#existnetialism

[orpheusbeheld]

the overly positive approach to neurodiversity and autism annoys me so much because I was diagnosed as a kid and grew up perceiving being autistic as similar to the mark of cain. A curse condeming me to a peripheral existence when I wanted to be fully a part of the world I observed. I saw it as something that would cause me to never find a community or a lover.

And people are treating being neurodivergent like a cute and quirky trait. You don't want this, it is not an aesthetic, but it is the terrible reality of being so irredeemably different from others that you are trapped in a loneliness which feels embarassing to even think about, because being existnetially alone is not socially conventional.

btw I literally do have friends and close family, but I still feel like this rather often.

[bulllinachinashop]

whats neat is the concept of generation; oh our mind and bodie are developing at the same time? oh youre literally feeling the same existnetial emotions of heartbreakand you go to my school? come on, if the planet and God's creation wasn't enough of a miracle- we've been put on earth TOGETHER. And you claim God does not love us?

[foxstens]

yea no i still hate the donghua

[claudeishere-blog]

A good book with a bad ending

I cannot say I am not frustrated by this novella. This is the first book I have read by Suskind, who is best known for his book ‘Perfume,’ and though its existentialist crises and dispassionate attitude to a pathetic man, only attached to his room is certainly comical in its dark way was an entertaining play on the typical pathetic man, I personally cannot be at peace with this ending. ‘The pigeon’ is a timeless book which sets up in a ‘One day in the life of ---’ format, with Parisian bank security guard, Jonathan Noel having an existentialist crisis and panic when a pigeon stands in front of his room. Noel is a caricature in his neuroticism, often worrying himself as he overthinks all events surrounding him, and becomes terrified by the smallest inconveniences: in this instance, a pigeon. Noel’s day progresses, becoming more and more certain that this minor inconvenience is too large for him, and that its existence means he must depart his beloved room forever, so as to never see this horrible bird again.                                    *SPOILERS START HERE* However, leaving his room with this untrustworthy bird agitates him, as it is the only connection which he is still attached to, and upon realizing this, figures his pointless life is not worth living. He later checks into a motel, and claims he will kill himself the following morning after some sleep. Instead, he wakes up in the middle of the night, where the very existence of his life is torn apart, and reveals that this 50 year old man who has wasted 30 years working and sleeping was merely a dream. Then, the now 20 year old Jonathan Noel ventures into Paris, swearing to avoid this fate.                                      *SPOILERS END HERE* I must admit, without looking at the ending, this book is a funny portrait of existentialism in everyday life. The ‘One day in the life of a nobody’ works so well on top of this, as every boring detail is highlighted to show how pathetic Noel’s life is. In particular, the detail of his lack of connections to any living people makes everything around him look alien, and vile. A homeless man representing Noel’s worst nightmare, and a pigeon spreading filth and dirtying his otherwise perfect home. Everything that is offered in the book is described with entire detail, from the description of his home, to Noel’s dinner containing a can of sardines and a glazed pear. His life is incredibly boring, which makes the writing so clever, as everything is described to show how little there really is, and honestly makes you bored of his existence just as he is of his own.  As a result, I won’t denounce it, it is still a good book, and very worthwhile just reading some of it. It draws out existentialist angst and apathy through intelligent writing and the perfect narrative of spending one day with this pointless man. However, for those who have read it, or spoiled themselves, what do you think should have happened? Tell me your thoughts!

[nulltune]

“did you find what you were looking for?”

          ❝  lady guuji...  ❞   the doll-like girl spares only a glance the the fox maiden, the doll-like girl— more doll than human, returns to gazing far-off into the distance; it's a gaze that reaches far, and yet still sees nothing. even now still searching, searching for a reason. what was the reason behind this concern? a little act of kindness, no matter how small, always felt too much for someone / something like her. her hands feel dreadfully cold in her lap, they clench and unclench  ( no difference. she still feels devoid of any warmth ) .

what she'd sought after, what she'd wanted to find—

          ❝  ...i suppose so.  ❞   turning to the other woman now, hakuno's lip pull to a small, pleasant smile. in hazel eyes are light, like the last shining star upon a pitch-black night; glimnering, flickering.   ❝  i guess you could say i had a bit of an epiphany when i did.  ❞

                                           —  there is no meaning. there is no answer. after all, "yourself" is something that doesn't even exist.

random dialogue prompts,  no longer accepting!    @foxpriestss

[5499h]

Having weirdly phrased thoughts again . Sorta disorganized ig its the kinda weird existential stuff that fuels surreal poetry writing and it happens when I dissociate so . Yeehaw?

[dogin8]

the existnetial fear of every single person i know on here being minecraftaccount-ed

[harryseyebrows]

i can’t believe it’s raining and is going to be raining all day i updated my running playlist and everything but im being denied the opportunity to experience Existnetial Orgy whilst torturing my lungs

[goffilolo]

Bold of Bakugou to assume burning flower confetti was not Izuku's plan all along

and in all the chaos stood Tenya, having last minute existnetial thoughts such as ‘what am i getting myself into?’ as he stood by the alter, waiting to get married to midoriya ‘fuck-the-police’ izuku

[enjambedlife]

tagged by @poetusa (literally a month ago shhh) to make a playlist out of my username!

Electric Chapel -- Lady Gaga Nights -- Neon Trees Jason -- BONNIE PARKER Adore You -- Maisie Peters Magpie -- The Mountain Goats Better Than That -- Sub-Radio Estate Sale Sign -- The Mountain Goats Daytona Sand -- Orville Peck Leah -- Seeing Double I Don’t Wanna Talk -- Glass Animals Frug -- Rilo Kiley Existnetial Crsis Hour! -- Kilo Kish

if this seems fun to you, consider yourself tagged!

[b1rd1e]

hey noah fence but like..for real...anyone who’s following me....ur so  ??? cool?????? like what the heck...idk...if i think abt this gosh darn website for too long i start to get like what the hell and the fact that some ppl actually enjoy the content tht i reblog/post is like...wild.........so......thanku...wow

[ankhlesbian]

Nia n sonya r the god tier ocs bcuz between the two of them and the weirdass world theyre in i can address p much anything ive ever thought about

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

Me every time I tell my mentor I’m Having a Struggle, and she encourages me? Even says she BELIEVES in me?

“Look at you go. I just adore you. I wish that I knew, what makes you think I’m so special?”

[wherewolvesgotowhisper]

I really do feel like existnetialism is rooted in white narcissism. Like Neitzche and Sartre, no. Just, no.