But what is the point of the roses though? The couple is not in love. The couple is not energetically pure. Roses cannot imprint beauty into people. It is not how flowers work.
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Not sure if he said this, but here we go again with romanticizing pain, suffering, and mental illness.
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I am suddenly repulsed by reading novels 🤣 but it is no surprise. It is spending way way way too much time in authors’ disturbed minds, joyless worlds, and their unhealed energies. Had enough.
This might be why I prefer episodic television and comic books than films and novels—because there’s no end. The lack of ending is true to life. Life doesn’t occur like films and novels with a focused path and a neat ending. Life is a riff, in episodes. That’s why TV/comics work.
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Why does the novel have to go anywhere. Why does it have to have a theme, why does it need to say anything. Why does it need a (sagging) middle, why does it need an end. Why does it all have to culminate into an end. Life itself doesn’t energetically culminate into an end. If you look at a tree, when does it end? It doesn’t end. But the novel about the tree has to end—why. How do you decide what is the end. And when you decide it to end, it has to be meaningful, it has to dispense a message. Why. All of it is so weird to me.
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When Booktubers rave about a classic that they can’t understand (Finnegans Wake, Ulysses, Proust), I comment: how do you know if the book is actually challenging or if the author was just incoherent? And they don’t answer. The OP is very freeing. Just because it is classic, it doesn’t mean it’s good. There are tons of beautiful sentences and moments written by authors of the past. But moments here and sentences there don’t sustain throughout the entire novel.
I understand more and more why I keep returning to my comic books. I find that I am fundamentally at odds with the concept of the novel itself. The more I look at it, the more it doesn’t make sense to me to have a beginning, a middle, and an end.
I have been asked several times what “classics” are actually crap. Here is a list (by no means exhaustive):
Jane Eyre
Wuthering Heights
Great Expectations
David Copperfield
Orlando
Ulysses
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Finnegans Wake
Atonement
The Stranger
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Why does the novel have to go anywhere. Why does it have to have a theme, why does it need to say anything. Why does it need a (sagging) middle, why does it need an end. Why does it all have to culminate into an end. Life itself doesn’t energetically culminate into an end. If you look at a tree, when does it end? It doesn’t end. But the novel about the tree has to end—why. How do you decide what is the end. And when you decide it to end, it has to be meaningful, it has to dispense a message. Why. All of it is so weird to me.
For anyone interested in learning writing / storytelling:
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What are some books/authors you have found were good for studying writing and storytelling?
Women want men to protect them physically as if they are human shields. But when a woman truly and deeply loves a man, she does not want him to be her human shield. Women need to reflect on their desire for male protection. Does she want a security officer or her true love?
The only reason you’re spiritual is because you’re trying to get more money, love, and power.
There are no other reasons.
Tom–Tom et Nana is one of my favorite cartoons. Eventually I will get the books! I also watch the French version of Curious George translated into George le petit singe. Lucky Luke is one I have not read before but know about.
People in love are well aware that Jane Austen books are not real love, love stories are not real love, and romance books are not real love. An author cannot fathom what real love is to even write about it unless they are truly healed because true love = truly healed.
If you want life to be beautiful and for art to be artful, you must first be beautiful behind your eyes. Which means what—it means truly healing so that your energy system is untwisted and undistorted; to have tip–top mental health; to not get sucked into what you fear. When you heal properly, the “ugly” you see in the world is nothing, just a laugh, not even able to seize your attention. You can’t read texts like Divine Comedy yet not understand that ugly = divine comedy.
Explains why I cannot finish adult books! I am not twisted enough. So many books read like reportage from hell or something.
What your favourite 20th century author says about you:
• Samuel Beckett: You are depressed
• Albert Camus: You are depressed
• Fyodor Dostoyevsky: You are depressed
• T.S. Eliot: You are depressed
• William Faulkner: You are depressed
• Hermann Hesse: You are depressed
• James Joyce: You are depressed
• Franz Kafka: You are depressed
• George Orwell: You are depressed
• Sylvia Plath: You are depressed
• Jean-Paul Sartre: You are depressed
• Leo Tolstoy: You are depressed
• Virginia Woolf: You are depressed




















