Tag: sexuality/love
https://www.reddit.com/r/Schizoid/comments/1n739i1/comment/nc4w1c2/[🡕]
r/Schizoid, u/White_Wolf_11
To subject someone to a romantic relationship with me would be immoral.
Dancing is basically the sublimation of a male and a female fucking. There’s no point in it. Just fuck each other already.
Have you ever had a crushingly agonizing crush?
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Andrew McIntosh – On the Drive Towards Death and the Drive Away From Death (Ineffectual Whinging)
Just throwing a hodge podge of ideas I’ve read about and find interesting together in the hopes of coming up with a synthesis that doesn’t mean much in the end anyway. It’s not like I believe there are such things as “Death Drives” and “the Will” and all that, they’re more metaphorical for what is probably more mundane, neurobiological stuff going on in our stupid brains. Read the full page
Sex, drugs, food.
Being able to get pleasure from anything else requires an incredible and amazing nervous system and a decent amount of self-illusion.
The loner is the one who withdraws his presence so as not to distress or bother others, to let them live their illusion, because truth brings nothing but pain. The lover who steps aside to let the other live, the Oblomov who doesn’t even try to make things work because he knows they can’t. How absurd it would be for time to fall in love with a girl, or for death to write her a love poem. Continue reading
r/SuicideWatch, u/braujo
[…] The reason you’re unhappy isn’t a lack of working on yourself, that’s something people tell you on Reddit to feel better about themselves. Plenty of fat ass motherfuckers are out there living their best lives, there are monsters that get married and built a beautiful family, ugly guys that get laid every day…
Working on yourself is great if that’s what you want, but do not fool yourself. The reason our lives suck isn’t superficial, self-help bs. It’s something deeply wrong in our brains.
Basically, the whole point of the 4090 is to fuck Claire Redfield in VR.
On responsibility as the solution
It were the old family men of the pre-nihilistic-era, that believed in a future, and that told their children their morals, their hopes, their beliefs. Read the full page
Brief and simple guidelines to navigate the mental health system
The human being is by nature incoherent and inconsistent. Read the full page
Back then you’d say, “humans,” as if they were something distant. And sure, we are too, unfortunately, and fully aware of it, we stayed apart, because not even between us can that self-delusion arise, the one needed for the deception of meaning to occur. And so, like prime numbers, like in that book, our ways took part. Mine isn’t really a “way”, it’s waiting for death with as little collateral damage as possible, which never actually happens – not even that, and so come the alchemies in the blood and the desperate wails.
There are some women whose face radiates light, emanates happiness. Just meeting their eyes, even before close interaction, you are hit with a transcendental contentment. Continue reading
Aella on fetishes and the myth of trauma
My guess is also that fetishes are less malleable and controllable than most people seem to assume they are. Read the full page
Umberto Galimberti – Interviews and conferences (excerpts)
Schopenhauer is considered a pessimist, of course: every time you don’t praise or exalt “the individual”, you are pessimistic, of course, right?… … Even poor Leopardi is pessimistic, isn’t he? Those who say “pessimism”… I’m like: are you looking at reality, goddammit, or do you really not want to see it? Read the full page
Madame – The illusion of love, and the worst fear: anhedonia
2021/03/24, Sopra le righe
I’m Thinking of Ending Things
Sometimes the thought is closer to the truth, to reality, than an action. You can say anything, you can do anything, but you can’t fake a thought. Continue reading
They make it sound as if women give you who knows what… It’s something that lasts five minutes. Among other things: the pleasure does not last long, the effort is big, and the position is ridiculous.
Vittorio Feltri, on multiple occasions, on TV and on radio
Rocco Siffredi and Candy Red chatting in “Rocco’s Intimate Casting 21”
– You’re a nymphomaniac. […] When I was young, I was like you. […] I’d just think about sex, all the time.
– Yes? And you fucked all the girls?
– I tried.
– But?
– I didn’t fuck all of them because it’s difficult for a man. But for the woman it’s more easy (sic): you can fuck everyone. Right?
– Yes.–, and she laughs.
Morally, having children is worse than murder: you create a life out of nothing and you sentence it to suffering for decades.
https://dnamistakes.webcomic.ws/comics/pl/1569766[🡕]
It’s like with human life: if you’re lucky enough to reach old age, the phases of your life will be: birth, childhood, puberty, masturbation, masturbation with a partner, pathetic attempts at masturbation, and death.
Astutillo Smeriglia in his blog “In coma è meglio” (“Being in a Coma is Better”) – Come nasce una teoria del complotto (“How a Conspiracy Theory is Born”)
We both know that you wanna love her Skies are open crying, please don’t believe her ’Cause she’ll tell you lies and then say it doesn’t matter And you’re pleased to see her calling them non-believers
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Do you realize again, you chased an idea, healed an earth behind some broken creature?
London Grammar – Non Believer
Why “We Are the Flesh” has a deeper twist ending than “The Sixth Sense”
filmcolossus.com, review by Jordan C. Johnson Continue reading
Massimo Recalcati – Perversion
The Clinical Lesson of Jacques Lacan: Madness, Neurosis and Perversion (third session). IRPA, Associazione Accademia Pons, Jonas Onlus, Order of Psychologists of Lombardy, Enap Continue reading
Beyond the Sad Passions – Miguel Benasayag
Everything happens as if the permanence of his suffering were the undisputable proof of his identity in the sense of its singularity: “I suffer, therefore I am.” Read the full page
Horace and Pete – How do you find love?
A sad girl after a bad online date, another girl, a guy, Leon, and an old man at the bar. Continue reading
Picky eaters, they grow up to be depressives and sexual anorexics, you know.
Pazuzu in The Exorcist (TV series), episode 4 season 1
Living with a woman is like sharing a bed with the CIA: nothing is secret.
Love
Love doesn’t exist: it’s just the forceful echo of moral rules pressing on people’s cravings; the easiest remedy for the fear of being unable to stand alone.
Fabi Silvestri Gazzè – L’amore non esiste (“Love Doesn’t Exist”)
The Crazy Woman Next Door – Conversation with Alda Merini
Unfortunately, the soul, which by the way is what then writes and survives […], is the part that flies over matter and is the one that’s the most attentive and the most painful: namely, seeing the deterioration of the body, this soul distress itself, it… above all, it loses its way. Continue reading
But you’d only take a life That was already over to save another
Electric Youth – The Best Thing
2000 – Dialogue with The Dreamer
We have been in a mental crisis since 2000. Read the full page
You’d be surprised by how many people aspire to be completely normal. We’re a race apart. You have to fight to the teeth for not end up being one of them. Read the full page
Love is two weeks of happiness, two months of arguing and two years of recovering.
Q / Desire / Q: Amours, désirs et complications…
– No, no, you’ll have a thousand nights like this one. You won’t remember this. Everything will be forgotten.
– Everything?
– Everything.
– Why’s that?
– It’s sort of a natural… A law of nature.
– A rule?
– Yeah.
“Oslo, August 31st”
– You’re young and still think there’s something out there, floating… that resembles dreams. And there isn’t.
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Let’s not discuss tastes. How could we ever understand each other? It’s like a 17th century knight meeting a rock singer. Young people like impossible things. And older people, the simplest. It’s like flying: when you’re young, you think you can fly. That your car just flies away. Flies away, I don’t know… from this country, from this bathroom, from this world. The whole point of fucking you was to fly with your wings… fly a little while. To get a little taste of youth.
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– Real politicians make me sick. They deceive people.
– You think people want to know the truth. They’d rather be deceived.
– You can’t be happy if you don’t lie to yourself?
I realized something today. I’m a non-person, Sarah. You shouldn’t be here. I’m not here. You may see me, but I’m hollow.
Detachment
A spider walking on a vulva, is walking like if it were in a desert.
Doug Stanhope – The sad reality of sex
Doug Stanhope – 2010, live in Kansas City
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The Conspiracy Against the Human Race – A Contrivance of Horror – Thomas Ligotti
The horror handed down to us will be handed down to others like a scandalous heirloom. Being alive: decades of waking up on time, then trudging through another round of moods, sensations, thoughts, cravings—the complete gamut of agitations—and finally flopping into bed to sweat in the pitch of dead sleep or simmer in the phantasmagorias that molest our dreaming minds. Read the full page
Youth is beauty and beauty is youth. And that’s all you need to know.
Bruce in “Beautiful Kate”
Once that which is in fact an illusion has fallen, you will suddenly find yourself thrown into reality. Read the full page
r/IAmA, u/BetterAlone
I am a guy with “covert” Schizoid Personality Disorder. That is, I don’t give a damn about people and prefer to stay alone and self-sufficient but I fake extroversion to get by.
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Problem is, I also like to accomplish stuff (entirely for my own sense of internal satisfaction) and I need other people to do that. So I fake extroversion and interest in other people even if I don’t give a fuck. This actually exacerbates my pre-existing sense of existential isolation, since it shows how easily people can be handled.
I have been defined as “bubbly” and “charismatic”. Absurd.
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deep down I actually feel a desperate need for love and friendship
Hahaha…oh, no you don’t, you only think you do. You’ll eventually just be disappointed/bored by it if you do find it, and discard it like every other social function you have encountered. I’m sure you have already tossed potential friendships away simply because you became uninterested after a few days/weeks, so you know what I mean.
What I think that people like us are actually feeling, is the hollowness of our egocentric fantasies which we wrap our minds in. Our ideal level of emotional interaction is so completely removed from reality that it is literally unobtainable. I think that intellectually we realize this, so it causes some angst, if only because we think that we will likely never be able to fulfill our fantasy.
Where are the hopes, where are the dreams? My Cinderella story scene
Avril Lavigne and Butch Walker – The Best Damn Thing
The Instinct of the Wolf – The Law of Lone Wolf – Massimo Lugli
I grabbed a newspaper from a trash bin and read it from top to bottom to pass the time. Politics, sports, entertainment. I couldn’t understand why people cared so much about all that bullshit. Read the full page
Do I need to be in love? What is there otherwise from loving? Just takes a face To make everything else erase…
Trespassers William – My Hands Up
Excerpts of interviews to Thomas Ligotti
Three interviews. Read the full page
Civilization has no appeal to me. The Eastern Peoples seem to live their lives more sensibly. Because they don’t have such distant goals as us, the white brotherhood. The East is… «If you are moving, then you are on the right path.» While for us, the path doesn’t matter – only reaching the goal. I want to go to the East, because there I will feel well. I’ll be able to enter the Present time.
The point is – to stop thinking. These days, we have too much information about everything. Internet, TV, radio… You can find out what goes on in the States at any given point.
For me drugs aren’t a specific substance: they’re anything that you’re addicted to. When you lose what you’ve been addicted to, you have to accept something different. I’ve accepted that all these “gods” we have, they’re all teachers. There is one god – they all serve him! Like in Hinduism: Vishnu, Brahma and Shiva – they are one god, who creates in three different ways.
I think we are on this planet for too short a time to waste it. And so, I live every day. From beginning to end, I experience it. I try to do everything I possibly can, take every kind of drug I could, to…
WIth opiates you have the sense that you are wasting your life. Sleeping. Then you say to yourself: «I’m sleeping!» So you get up, and try to do other things, other drugs; I do all sort of drugs, but I remain active. That’s why I won’t quit until I find a steady girlfriend: otherwise I’ll die of boredom. But I don’t have a sense of security, stability, that I could have a lasting relationship, with a future. A junkie pays more attention to himself. All of us are little “Narcissi”, blooming here in this canal. Everything is always uncertain, you are always alone, so you say to yourself: «What’s the point?!» If you had a wife, kids, TV, a newspaper… It’s kind of idyllic. That’s why there are movies to experience another life. More or less, that’s why there is art.
Kamen Petrov in “Invisible”
I saw your face in a crowded place and I don’t know what to do ’cause I’ll never be with you
James Blunt – You’re Beautiful
There seems to be an inborn drive in all human beings not to live in a steady emotional state, which would suggest that such a state is not tolerable to most people. Why else would someone succumb to the attractions of romantic love more than once? Didn’t they learn their lesson the first time or the tenth time or the twentieth time? And it’s the same old lesson: everything in this life – I repeat, everything – is more trouble than it’s worth. And simply being alive is the basic trouble. This is something that is more recognized in Eastern societies than in the West. There’s a minor tradition in Greek philosophy that instructs us to seek a state of equanimity rather than one of ecstasy, but it never really caught on for obvious reasons. Buddhism advises its practitioners not to seek highs or lows but to follow a middle path to personal salvation from the painful cravings of the average sensual life, which is why it was pretty much reviled by the masses and mutated into forms more suited to human drives and desires. It seems evident that very few people can simply sit still. Children spin in circles until they collapse with dizziness.
Thomas Ligotti – “Fantastic Metropolis” interview
When you’re all alone in the lands of forever, Lay under the Milky Way, On and on, it’s getting too late out, I’m not in love this time this night.
Can’t help it if I space in a daze, My eyes tune out the other way, I may switch off and go in a daydream, In this head my thoughts are deep, Sometimes I can’t even speak, Would someone be and not pretend? I’m off again in my world
Avril Lavigne and Clifton Magness – My World
What if I forget your face? I couldn’t even dream of you
Trespassers William – Flicker
Carmelo Bene – Four Moments on the Whole Nothing – 3°: Eros
Poor, poor… Poor lovers! Read the full page
You say the drinking is better than a woman And you say the thinking takes too much time Well God save your children should you have them For, to you, there’s nothing if there’s no wine
Bôa – Drinking
You and me, baby, ain’t nothin’ but mammals So let’s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Bloodhound Gang – The Bad Touch
A woman’s shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she’s alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man’s land in that battle between the mind and the body.
The Devil’s Advocate
Shut me in, Levante. Shut me in.
Libero (Massimo Ceccherini) inside the casket, in The Cyclone
Lying On the Couch – Irvin D. Yalom
But Marshal had not been swayed by these new developments. At sixty-three, he had been a psychiatrist long enough to have lived through several such positivistic swings. Read the full page
Well, well I’m young I’m a young girl Well, I mean… I’m a young woman And then, I guess, I’ll just be a woman Not too young Not too old Just right Right in the middle Just about right in the middle
And then, well… Well, I guess I’ll get a little older, God willing Guess I’ll just get A wee bit older And then I’ll be, yes That’s right: An older woman And as the years roll on and on and on I’ll keep on getting older, God willing
And then, well… Well, I guess Nothin’ for it I’m gonna be If God wills it Yes, that’s right: An old woman An old, old woman
And as the years roll on and on and on I’ll keep on getting older, God willing
But you’ll still say I’m beautiful I’ll still be beautiful inside And lovely to you, huh, baby? Lovely to you, huh, baby?
And I’ll say to them young’uns: «Hey, kids! Kids! Gather round, Gather round me, now.»
«When your grandfather and I were young…»
And as the years roll on and on and on I’ll keep on getting older, God willing
«Oh, mother, mother,» «Hear me, father,» «Catch me when I fall!» And as the years roll on and on and on I’ll keep on getting older, God willing…
Rebecca Pidgeon – Grandmother
Just like unrestrained economic liberalism, and for similar reasons, sexual liberalism produces phenomena of absolute pauperization. Some men make love every day; others five or six times in their life, or never. Some make love with dozens of women; others with none. It’s what’s known as he law of the market’. In an economic system where unfair dismissal is prohibited, every person more or less manages to find their place. In a sexual system where adultery is prohibited, every person more or less manages to find their bed mate. In a totally liberal sexual system certain people have a varied and exciting erotic life; others are reduced to masturbation and solitude. Economic liberalism is an extension of the domain of the struggle, its extension to all ages and all classes of society. Sexual liberalism is likewise an extension of the domain of the struggle, its extension to all ages and all classes of society. On the economic plane Raphael Tisserand belongs in the victors’ camp; on the sexual plane in that of the vanquished. Certain people win on both levels; others lose on both. Businesses fight over certain young professionals; women fight over certain young men; men fight over certain young women; the trouble and strife are considerable.
Whatever (Extension du domaine de la lutte), Michel Houellebecq
Whatever – Michel Houellebecq
Early on certain individuals experience the frightening impossibility of living in itself. Read the full page
Mitch: You ever been in love?
Curly: Once. I was driving a herd across the panhandle. Texas. I don’t know… Passed near this little dirt farm right about sundown. Out in the field was this young woman, working down in the dirt. Just about then, she stood up to stretch her back. Ah… Ah… She was wearing a little cotton dress, and the settin’ sun was right behind her, showing the shape that God gave her.
Mitch: What happened?
Curly: Ah! I just turned around and rode away.
Mitch: Why?
Curly: I figured it wasn’t gonna get any better than that.
Mitch: Yeah, but you could have been, you know… with her.
Curly: I’ve been with lots of women…
Mitch: Yeah, but you know, she could have been the love of your life.
Curly: She is.
[…]
Curly: Do you know what the secret of life is?
Mitch: No, what?
Curly: *points index finger skyward* This.
Mitch: Your finger?
Curly: One thing. Just one thing. You stick to that and everything else don’t mean shit.
Mitch: That’s great, but… what’s the “one thing?”
Curly: *smiles and points his finger at Mitch* That’s what you gotta figure out.
City Slickers
That one passion, that all-encompassing passion that saves a lot of men, whatever that happens to be for a given individual, and that a lot of unlucky ones will never find in all their life.
And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I’ve said too much I set it up
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Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
R.E.M – Losing My Religion
Sometimes it feels like they just… they just want to rip you open. So I just shut up and let ’em do their thing. I close my eyes. I don’t want to see the hate in their faces. Continue reading
And so with just a touch of our fingers We could make our circuitry explode All we ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold
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We really thought we had a purpose We were so anxious to achieve We had hope The world held promise For a slave To liberty
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When I thought life had some meaning Then I thought I had some choice (I was running blind) And I made some value judgments In a self-important voice (I was outa line) But then absurdity came over me And I longed to lose control (into no mind) Oh all I ever wanted Was just to come in from the cold
Joni Mitchell – Come In From The Cold
And did you know desire’s a terrible thing The worst that I can find
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Did you know desire’s a terrible thing It makes the world go blind
The Sundays – Can’t Be Sure
The Annunciation – András Jeles
We exist, and yet we do not exist. Read the full page
There’s a club, if you’d like to go You could meet somebody who really loves you So you go, and you stand on your own And you leave on your own And you go home, and you cry, and you want to die
When you say it’s gonna happen now Well, when exactly do you mean? See, I’ve already waited too long And all my hope is gone
The Smiths – “How Soon Is Now?”
Physical love is unthinkable without violence.
Kundera – The Unbearable Lightness of Being
The Unbearable Lightness of Being – Milan Kundera
The river flowed from century to century, and human affairs play themselves out on its banks. Play themselves out to be forgotten the next day, while the river flows on. Read the full page
To love is to tire of being alone; it is therefore a cowardice, a betrayal of ourselves.
Fernando Pessoa – The Book of Disquiet
Parker had trained himself to be totally celibate, channelling all his sexual energies into pursuits of the mind […] Read the full page
Translated with the help of LLMs from the Florentine dialect (WTFPL).
We are that breed that’s never quite alright, jump ditches by day, skip dinner by night. I’ll shout it loud till I’m hoarse and dry: we barely get laid even though we try. We’re the ones who pack the cinema tight, to see naked girls, jerkin’ off all night.
Yet nature still whispers, through valley and hill, that caterpillars can fly, if they’ve got the will. But we’re the breed that defies all the rules: born as worms… still worms we stay, like fools. We’ve been fucked by misery, went in raw, no glove: didn’t pull out clean, now we’re stuck with bad love.
Bozzone in “Berlinguer, I Love You” (Giuseppe Bertolucci)
Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
Robert A. Heinlein – Time Enough for Love
Our Lady of the Turks – Carmelo Bene
He who has never thought about death is perhaps immortal. This is how you can see the Virgin Mary. Read the full page
Flowers for Algernon (novel) – Daniel Keyes
Why am I always looking at life through a window? Read the full page
The Fire Within (Le feu follet / Fuoco fatuo) – Louis Malle
– You still have feelings of anxiety? Continue reading
”… Because, really,” I continued, “there is no point in staying
here.”
“There is no point in staying anywhere,” said Lolita. Read the full page
The moment a man questions the meaning and value of life, he is sick, since objectively neither has any existence; by asking this question one is merely admitting to a store of unsatisfied libido to which something else must have happened, a kind of fermentation leading to sadness and depression.
Sigmund Freud, letter to Marie Bonaparte
As far as I am concerned, I resign from humanity. I no longer want to be, nor can still be, a man. What should I do? Work for a social and political system, make a girl miserable? Hunt for weaknesses in philosophical systems, fight for moral and esthetic ideals? It’s all too little. I renounce my humanity even though I may find myself alone. But am I not already alone in this world from which I no longer expect anything?
Emil Cioran – On the Heights of Despair
Beyond the Pleasure Principle – Sigmund Freud
Such memory-traces, then, have nothing to do with the fact of becoming conscious; indeed they are often most powerful and most enduring when the process which left them behind was one which never entered consciousness. Read the full page
Women can form friendships with men very well; but to keep them, a little physical antipathy is very helpful.
Nietzsche – Human, All Too Human
Men laugh at eccentrics like that, but women recognize them immediately. Pure, chaste women love them, out of sympathy; corrupt women seek out their friendship in order to purge themselves of spoilage.
Oblomov – Ivan Goncharov
Hvad er ungdom? En drøm. Hvad er kærlighed? Drømmens indhold.
What is youth? A dream. What is love? The content of the dream.
Søren Kierkegaard – “Either/Or: A Fragment of Life”. Quoted in the movie “Another Round” (2020)