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- Wed, 28 Oct 2020 01:41:51 EST qRRPQuFs No.71581
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The Graceful Eyes of the Tiger:

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- Sat, 24 Oct 2020 19:55:37 EST PgOVnJwx No.71578
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"Score's up," Dmitri said, in the fire tent command, the name the old stools gave for the patrol basis grid on the island's security center. They were in charge of preventing incidents, 'fires', any breakdown of the base-grid's circuitry from unusual shifts in data-hedges of pattern.

Island City One, above Costa Pacifica Non, a rice-kelp farming planet somewhere outside hex-delta, was the capital control unit, where all the commerce strains of farming data fed through. The rest of the planet, was industrial agrotarian, but this place, was a resort capital, for pornography, numbers rackets, and abrogated control of industry by executives.

Inspector Max, the Cartel Chief, had been after the Sindi family for a day, after it came up they were running a black market business in porn numbers to undersea workers. Cracked hulls, corporate was afraid of, get them on anything. Turned out, Max found out, Riji Nar Sindi, the eldest daughter, was a big girl. Just a matter of the right lure.

After dropping her an illegal porn net subscription, she found the proferred work, a pirated juvenile access to a subpar show on a big housemother, from Juris Ten, a homemaker's planet of retired nuns and orphans in marital harmony. A movie maker's planet, for modern morals. Riji had remembered watching it, when it was allowed, for her age bracket, but not her financial class, the first tail scoop he had on her. Illegal access fetter, easy mark.

"Fat eater," Max had muttered, when he dropped the suggestion, into the undernet.

Now, Inspector Max and Dmitri, his sidekick assistant, the pistol man, were walking through the streets of the hovering city, the dawny and dark skies overhead. He wanted to check with his contact, on the location of the girl. Full scan-downs were strictly prohibited, except in times of war with Riga-Tel, an alien nexus civilization nearby, of insect carnivids, in which case, the entire island was evacuated and the sewage mains ducted out into a full dump of biochemicals into the ocean, to stratify the kelp crop into a miner's ore of fungus weavels to eat for the sea miners.

But until that day happened, what the island dwellers called, 'The Big Chump', this was Inpsector Max's beat.

"Obtrusive," Maxie muttered, to Dmitri, as Dmitri showed him a picture of Riji, a buxom woman with heathered hair, somewhat frazzled.

Inspector Max, sat at the computer screen, in the partychat, at the holo-vid bar. It was an old concept, a porn theater, but this one, was new to him, because the girls, were skinny, and they wore shiny coat suits, with glasses and sparkly hair. Skinny, thin, black hair, wet hair, all the types of women an old suit-wrench could ever want. Adjusting in his pants, with that burlap jog-jumper on, he cued up the feed, hunting his target.

His old friend, MissLeather, that knew every crime gal on Island City One, flashed up.

"Well, Maxie, how's the hang hatch." She winked, as the credits on his loaded chip disk began to hatch on, on the private chat. She spread her legs, a bevel grind coming out of the 'boot', the old purple dildo joystick on her chair, before her. "I assume you want another latte?"

Max grinned a toothy grin, his arched, pulpous nose wrinkling as he pushed up his old cave prospector's hat. "No, sorry, Leather. I want information. There's been a stock run, on an old tape, the girls at the beauty character dash have been looking at. One of these girls, got a crime tie. Where's she at?"

MissLeather frowned, and leaned to the side, typing at her register. There were chimes and chatters, everyone loved Inspector Max, the fire patrol media officer on the island, he was so non-threatening, but in a way, he could slug anyone they wanted. A tap, went through the data, and a giggle, from a little girl come out, the sprixie gnome types that loved snitching on big women.

"I got it, Maxie!" came a little whine. "She's heading to the hangar flight deck, looks like you picked it up too soon. Five quadrants over, give Demmy my love."

Dmitri shrugged and looked away, as Max pulled his credit disc out and shoveled it into his black plastic front pouch. He haltered off the seat, and slapped Dmitri on the back, both of them walking out.
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William Shakestone - Tue, 27 Oct 2020 17:54:41 EST ylxQEmun No.71580 Reply
You gotta work on reducing your exposition and maybe do less flitting around in time for your narration. Try to keep the text chronologically in one place for at least a page at a time.

Three Cents and a Button Cupcake

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- Fri, 02 Oct 2020 02:37:19 EST PgOVnJwx No.71570
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It was a harsh day waking up, for jobless Donald Crasty. He wanted to make it as a writer, but all he could write was his tongue down a bottle of whiskey, like he was making love to a woman. Whiskey had all the burning pain of masturbation when you were fucked up on pornography, but it made you feel sick, so there was a purpose to things.

In this, he exulted.

Donald Crasty, placing on his shirt and a pair of underwear, having slept nude due to his fixation on pornographic sex online, shuffled heavily to his computer. It was something like five, six PM, not a bad hour to wake up, on disability for years now, trying to get a job doing something easy. Meaning, he could afford a woman, without working as physical labor, and busting out his back any worse than the acid had already done it.

The nefarious forces of children's media, and these communist days we call Delaware congeniality, had already sighted young Donald, knowing that he had a pair of sharp hands, and that meant, he didn't have a smooth skull.

"Wow, I didn't know you could play with a butt, other than putting something in it," they said at the local Riddle Spot, a term for a gesture corner on the modern internet in these latent days of summer's end of mankind. Soon, it would be winter, time for another genocide, but in the meantime, the humans were masturbating, as they always would be. Within a century, gay would come back, and masturbation would stop, but until then, people were celebrating being single.

Cowboy Katana, Donald's handle, registered an entry to the server, and caught the tail end of the chat. The girl that said it, was on many aliases, a woman named Doris Cakes to his memory. He was always intrigued at how she wrote, like the other booty queens, but she never mentioned it. There was something about that reference to butt, she always made, not a pair of full, thick cheeks, but a rifle butt, jamming into his skull, making him jack off so hard that he wanted to be a prisoner of war in some foreign camp, held in a cell and interrogated for whatever pornography fantasy could be sold to teenage males back home.

He just needed a job, and little did he know, he had the right attitude.

It was a hot tamale tonight.

VJ had been around the block, and by that, he meant, he had been with women, real women, but he was looking for something, and that something, wasn't looking for him. It was looking right at him. He needed to find whatever kid, those space lizards, were after, and save him, before the big man with the master plan, had another jock-boy strapped in to an electric chair. He had been in a strapdown in the big house, a major confinement facility, with all those crimes of mankind holding him down, like he was some kind of shaking patient in a death's head asylum. He didn't like it, and neither did his fawning little alias, of himself, Ricey Devil Girl, a hot pawty girl with a frog hoodie, that he knew could save the man he was after.

Old Nickel was watching, with his friends at the state police, trying to figure out if Donald Crasty was gay, but little did they realize it, nobody was gay, but them. People were scoring, and that meant, they were shooting hoops. Not fences.

Slim Jim Chewing Gum had seen all this, and tapped a button, with a clenched cigar in his lips, pack of Marlboro Reds in his golf hat, taped in place by electric masking fiber, a rare type of circuit tape used on prisoners of war in the country of Ecuador where he needed a few good baldies. In a moment, VJ was whisked into his office. Donald Crasty, was his.

The state police leaned forward, seeing the man that ran the server, pull in the wrong man, not the sick fuck humping a woman with his face deep in her ass, some French custom that the Irish police of the area found revolting. It was the server administrator, about to fuck a real woman, a hot devil girl prostitute on the street. They all grinned, back and forth, sipping their coffee slowly, so slowly, having watched that word trail across their screens so many time in description of standing and sitting, that they needed extra coffee.

Hot coffee.

Old Nickel stared with empty eyes, the man that was the cop in this town, the real one, knowing all the secrets, his mouth tight and his eyes slack. He knew what was happening. His father gave him a hat, and this hat, controlled the destinies of others, not his own. That's what his 9/10 rank on the state police detective's examination was for, and they had him monitoring this sick server, namely Donald Crasty, the perp they had spotted from being gay, but not hooking up with Old Nickel. Old Nickel wasn't gay, he didn't think, but they had him down a point, on that detective's examination. He needed to learn.

VJ didn't know what to make of that room, that was watching a sex party, a sick one, with Doris Cakes slamming ass cheeks into Cowboy Katana in writing, with such horrifying force of gesturing, the Riddle Spot's name for a three dimensional shape displayed on holographic view screen by demonstration of internet camera on a stuffed animal doll, across to a heads up display on the other individual. Donald Crasty, was flabbergasted at the size of that huge, brown, round, white, oh so nice ass, shaking his head around as he blabbered and stumbled, trying to type out pleas to stop, his arms shaking into his shoulders and his back craning forward, shoving him into his screen, the glowing flashing lights all around him as Doris Cakes giggled and laughed, talking about making two kinds of butts.
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William Shakestone - Tue, 27 Oct 2020 17:51:36 EST ylxQEmun No.71579 Reply
Not going to read the whole thing because it seems like mostly lazy bullshit you don't expect anyone to take seriously but imo it's obvious there's some actual talent under that trying-too-hard-to-be-funny.


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- Mon, 14 Sep 2020 06:17:33 EST yuEb8QAt No.71549
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I thought people were just lying about this book being a massive piece of shit because they disagreed politically with Ayn Rand personally. Oh how fucking wrong I was, how the fuck can someone who wrote The Fountainhead which is way way way WAY better than this PIECE OF SHIT release something THIS BAD. One of the characters just literally went on a 50 page rant out of nowhere in the middle of conversation. Who the fuck would recommend this.
Nicholas Fozzlestone - Mon, 14 Sep 2020 17:21:00 EST ylxQEmun No.71551 Reply
Haha yeah it's fucking awful.
Martha Greenwell - Tue, 29 Sep 2020 07:32:34 EST IBviF4QD No.71566 Reply
by speed heads for speed heads
Charles Bragglemere - Thu, 22 Oct 2020 12:22:29 EST niaZVrj1 No.71577 Reply
There's literally some libertarian/conservative think tank whose major charity/"humanitarian" action is giving high school and college students free copies of Atlas Shrugged. I strongly suspect it's one of the books that people most commonly pretend to have read. Ayn Rand was a political illiterate. There are better libertarian philosophers, like Robert Nozick. There are better conservative philosophers, like Roger Scruton. There are better psychotic individualists, like Max Stirner. There are better hard-asses, like Nietzsche.

Banned books thread I guess

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- Mon, 05 Oct 2020 23:35:13 EST 5leMA+wb No.71572
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I recently read The Anarchist Cookbook and I want to know how real these instructions are. I'm kinda of skeptical since seeing the bananadine section.
Any other banned books recommendations?
Nell Dingerhore - Sat, 17 Oct 2020 13:46:14 EST Q4sYlTRG No.71573 Reply

Yes the anarchist cookbook is legitimate. Some of the information is bunk in order to throw off people who don't already have a basic understanding of chemistry and such. This means if you go into it without a little foreknowledge you may get yourself killed.
Reuben Beckleville - Mon, 19 Oct 2020 01:34:42 EST cNRrBr+5 No.71574 Reply
The information in the cookbook is NOT accurate, and is at best a fever dream. You're not going to make tri-iodide. You're going to make a horrible, probably toxic, mess, or you're going to blow your self up in your garage.
Phone systems don't operate the same way they did in the 70s, so none of the phreak boxes are of any use.
The grow guides are outdated by almost 50 years now.

It's pretty garbage except as a nostalgia piece, or a way to lose some fingers.
William Sezzlekork - Thu, 22 Oct 2020 03:34:53 EST OQgQMuff No.71576 Reply

If you're asking about banned books and referencing the Anarchist's Cookbook you probably going to be disappointed finding what else is on the list.

Books generally don't get banned flat out. They're banned from a high school library or a public school's curriculum. Lord of the Ring was banned cause wizards and elves are the devil. Somebody banned Starship Troopers cause it glorified violence and the military. The Catcher in the Rye and One Flew over the stallionoo's Nest got banned cause they were too rebellious in nature and the cultural hegemony's butt cheeks clinched really tightly in fear that youth might shake up the system.

So, now you're kind of disappointed because all these books are actually in print? That's cause of western liberalism: the idea that people have the freedom of speech and the press and so on. So maybe you can read Salman Rushdie's the Satanic Verses. It's alright, everything listed above will probably entertain you more and give you something more to take from reading it; but, hey the Shah of Iran decreed a fatwa that still stands on Salman Rushdie, the author, and its printing was and is afaik banned in many Muslim-centric spaces.

Write something one word at a time V.3

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- Tue, 20 Aug 2019 08:41:51 EST ylxQEmun No.70882
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1) one word per post, punctuation, whatever
2) no spunky meddlin'

>New paragraph

Orbital kinetic bombardment is contributing to the growth of cocks across North End. Starship surveys revealed that the radiation had exceeded the recommended oscillatory limits, just before the penile contraction occurred. Spunky, the local fella responsible for 9/11, furiously wanking off to midgets shitting dildos (these ejaculated millions of liters), stupidly decided to ban the consumption of deez-el fuel worldwide.

Meanwhile, back up in yo ass with the resurrection foretold by Gandalf O'Reilly, "Radiation quickens unto itself." Now... masturbating stealthily without remorse, our slaves built OSHA. Soon refugees stumbled upon a mystic tome that foretold the the VAGINA EMPIRE was doomed to failure.

Nevertheless, the starship Buttenterprise completed stalliones Protocol 13-0157, ensuring penile supremacy. Elsewhere, milkshakes brought rage to Kirtaner. Spardot sniffed dank for cannabis farms, attempting suicide. Fortunately, since buttholes excrete salamanders, their exhumation efforts bore fetid sashimi balls unto Martians. Finally, war was beginning to end the conflict between lemmings and sgnimmel; raged minutes of time-dilated chrono-units.

Incredibly, a fart erupted, causing hemorrhoids which combust flammable vapors to thousands of degrees. Meanwhile, behind the liquor, biscuits battled two underage mudkips.

420chan.org enabled backdoor protocols guaranteed anal. Wrestling gimps imbibe triple-distilled corn, creating extreme problems for nincompoops. Fortunately soldiers committed regicide. Unfortunately, regicide is gay. Surprisingly, everyone dances in Denmark if morticians prepare timpano.

Interestingly, masturbating will never cure loneliness unless Kanye learns hibachi and humility. Flash AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH this scary theme will haunt her forever.

"Bitch-destroyer" said Netjester.

Hark! Several seizures overtook him again! Finally away from officials, we strove to ascertain the Way. We fondle the testes through intensive sterilization, the Mormons found atheism by accepting the inherent magnitude of rectal bees. Not the bees! Yes! The bees! Beekeepers occasionally scoop Nips off unfortunate sight between the kerflap.

Karen, where the fuck did you hide my acid? I'm gonna explore the holy butthole. Termites are invading our glorious butthole remorselessly. Never have I witnessed such faggortry. "Not in my tenure..." the headmaster squirrel compiled the communist agenda.

The archaic dwarven enthusiasmos didn't realize the temporal sycophant principle. Nevertheless, the desire to restore Soviet practices doomed proletarians. No words withheld from the atmosphere, meanwhile the drip dropped big drizzles daily. To counteract drizzling, bored browsers breached into the monolith we created. The guilt from the orgasms shattered us. Calamities of conscience won't vet.

The look prevent the inevitable flurry of the Booty with the fucking juice. Regardless, the enormous Turd produced Enough waft so a bear ejaculated incredibly. "Sorry, For mess thinking About bears." the moment said. Hey who wants the BIG diapers? wait the Tenochtitlan kid is rebelling Cut-up Oreos. The grandiose one desires plentiful memes which will exonerate the millions of rutabagas abroad. Life for all became the honest answer that Consumed the corpse inhabitor's effervescent semen. Alright guys, the haters derp, BUT we finna burp. The chirp GAH slurp.

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A Red Sonnet for Mars But a Black Moon Over Me

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- Wed, 16 Sep 2020 21:51:13 EST PgOVnJwx No.71555
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When I paint my nails I paint yours too
Black and red and white and blue
A country for us under the stars
But above we have hard armored cars and heads full of scars

I hate the crimes they put us through
Save the poor and make it through

Long and such and sallow ho
We shall row and row and row
Up and down a dike lay fallow
Merry tipper pip and candle
William Fongerburk - Fri, 02 Oct 2020 06:11:52 EST PgOVnJwx No.71571 Reply
Ovarian cancer is a sensitive topic, but a new addition to your life and home is a charming way to handle this change in circumstance.

love for xenogenesis

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- Wed, 30 Sep 2020 10:04:48 EST kuG2cWXH No.71568
File: 1601474688399.jpg -(605120B / 590.94KB, 1280x1692) Thumbnail displayed, click image for full size. love for xenogenesis
octavia butler doesn't get enough love these days, probably because her brand of sci fi isn't ''ooh spooky ai power brains, how will we puny hoomans survive''

her later books can really take you places and fuxk with ur ideas about biology, evolution, gender, sexuality, to such a fundamental without relying on digital tech

she goes places in terms of individual and communal emotional psychology that liu cixin or zachary mason couldn't consider in their wildest dreams

lovecraft, if he had actually lived out his later renunciation of his terrible politics, would have seen her as engaging with 'the other' the same way he did, only that she wasn't petrified by it but was creative and inspired enough to really go all in and engage with it

Books for curses

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- Fri, 28 Aug 2020 23:36:22 EST kj8tnp+c No.71528
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So I'm looking for a book which has spells for curses, I got the 3 magical books of Solomon but all the spells require stuff I don't have access to, like the blood from sacrificed animals, candles made from the fat of a man, bat's etc, I also got the Buckland book of witchcraft but it's all wiccan crap, like I need some evil black magic book, does anyone know of any good books you can recommend that like at most only require like herbs or candals and a spell to recite..
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Lillian Wavingfoot - Mon, 28 Sep 2020 21:55:33 EST Q4sYlTRG No.71564 Reply
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I have a copy of this that I came across some years ago. It's filled with spells, hexes, curses, demon summoning rituals, and enchantments from over the centuries and from many different cultures.


Charm for Sickness: Pronounced over embers
Charm against Evil Spirits
Apotropai Love Spells
Charm against Illness
Spell to Banish Mists
Charm against Eagle Attack
Charm for Curing Hydrophobia

Chapter Four: Raising the Devil - And the dead, Satan the arch fiend, Satanic Hierarchy, Satanic realms - Satanic pact, Rites - Exorcisms - Necromantic rites

Chapter 10: Goetic diversions - Divination, Astrology - Levitation, Alchemy

I saw several for sale online, but the version I have,, which appears to be the most common, seems to average around $100 in price.
Simon Dartridge - Tue, 29 Sep 2020 01:18:10 EST zwSJ9gwt No.71565 Reply
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Hakim Bey, Chaos: The Broadsheets of Ontological Anarchism, see the Sorcery section.

"The sorcerer is a Simple Realist: the world is real–but then so must consciousness be real since its effects are so tangible. The dullard finds even wine tasteless but the sorcerer can be intoxicated by the mere sight of water. Quality of perception defines the world of intoxication–but to sustain it & expand it to include others demands activity of a certain kind–sorcery."
Esther Turveyfield - Tue, 29 Sep 2020 19:14:55 EST dy/BI+X+ No.71567 Reply
yall need therapy

Anarco Commie Poetry Slam

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- Wed, 08 Jul 2020 14:53:24 EST Bg9riFHA No.71460
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This board has been annexed by communists.

Carry on producing glorious content.

Remember: nothing you make belongs to you.

As in art, so in politics.

Be free, and know that it will cost you dearly.
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Jack Siddlespear - Tue, 04 Aug 2020 16:20:35 EST 0jgHCyVM No.71498 Reply
Started readin' 'bout republics built around bananas
Bought myself a commie flag and black & red bandanas
Yessir I'm no bourgeoisie, I'm just another prole
And it's hard to buy bananas when you're drawin' off the dole
Jack Goodwater - Fri, 18 Sep 2020 04:24:19 EST PgOVnJwx No.71556 Reply
The key is to submit everything as a structure (look up Formalist literary analysis and practice with some light work) centered around an anti-Semitic, classic work, to play out The Producers. Not to publish, just to let them steal.

Bump While Reading

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- Fri, 04 Mar 2016 09:04:46 EST bq5scg8g No.68199
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What are you guys reading right now?

Brandon Sanderson just released the third and final book of his Reckoners trilogy, and it was fantastic. Where are all the Sanderson fans in here? It was this board that told me to read his shit, and now that I do, nobody ever will talk about them with me lol

Now starting Altered Carbon. Netflix is making a show based on it, and I like reading books that have adaptions impending so I can compare them later.
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Martin Meddledale - Fri, 15 May 2020 15:58:34 EST 8H6+A2pJ No.71421 Reply
It's cool man. It's a fun ride with plenty of social and genre sci-fi skewering. I recently read through' Venus on the Half-Shell' --a weird authorial experiment by Philip Jose Farmer writing under the pseudonym of Kurt Vonnegut's Kilgore Trout-- actually directly inspired Hitchhikers.
The Earth is even destroyed by the first 10 pages.
Sophie Sundlefudging - Mon, 25 May 2020 00:47:35 EST YKVvVDXo No.71432 Reply
I read David Grossman's The Yellow Wind the other day, couldn't put it down. Currently reading the Southern Gates of Arabia by Freya Stark and a book about human rights throughout history.
Cyril Cheshshit - Thu, 23 Jul 2020 15:09:24 EST bOa/w1l8 No.71474 Reply
Currently reading "capitalism realism"

Pretty good and more actual as ever

Anyone want to bookclub in the next couple weeks?

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- Sat, 29 Aug 2020 02:03:44 EST C7E5ATJS No.71529
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subject, looking for a casual book club, just to discuss our thoughts every couple chapters
These are the books I currently have in my immediate possession that I intend to eventually read:
The Color of Magic
American Gods
Brave New World
One Flew Over the stallionoos Nest
Snow Crash
Less Than Zero
The Casual Vacancy
The Lord of the Rings
The Yellow Birbs
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Artemis (Andy Weir)
Invisible Monsters
Shutter Island
The Notebook
A Wrinkle in Time (whole Time Quartet, really)
The Idiot
Zero History
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Martha Foggleville - Wed, 09 Sep 2020 19:47:42 EST 3IOL4kKY No.71546 Reply
whats wrong with my post? I know the books are basic tier, but its what I have. and I thought it would be clear the image is facetious
Angus Ballydale - Tue, 15 Sep 2020 21:12:28 EST zwSJ9gwt No.71553 Reply
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I'm not judging you. If you do, you could post about it in bump while reading.

If people want to try to get a slow-going book reading group going again, I'm down.


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- Fri, 07 Feb 2020 23:07:06 EST g9vnCsG0 No.71302
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Have you read Kafka and A Road Side Picnic yet?
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Hugh Brimmleman - Wed, 29 Jul 2020 06:42:39 EST UH4wPmbB No.71485 Reply
No one knows this dude of which you speak. He simply doesn't exist.
Doris Blacklewater - Wed, 29 Jul 2020 17:23:01 EST MeDDjlX5 No.71486 Reply
actually the castle drove me insane and only years into my depression i realized why, its an excellent depiction of that.
i liked roadsides idea of almost like a post documentary, dealing with the normality after the visit. for some reason i hoped for some more alien and philosophical stuff, but the concept is good
Baltazaras Aklasis - Wed, 26 Aug 2020 09:54:36 EST pTyJnC1v No.71525 Reply
I fucking hated Amerika. I know that Kafka's gift is to make his readers feel disgust, but it was just too much for me. The main character wasn't just naive, he was straight up mentally disabled. I felt angry and disgusted the whole time reading it, after I finished I felt like I just wasted my time and ruined my mood.

Haven't touched another Kafka's work since.
I dropped the Trial midway through, it got too boring and sickening.

Goodreads Essentials

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- Sat, 08 Aug 2020 05:29:28 EST niaZVrj1 No.71506
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You guys have Goodreads? What are some 420chan essentials?

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Reuben Femmlewat - Wed, 19 Aug 2020 16:37:10 EST ylxQEmun No.71522 Reply
I bet you're going to use "fully detailed" as a "no true Scotsman" bullshit argument but yes if you actually read Authority, it explores the Southern Reach agency and that involves places outside of Area X where there's basically nothing indicating it's any different to our reality, or at least our reality at time of publishing.
Esther Snodforth - Wed, 19 Aug 2020 17:35:10 EST /Yy2evWs No.71523 Reply
>places outside of Area X where there's basically nothing indicating it's any different to our reality
true, you make a good point. im just speculating and recommending a good read, thats all friend. Cheers.
David Lightdock - Thu, 20 Aug 2020 06:52:06 EST ylxQEmun No.71524 Reply
I'm impressed with your ability to force your own imagination into the slots around the narrative, you could have a lot of fun writing with that.

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