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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sat Nov 10, 2018 9:43 pm

Existential Comics

Philosophy is important because someone has to tell college freshmen that they are all fucking idiots and literally every single thing they believe is wrong and dumb.


So, is that my job here or yours?

It's horrifying to think of a world without philosophy. Imagine it, everyone would just accept it as a matter of course that chairs and stuff actually exist.

Providing of course they actually do.

we all must die, but in a sense, we can live forever in the hearts and minds of our haters

For one thing, define forever.

Here's a simple rule of thumb to remember when politics gets complicated: Communism is good, and not communism is bad.

Anyone here dare to differ?

Liberals are great because you know the slide into fascism will be very politely disagreed with.

On the other hand, maybe there are different kinds.

An existential crisis is when you are like "shit, life sucks, nothing is even worth doing." You overcome it when you drink your morning coffee.

On the other hand, maybe there are different kinds.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sun Nov 11, 2018 12:20 am

David Hockney

I love California; everything is so artificial.


And not just Hollywood.

In the end nobody knows how it's done - how art is made. It can't be explained. Optical devices are just tools. Understanding a tool doesn't explain the magic of creation. Nothing can.

Right, like that will stop them.

No theoretician, no writer on art, however interesting he or she might be, could be as interesting as Picasso. A good writer on art may give you an insight to Picasso, but, after all, Picasso was there first.

Anyone here foolish enough to explain that?

I usually only draw myself in down periods... I suppose that's why I often draw myself looking grim. I just think, 'Let's have a look in the mirror.' When you are alone and you look in a mirror you never put on a pleasing smile. Well, you don't, do you?

C.C. Baxter: The mirror... it's broken.
Fran Kubelik: Yes, I know. I like it that way. Makes me look the way I feel.


If you go too far with naturalism, there is no need to even organize; just look and paint what you see until the canvas ends.

Works that way with philosophy too. If you don't count all the times it doesn't.

In art, new ways of seeing mean new ways of feeling; you can't divorce the two, as, we are now aware, you cannot have time without space and space without time.

So: Abstract art, abstract feeling?
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sun Nov 11, 2018 7:53 pm

Russell Banks

Go, my book, and help destroy the world as it is.


Nope, not yet.

When you are a long way from where you think you belong, you will attach yourself to people you would otherwise ignore or even dislike.

No way that I ever did.
No way that I ever would?


One hates a person for the same reason one loves him.

We'll have to know the person first of course.

What you believe matters, however. It’s all anyone has to act on. And since what you do is who you are, your actions define you. If you don’t believe anything is true simply because you can’t logically prove what’s true, you won’t do anything. You won’t be anything. You’ll end up spending your life in a rocking chair looking out at the horizon waiting for an answer that never comes. You might as well be dead. It’s an old philosophical problem.

Trust me: there actually are alternatives.

But when you’re a kid it’s like you’re wearing these binoculars strapped to your eyes and you can’t see anything except what’s in the dead center of the lenses.

Either that or x-ray specs.

All those happy, pretty, successful people--he hated them because he knew they didn't really exist, and he hated even more the magazine that glorified them and in a way that made them exist, actors, rock musicians, famous writers, politicians. Those aren't people, he fumed, they're photographs.

Let's just call it sour grapes and move on.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sun Nov 11, 2018 10:40 pm

The Dead Author

Socrates taught me that it's ok to rather be dead.


Not only that but [to the best of my knowledge] he still is.

The problem with writing about depression is that you have to be depressed to have something to say about it, but not depressed to be able to say it.

He means just one of the problems of course.

godot taught me that it's never too late.

On the other hand, he always does eventually show up.

Life is waiting for death while trying to keep your phone charged.

You know, among other things.

Friedrich Nietzsche was born on this day in 1844, German philosopher who declared god dead but never gave up hope that he'd find a girlfriend.

So, did he?

You are filled with organs and a skeleton. The rest is up to you.

That con't be good.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Mon Nov 12, 2018 12:21 am

David Sedaris

I can't promise I'll never kill anyone again, he once said, strapping a refrigerator to his back. It's unrealistic to live your life within such strict parameters.


That's probably the refrigerator talking.

When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity.

Let's take this to its logical conclusion.

It make one's mouth hurt to speak with such forced merriment.

And then to the assholes who force you to.

He die one day, and then he go above of my head to live with your father.
He weared the long hair, and after he died, the first day he come back here for to say hello to the peoples.
He nice, the Jesus.


The fractured English Jesus.

I don't know how these couples do it, spend hours each night tucking their kids in, reading them books about misguided kittens or seals who wear uniforms, and then reread them if the child so orders. In my house, our parents put us to bed with two simple words: "Shut up." That was always the last thing we heard before our lights were turned off. Our artwork did not hang on the refrigerator or anywhere near it, because our parents recognized it for what it was: crap. They did not live in a child's house, we lived in theirs.

Next think you know they're serial killers.

As I searched the atlas for somewhere to run to, Hugh made a case for his old stomping grounds. His first suggestion was Beirut, where he went to nursery school. His family left there in the midsixties and moved to the Congo. After that, it was Ethiopia, and then Somalia, all fine places in his opinion.
Let's save Africa and the Middle East for when I decide to quit living, I said.


Let's decide if this is racist.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Mon Nov 12, 2018 5:46 pm

Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Doesn't quite carry the punch it once did.

A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.

Doesn't quite carry the punch it once did.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

On the other hand, he thought, I bore myself least of all.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Then on to the next one.

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.

At least we've got death to look forward to.

Why do men think you can pick love up and re-light it like a candle? Women know when love is over.

Any women here who don't?
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Mon Nov 12, 2018 8:00 pm

tiny nietzsche

there's no crying in nihilism


It's the wrong nihilism then.

pick a fear, any fear

Death, for example, or Kids.

me: I can't stop entropy
doktor: have you tried letting it happen
me: I'm uncomfortable with that result


Like that has anything to do with it.

happy birthday carl sagan! I hope one of those billions and billions of stars is you

Hmm. Is that even possible?

one more day to get it half right

Or: one more day to get it half wrong.

any sufficiently advanced magic is indistinguishable from postmodernism

Let's deconstruct this.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Tue Nov 13, 2018 12:16 am

Barbara W. Tuchman

Pessimism is a primary source of passivity.


As well it should be.

History was finite and contained within comprehensible limits. It began with the Creation and was scheduled to end in a not indefinitely remote future with the Second Coming, which was the hope of afflicted mankind, followed by the Day of Judgment. Within that span, man was not subject to social or moral progress because his goal was the next world, not betterment in this. In this world he was assigned to ceaseless struggle against himself in which he might attain individual progress and even victory, but collective betterment would only come in the final union with God.

Yep, that's what they tell us alright.

Preconceived, fixed notions can be more damaging than cannons.

Fortunately, here they are just ridiculous.

When at last it was over, the war had many diverse results and one dominant one transcending all others: disillusion.

Maybe we'll have better luck with the next one.

The obverse of facile emotion in the 14th century was a general insensitivity to the spectacle of pain and death.

The good old days let's call them.

Little attention was paid, because the German people, no matter how hungry, remained obedient.

Let's decide: genes or memes?
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Tue Nov 13, 2018 1:04 am

Douglas Rain, the voice of HAL, died today...

HAL

I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.


Some of you ought to try that here.

Look Dave, I can see you're really upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over.

And how far is that from human nature?

I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm afraid.

So, is he really?

It can only be attributable to human error.

Not much can't be of course.

I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission.

HAL, the bullshitter

The 9000 series is the most reliable computer ever made. No 9000 computer has ever made a mistake or distorted information. We are all, by any practical definition of the words, foolproof and incapable of error.

Of course he's programmed to say that.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Tue Nov 13, 2018 5:18 pm

José Saramago

You’re very poetic.
No, just sad.


Let's try this...
You're very philosophical.
No, just _____________.


When I think about it, I have no idea who you are, but that's not important, what matters is that we care about each other.

How idiotic is that?!
You know, if that's what it is.


We all have our moments of weakness, just as well that we are still capable of weeping, tears are often our salvation, there are times when we would die if we did not weep.

Anyone here weeping now?

Will we ever learn that certain things can be understood only if we take the trouble to trace them to their origins.

And that would be the Big Bang, right?
Or, sure, the Garden of Eden.


...in order to invent heaven and hell a man would need to know nothing except the human body...

That will do it.

I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind. Blind but seeing. Blind people who can see, but do not see.

In other words, they don't see what we see.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Tue Nov 13, 2018 9:28 pm

Philosophy Tweets

"Philosophy begins in wonder. And, at the end, when philosophic thought has done its best, the wonder remains.” Alfred North Whitehead


Think about that, Mr. Objectivist. Or at least try to.

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality." Emily Dickinson

In poems maybe.

"Thinking begins only when we have come to know that reason, glorified for centuries, is the stiff-necked adversary of thought." Martin Heidegger

So, where does "Sieg Heil!" fit in here?

"Man acts as though he were the shaper and master of language, while in fact language remains the master of man." Martin Heidegger

So, where does "Sieg Heil!" fit in here?

"Where there is no hope, we must invent it." Albert Camus

If only for the next life.

“Beware the man of a single book.” Thomas Aquinas

The Bible in particular. Or Atlas Shrugged.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Wed Nov 14, 2018 12:21 am

Barbara Kingsolver

Misunderstanding is my cornerstone. It's everyone's, come to think of it. Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet.


Assuming of course you are not misundstanding this.

It is true that I do not speak as well as I can think. But that is true of most people, as nearly as I can tell.

As nearly as anyone can tell in all likelihood.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

Don't expect mine to ever reach it.

The most important thing about a person is always the thing you don't know.

Not unlike the least important thing for some.

If we can't, as artists, improve on real life, we should put down our pencils and go bake bread.

Right, and who gets to decide what that is?

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.

Fatherhood? Forget about it.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Wed Nov 14, 2018 6:01 pm

Lidia Yuknavitch

I never felt crazy, I just felt gone away.


Me too. But crazy was always in the vicinity.

Sometimes saviors look different than you thought they would.

If you thought they existed at all.

Have endless patterns and repetitions accompanying your thoughtlessness, as if to say let go of that other more linear story, with its beginning, middle, and end, with its transcendent end, let go, we are the poem, we have come miles of life, we have survived this far to tell you, go on, go on.

Or not of course.

It's a movie about everything. This world we live in. The bodies we're stuck with. The lives we get whether we want them or not. How hard you have to work just to get through a fucking day without killing yourself.

And that's just the opening credits.

We misfits are the ones with the ability to enter grief. Death. Trauma. And emerge.

Hurrah for us...

You can be a drunk. You can be a survivor of abuse. You can be an ex-con. You can be a homeless person. You can lose all your money or your job or a husband or a wife, or the worst thing imaginable, a child. You can lose your marbles. You can be standing inside your own failure, a small sad stone in your throat, and still you are beautiful, your story is worth hearing, because you--you rare and phenomenal misfit--are the only one in the world who can tell the story the way that only you can.

Providing there are others willing to listen.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Wed Nov 14, 2018 9:21 pm

so sad today

wish i could wear a mask every day


Who's going to stop you?

regret or it didn't happen

That works for me.

i’m cynical because, like, look around

Fuckin' A!

the miracle of life is annoying

When it isn't downright infuriating.

ever just feel tired for your entire life

Yeah, so far.

i’m starting to think that feelings are just going to keep happening

If only until the day you die. Though maybe not even then.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Thu Nov 15, 2018 12:14 am

Lillian Hellman

Fashions in sin change.


Not unlike fashions in virtue.

Drinking makes uninteresting people matter less and late at night, matter not at all.

Clearly though with any number of exceptions.

God forgives those who invent what they need.

Let's bring that down to earth.

Haven't you lived in the South long enough to know that nothing is ever anybody's fault?

Unless you count liberals.

Nothing, of course, begins at the time you think it did.

Let alone at the time it ought to.

Styles in wit change so.

So, just grin and bear it.
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Postby iambiguous » Thu Nov 15, 2018 6:08 pm

John Fowles from The Collector

People who teach you cram old ideas, old views, old ways, into you. Like covering plants with layer after layer of old earth; it's no wonder the poor things so rarely come up fresh and green.


Let's blame the ruling class.

You hate the political buisness of nationality. You hate everything, in politics and art and everything else, that is not genuine and deep and necessary. You don't have time for silly trivial things. You live seriously. You don't go to silly films, even if you want to; you don't read cheap newspapers; you don't listen to trash on the wireless and the telly; you don't waste time talking about nothing. You use your life.

For most folks though, there's reality.

But however good you get at translating personality into line or paint it's no go if your personality isn't worth translating.

Mine? Well, it might be.

If there is a God he's a great loathsome spider in the darkness.

If there is a God, what are the odds of that? But point taken.

But forgetting's not something you do, it happens to you.

Not unlike not forgetting.

Some people would say you're only a drop, your word-breaking is only a drop, it wouldn't matter. But all the evil in the world's made up of little drops. It's silly talking about the unimportance of the little drops. The little drops and the ocean are the same thing.

Not counting all the times they are anything but.
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Postby iambiguous » Thu Nov 15, 2018 7:56 pm

Philosophy Tweets

"A boundary is not that at which something stops, but that from which something begins." Martin Heidegger


Here's a wild thought: It's both!

"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." Albert Camus

Absolutely free? :lol: :lol: :lol:
But, sure, point taken.

“The only thing more dangerous than ignorance is arrogance” Albert Einstein

Arrogant ignorance and the fucking Kids.
A new thread maybe?


“Coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous.” Albert Einstein

Does He know that?

"Everything you say should be true, but not everything true should be said." Voltaire

Fuck it, he thought, I'll say them anyway.

“Doubt is an uncomfortable condition, but certainty is a ridiculous one.” Voltaire

Always important to bump this one.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Fri Nov 16, 2018 12:17 am

Colson Whitehead

He was a mote cycling in the wheels of a giant clock. Millions of people tended to this magnificent contraption, they lived and sweated and toiled in it, serving the mechanism of metropolis and making it bigger, better, story by glorious story and idea by unlikely idea. How small he was, tumbling between the teeth.


Any motes here?

I feel about my phone the way horror-movie ventriloquists feel about their dummies: It's smarter than me, better than me, and I will kill anyone who comes between us.

And how pathetic is that?

At ninety, everything is air and the difference between you and the medium of your passage is disintegrating with every increment of the ascension.

Or, for some, at fifty.

In his mind, the business of existence was about minimizing consequences. The plague had raised the stakes, but he had been in training for this his whole life.

Hell, he thought, I'll train if you will.

Cora had heard Michael recite the Declaration of Independence back on the Randall plantation many times, his voice drifting through the village like an angry phantom. She didn't understand the words, most of them at any rate, but 'created equal' was not lost on her. The white men who wrote it didn't understand it either, if 'all men' did not truly mean all men.

And it certainly didn't include all women.

Well, imagine you are alone in a room. Are you the best, most special person in the room right now? Yes. That's the gift of being alone.

If not the sheer genius.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Fri Nov 16, 2018 7:17 pm

Viet Thanh Nguyen

But while science fiction imagined time travelers as moving forward or backward in time, this timepiece demonstrated a different chronology. The open secret of the clock, naked for all to see, was that we were only going in circles.


Of course he's only paraphrasing Nietzsche.

But to a bureaucrat paper was never just paper. Paper was life!

Or, at the very least, it pays the bills.

Every paranoid person is right at least once, said the tall sergeant. When he dies.

On the other hand, is anyone here planning to live forever?

Really ingenious, he said. He had a Minnesotan’s admiration for resourcefulness in the face of hardship, bred by generations of people one very bad winter away from starvation and cannibalism.

Somewhat exagerated perhaps. But, sure, maybe not.

I was no more than the garment worker who made sure the stitching was correct in an outfit designed, produced, and consumed by the wealthy white people of the world. They owned the means of production, and therefore the means of representation, and the best that we could ever hope for was to get a word in edgewise before our anonymous deaths.

That's how it works in a world owned and operated by nihilists whose lives revolve almost entirely around "show me the money". Civilization some call it.

For a long time I felt bad. I wondered why I didn’t want to learn Japanese, why I didn’t already speak Japanese, why I would rather go to Paris or Istanbul or Barcelona rather than Tokyo. But then I thought, Who cares? Did anyone ask John F. Kennedy if he spoke Gaelic and visited Dublin or if he ate potatoes every night or if he collected paintings of leprechauns? So why are we supposed to not forget our culture? Isn’t my culture right here since I was born here?”

Let's just say you can take this too far.
He was like a man who wanted to change all; and could not; so burned with his impotence; and had only me, an infinitely small microcosm to convert or detest. John Fowles

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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sat Nov 17, 2018 12:17 am

Mario Vargas Llosa

Light literature, along with light cinema and light art, give the reader and the viewer the comfortable impression that they are cultured, revolutionary, modern and in the vanguard without having to make the slightest intellectual effort. Culture that purports to be avant-garde and iconoclastic instead offers conformity in its worst forms: smugness and self-satisfaction.


Next up: Light philosophy.

Living is worth the effort if only because without life we could not read or imagine stories.

Providing of course you are not entangled 24/7 in just subsisting.

Because in the civilization of the spectacle, intellectuals are of interest only if they play the fashion game and become clowns.

Not sure of the context here but maybe that doesn't even matter.

The search for liberty is simply part of the greater search for a world where respect for the rule of law and human rights is universal—a world free of dictators, terrorists, warmongers and fanatics, where men and women of all nationalities, races, traditions and creeds can coexist in the culture of freedom, where borders give way to bridges that people cross to reach their goals limited only by free will and respect for one another's rights.

In that case, what if we really do live in the best of all possible worlds?

Because of literature we can decipher, at least partially, the hieroglyphic that existence tends to be for the great majority of human beings.

Let's pretend we know what that means.

The naive idea that, through education, one can transmit culture to all of society is destroying ‘higher culture’, because the only way of achieving this universal democratization of culture is by impoverishing culture, making it ever more superficial.

Let's pretend we know what that means.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sat Nov 17, 2018 2:33 am

Nein

Ontology: What the fuck?


Teleology: Why the fuck?

Our fact-check is now complete. None were found.

Just another day in the Oval Office.

Sorry, October. Nothing surprised us.

Anything surprise you?

Everyone in favor of saving democracy, please raise your consciousness.

He'll tell you when to stop. And where to in all likelihood.

Our discontent. It can’t wait for winter.

Still, this one will be brutal.

Monday afternoon. It cordially invites you to share in its tenuous equilibrium between quiet desperation and impotent rage.

And then well into the night.
Not unlike the next six.
He was like a man who wanted to change all; and could not; so burned with his impotence; and had only me, an infinitely small microcosm to convert or detest. John Fowles

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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sat Nov 17, 2018 7:17 pm

Dave Eggers

Think too much and you know you are nothing. Think just enough and you know you are small, but important to some. That's the best you can do.


Me, I was willing to settle for a lot less.

Morning comes like a scream through a pinhole.

Does that make any sense at all?
Still, I like it.


You will die, and when you die, you will know a profound lack of dignity. It's never dignified, always brutal. What's dignified about dying? It's never dignified. And in obscurity? Offensive. Dignity is an affectation, cute but eccentric, like learning French or collecting scarves. And it's fleeting and incredibly mercurial. And subjective. So fuck it.

Okay, but, sooner or later, there it is.

I lost someone very close to me and afterward I believed I could have saved him had I been a better friend to him. But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.

Actually, everyone disappears period.

Maybe he was more than the sum of his broken parts.

On the other hand, the parts stay broken.

They were so in love with the world, and so disappointed in every aspect of it.

That almost doesn't make sense.
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sat Nov 17, 2018 9:36 pm

so sad today

it's not that everything is meaningless but...


...but it might be.

a positive feeling can fuck you up forever

I'll let you know if I ever have one.

my most endearing quality is not talking to anyone

Next up: not listening to anyone.

sorry but the password must contain the euphoric moment before you cum and the depressing moment after

And [of course] no more than six characters.

things i fear:
the unknown
the known


Me too. But it's the other way around.

recovering from being alone by being alone

Is there any other way?
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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sun Nov 18, 2018 12:22 am

Robert Cormier

The beautiful part of writing is that you don't have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon.


On the other hand, with writing what does it really mean to get it right the first time?

It's amazing that the heart makes no noise when it cracks.

Not unlike all the other organs, right?

He hated to think of his own life stretching ahead of him that way, a long succession of days and nights that were fine - not good, not bad, not great, not lousy, not exciting, not anything.

Beats not fine though.

He was intrigued by the power of words, not the literary words that filled the books in the library but the sharp, staccato words that went into the writing of news stories. Words that went for the jugular. Active verbs that danced and raced on the page.

"Impeach" for example.

The possibility that hope comes out of hopelessness and that the opposite of things carry the seeds of birth - love out of hate, good out of evil. Didn't flowers grow out of dirt?

That and fertilizer.

Cities fell. Earth opened. Planets tilted. Stars plummeted. And the awful silence.

The deafening silence as some prefer.
He was like a man who wanted to change all; and could not; so burned with his impotence; and had only me, an infinitely small microcosm to convert or detest. John Fowles

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Re: a thread for mundane ironists

Postby iambiguous » Sun Nov 18, 2018 7:57 pm

David Hockney

Perspective is a law of optics. The Chinese did not have a system like it. Indeed, it is said they rejected the idea of the vanishing point in the eleventh century, because it meant the viewer was not there, indeed, had no movement, therefore was not alive.


An Eastern thing apparently.

With chemical film, it was possible to alter photographs, but you had to be an expert. That's not true any more. The LA Times fired a photographer at the beginning of the Iraq War for editing two shots together. Photography is crumbling. Certainly it is for the newspapers a bit now, isn't it? There will be painting again, absolutely!

Nope, not yet.

People tend to forget that play is serious.

On the other hand, there's probably a good reason for that.

I believe that the problem of how you depict something is a formal problem. It's an interesting one and it's a permanent one; there's no solution to it. There are a thousand and one ways you can go about it. There's no set rule.

On the other hand, how formal is that?

I have always believed that art should be a deep pleasure. I think there is a contradiction in an art of total despair, because the very fact that the art is made seems to contradict despair.

Not counting mine of course.

There's a hierarchy. Why do I pick out that thing, that thing, that thing?

Well, it's either you or the immutable laws of matter.
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