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kafkabot · 5 months
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urmomswifesworld · 4 months
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rendingrocks · 9 months
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"The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth."
Georges Bataille
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I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness.
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funeral · 7 months
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Neil Cornwell, The Absurd in Literature
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hamoodmood · 1 year
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quotestomorals · 8 months
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As a child, I considered such unknowns sinister. Now, though, I understand they bear no ill will. The universe is, and we are.
SOLANUM, The Outer Wilds
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s-n · 24 days
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What is the taste of the color that lies beyond the ultraviolet end of your imagination?
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amicus-noctis · 7 months
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his-heart-hymns · 7 months
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I know of no better life purpose than to perish in attempting the great and the impossible.
-Friedrich nitzsche
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I'm Franz Kafka if he had mommy issues instead and was just a girl in a world. (the world being tumblr)
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kafkabot · 8 months
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"Anyone who cares about you has to realize that you need a little looking after."
Letters to Milena, Franz Kafka
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jjongslight · 6 months
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Taemin and Bataille (a match made in eroticism).
Quotes from Bataille's work :
Pleasure only starts once the worm has got into the fruit; to become delightful, happiness must be tainted with poison.
If I want to realize totality in my consciousness, I have to relate myself to an immense, ludicrous, and painful convulsion of all of humanity.
I don't want your love unless you know i am repulsive,and love me even as you know it.
In what will survive me I am in harmony with my annihilation.
The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.
I enjoyed the innocence of unhappiness and of helplessness; could I blame myself for a sin which attracted me, which flooded me with pleasure precisely to the extent it brought me to despair?
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rendingrocks · 1 year
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"We want to decipher skies and paintings, go behind these starry backgrounds or these painted canvases and, like kids trying to find a gap in a fence, try to look through the cracks in the world."
The Cruel Practice of Art, Georges Bataille
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golden-letters · 6 months
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it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury / signifying nothing.
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blrrblog · 7 months
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“Why do I keep running?”
I ask myself as I stare up at the sky.
“Why do I bother fighting? Why do I keep trying to fight back against this cruel, indifferent world?”
I know that no matter how hard I try, I cannot stop the pain of existence. The suffering, the misery, never seem to leave me. So why do I keep fighting it?
Perhaps it is the struggle itself to find meaning that gives me purpose in life. Perhaps the fact that we will never reach the state of “living” without “suffering” is exactly what makes us human.
And perhaps, in my own weird, twisted way, I do not wish for this suffering to end. I do not wish to stop my misery.
Because I find an odd pleasure in living this way.
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