malingerer at the neurosis factory

'this is — a conspiracy against the age: against weight, counting, time, fractions. behold — a curtain torn to shreds: trees have the gestures of tombstones...'

[philosophybits]

“Self-control is something for which I do not strive. Self-control means wanting to be effective at some random point in the infinite radiations of my spiritual existence.”

— Franz Kafka, The Zürau Aphorisms

[pocket-deer-belly]

[ymutate]

Antonio Canova☆▪︎1757—1822

"Le Tre Grazie" 1815—1817

Marble

Scottish National Gallery

[6mayhem]

mr. substance abuser has a suggestion for how we should spend the afternoon

[quinnactually]

that's MS. substance abuser to you

[6mayhem]

sorry women sorry sorry sorry you can kick me really hard in the head

[gingik]

[byronthesecond]

Profilo di Signora 1900 Lucien-Victor Guirand de Scévola

[blasesaint]

[orcboxer]

After a 5 year hiatus, national embarrassment Conor McGregor debuts in his own mma tournament called World's Baddest Man and his very first move is to blow out his knee and collapse to the ground

[orcboxer]

[dizzyghoast]

honestly fandom has ruined me because now any time i'm in the desert and i see two vast and trunkless legs of stone or a half-sunk shattered visage i'm like "omg just like in Ozymandias" and its like come on girl not every half-sunk shattered visage is Ozymandias

[nohoperadio]

I feel that I lack certain virtues, which are considered among the most important and indispensable human virtues; and then there's a second set of virtues, widely invoked to be attributed to people who lack the first set of virtues, and are held to justify this lack, even sometimes to be the "real" virtues against which the first set are illusory or merely conventional, and I also lack this second set

[sashayed]

Der Sumpf/The Swamp

Manchen der Freunde sah ich, und den geliebtesten Hilflos versinken im Sumpfe, an dem ich Taglich vorbeigeh. Und es geschah nicht an einem Einzigen Vormittag. Viele Wochen nahm es oft; dies machte es schrecklicher. Und das Gedenken an die gemeinsamen Langen Gespräche über den Sumpf, der So viele schon birgt. Hilflos nun sah ich ihn zurückgelehnt Bedeckt mit den Blutegeln In dem schimmernden Sanft bewegten Schlamm. Auf dem versinkenden Antlitz das gräßliche Wonnige Lächeln. I beheld many friends, and the friend I loved the most, helplessly sink into the swamp I pass by daily. And a drowning was not over in a single morning. Often it took many weeks; this made it more terrible. And the memory of our long agreeing talks about the swamp, which already held so many. Powerless now I saw him leaning back covered with leeches in the shimmering softly moving slime. Upon the sinking face the ghastly blissful smile.

Bertolt Brecht (1898-1956) trans. Naomi Replansky in Poetry Magazine, December 1947 (original German)

[pissmamiii]

sick to my fucking stomach for all the times i begged to be loved and seen by anyone lmao

[capacity2]

Well I think it was brave

[shorturlisouttahere-deactivated]

in 2020

it’s going to be 420

for a whole month

[bl00dh0rs3]

[max1461]

They offered me a job as a fucker. Yeah you heard me right, a fucker. Job is to fuck things. Boss points at something and says fuck it, I fuck it. That's my job. And I'm damn good at it. Pays like dirt and wears on the mind. Wears on the mind.

[philosophybits]

“Enlightenment stands in the same relationship to things as the dictator to human beings. He knows them to the extent that he can manipulate them. The man of science knows things to the extent he can make them.”

— Max Horkheimer & Theodor W. Adorno, Dialectic of Enlightenment

[bitbd]

This is what I mean when I yearn for contemporary fiction that's unreservedly, capital-W Weird. So many anthology publishers and yet many of them never reach this level of purity.

[gatsblergh]

abortion on demand without question apology or moralization

[gatsblergh]

i literally love abortion. thank god for abortion 🩷

[xjmlm]

Pro-abortion account 🩵 get you one!