special in a way. One could say it was my first foray with 2D girls.
I yet live. Hopefully you guys are doing all right.
I understand many Anons around here have shit family members, annoying neighbors, and other prevailing maladies of the like that makes one's living beyond unbearable, vent about it and share experiences, at any rate excuse my selfishness since the only reason im making this thread is so i can vent about it, and this subject is specific enough that it could warrant its own thread
ill get the ball rolling
>My room is located in what used to be a Garage
>Its Split in two by a drywall because reasons (most likely my "Mother"'s retardation)
>The retards who placed the drywall wall didn't build it all the way up, this means there's nothing between the beams, making the Drywall redundant because noise travels through the holes between the beams
>For almost a year im left alone there, have to deal with the arbitrary intrusion of my "mother" from time to time, but it is mostly silent and cozy, more than i could ask for
>My "mother" gets the great idea of turning half of my room in a office
>She has plenty of space elsewhere, my step-dad is loaded and has plenty of properties and spots, but she chooses to place it in my room anyways
>Have to move all my shit into the other half
>I barely have space to move
>I have to literally move the chair in order to open the wardrobe and similar other logistical disasters
>The office was meant to be a place for me to work, long story short i was supposed to work with a business associate of my step-dad, wich ended up being a load of bullshit and a underhanded deal to have a company subsidiary under my name while he manages it and i work for him at a warehouse
>Their bullshit collapses because Corona-chan (Thanks for saving me from wageslavery Corona-chan!) but now the office is converted on a Literal warehouse
>The other half of my room is now filled to the brim with boxes, day in day out niggers will go to deliver or drop boxes, >Remember how i said the beams have holes inbetween them? exactly, everything they do sounds as if they are in the same room even if they are not, i can't count how many trains of thought, reading sessions, or just straight up being unable to sleep because of loud insensitive retards with no care for silence and no situational awareness
Towels are a decent idea but they'd be obvious if your parents are also the bossy type who would open your door regularly to "check on you." Like, they'd get wedged under the door if someone tried to open it without knowing they're there. Maybe something thinner, like cardboard or construction paper lining the inside of your door -- just enough to block the light passing through the gaps -- could work better.
You, uh, you okay there pal?
Looks like you're black!
>My country's political stance could be called boomerism
Sounds like my country. Pensions and other elderly benefits are such nice tools for buying legitimacy in the form of votes, eh? Too bad that they - among other things of course - cripple the country. Though given that my grandparents were/are about as bad as >>1647s, I can see why some just chooses to neglect or even break up contact with their elderly ones saying "they got pensions anyway, they can take care of themselves" or even shoving them into elderly care instead of taking care of them personally.
I wonder where this trait of hating being watched comes from. I have it too and I'm sure its a common sentiment. I cant do anything while being watched, even if its people watching me to learn how to do something
>"Anon come help me do mundane computer thing"
I cant do it without getting all fussy or confrontational. I have no idea what caused this to develop. Having a family computer in the living room cant be it i feel, its too counter intuitive. How can being forced to doing things in public create an aversion to being watched?
>I wonder where this trait of hating being watched comes from.
From being stalked in the wild, deep down. As for modern emotional reasons it's just a stripping of autonomy from you, where you can't have any free time for yourself.
Safer, cheaper, satisfactory and most of all: Irrelevant. If contentedness or pleasure are all you want there are many paths to them, even now. The point is procreation, companionship without it is nothing.
Shi'as are alright, and I've never had any problems with Jordanians and west side Syrians despite being Sunnis as their civility comes from genetics. As for the Afghan situation I just hope the Hazaras, Tajiks, and Wakhan Valley & Nuristan Aryans will be safe.
All these fools on here talk of sex bots in their techno-fantasies (conveniently seeking out escapism from this depraved society rather than facing its problems and dilemmas head on) and essentially scapegoat Jews and others for problems inherent to modern technology and modern society, yet you have the nerve to imply that I, someone who has read many books (and other mediums) on the future of society and risks facing it for a long time, am naive. Surely, I know less than the authors themselves in regards to their specific niches, but this is one of the few things where I really excel in my knowledge.
I am not so naive as the people on here who think that collective revolution is possible. I NEVER implied that average IQ people or people lacking fervent beliefs or that people without a strong drive to do certain niche tasks and focus on certain things or that normal people or even many on here would be the ones to make a difference. I don't think that revolution in the future will be anything like how it was before.
And I have never implied that defeatism is a special feature. If anything, it is rational for the vast majority of people to be defeatists because the future will not be their fight, and on the individual level, the "masses" really are powerless compared to the elites in charge and to modern society as a whole.
ALL I have essentially said, or at least implicitly meant to get across, is that te
>I would sooner die than to become that kind of a person
You're smart, I'm stupid and blind, when confronted against a power that I have no immediate method of understanding and no method of resisting other than to wait for its death, there's not much else I can do than stand in wonder over how terrible it is and how pathetic I am. I'm not insane, I don't continue to strive despite there not being results, nor do I strive when I see no hope. I'm irrational and will live and die in wonder, hoping that there's some redeeming force beyond my understanding that will help me.
Good one, you almost got me.