permanently banned from cool philosophy spaces™ for fucking with psychoanalysis just a little too hard

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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Kiana Khansmith
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Xuebing Du
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permanently banned from cool philosophy spaces™ for fucking with psychoanalysis just a little too hard
Tell me, Atlas. What is heavier; the world or its people's hearts?
Darshana Suresh, from Howling at the Moon
I think the idea of recency in media is relative to the medium. For a video game, ten years ago is ancient; for a TV show, ten years ago is a bit old; for a novel, ten years ago is piss-all – and at this point you may suspect you've spotted a pattern, whereby how old a particular piece of media needs to be to qualify as dated scales with the age of the medium, but not so: webcomics are younger than any of them, yet a webcomic from ten years ago is probably still on the same story arc.
Finally making something out of myself.
marlena by julie buntin
Anger and Guilt are emotions that sit on your chest like a child refusing to get off.
im just a normal girl . i sit near a body of water and immediately experience the entire range of human emotions
The moment I opened the document, I got scared and closed it. I knew when I finish it something will change. And I’m scared of change.
Language and the idea of being human
I think language is the prettiest human construct ever because someone thought that to communicate with each other we need to allot meanings to certain kinds of sounds and arrange them in a certain way. It is wholly rooted in the idea that in order to live, one has to connect with the other. Languages may die but the connection always lives.
if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like
“I was very fond of you, but now I’m so, so tired. I’m not happy to go, but one needn’t be happy to make another start.”
— Albert Camus, The Plague
Mornings
When I wake up every morning, the only one I want to talk to is God. I want to take all my misery from the night and pour it into him and ask why it feels like this to be a human?
Ask him why humans are made so fragile, sensitive and full of emotion?
And last of all give him a good knee-kick.
— franz kafka, from a letter to max brod
And that’s the curse that keeps me restless at nights. To break this impasse before it consumes my feeble sanity.
“I’m a monster.”
“You don’t look monstrous.”
“None of us do.”
For all the wrongs you have done me, I cannot sleep.
- Lord Shelled Bird Barber
I would like to get off this heavy feeling in my chest.