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Can we talk about Jean-Paul Sartre?

Skip this post if you’d rather not read me ramble about one of my most favorite philosophers! But if you’re still here; buckle up, buttercup!

So, we know that he lived most of his life in Paris; born, and raised! Not really doing too much traveling in his lifetime, which is acceptable—given the state of the world while he was in his “prime.”

The man was a son, philosopher, a teacher, a meteorologist for the French Resistance, a prisoner of war, an author, political activist—the list can go on!

What in the actual fuck was God/Creator/Yahweh doing when creating this motherfucker?

Probably the thought process behind it was:

G: “Ah, yes. Let him do the work! But make him an alcoholic, and a chain smoker in this time period. He’ll die quickly.”

From the year 1946 onward; Sartre’s image was uber political! He was avidly against colonialism, and he was also an avowed Marxist!

He is someone I aspire to be like, because he was a Marxist, but when he saw how the Soviet Union was acting in/after 1956; he probably said:

“Man, fuck you guys! This ideology was pretty good, but you all went and fucked it up! Now, I’m going to try to fix it so it can work for me.”

He had lost all sympathy for the Soviet Union, and spent much of the 1950s striving to combine his existentialism with Marxism in works like the 1957 “Search for a Method,” and the 1960 “Critique of Dialectical Reason.”

Like????

To put it in a modern context:

He saw something that resonated with him, and complied with it; turns out, the main user/original poster/creator of this thing is actually problematic! Oh no!!

Instead of abandoning it completely, and feeling guilty about ever using the thing; he took it and he made it into something else!

Something he can use, something that can be utilized by others, something that can be molded and something that can evolve into something better!!

I really like this guy. He was awesome!

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“Alone”—Edgar Allan Poe DRAFT analysis:

Hello!! Below the cut is the start of my analysis of “Alone,” I just wanted to post what I had so far so no one thought I had forgotten about it!

Once I complete this, I’ll post again! In the meantime; I have lines 1–4 below the cut!

“Alone” is a poem written by Edgar Allan Poe in 1829 shortly after the death of his foster mother. Originally, this poem was unpublished by the poet himself; but in 1875 the poem was published posthumously.

The poem in question is pretty obviously a poem about grief, and how that changes and isolates the human psyche; how it morphs us into something that is unrecognizable—something that is completely taboo that we ourselves can’t possibly begin to relate to.

But, what are we grieving? Are we grieving a loss of societal normalcy, a loss of community? Both, perhaps? I argue that this poem, in all of it’s 24 lines; can be used to describe and validate the potential feelings of isolation specifically the LGBTQ+ and disabled community feel on the daily in todays world.

Let’s break the poem down; lines 1-4 are written as:

From childhood’s hour I have not been

As others were—I have not seen

As others saw—I could not bring

My passions from a common spring.

“Alone” begins with a speaker rehashing the loneliness and isolation that they felt in the years of their youth. From the very beginning of this speakers lifetime, they knew that they were, and will probably always be, different. This difference seems to stem from how the speaker views the world.

Parallelism is a poetic device that is expertly used in lines 1-3. This is what helped me pick up on this particular point. The similarly shaped lines suggest that the way the speaker is and how they see the world are very closely related.

I struggle with something that is described as “black and white” thinking. For example, a common thought for me is: “If X is not X, then X must be Y.” There is very rarely any room for negotiation in my brain. To me, the speaker is saying something to the effect of: “If I am unable to see how you see, or exist exactly as you are; there must be something wrong with me.”

Which, as those who either grew up or are growing up in a community where people must conform to the white man’s beliefs; and cannot do so, this is a very common thought.

Furthermore, the caesurae here—strong dashes—make it sound as if this is a hard topic for the speaker to talk about. It looks as if they are breaking off mid thought with trying to express the extremes of their feelings—but unsure, even now, that they’ll be understood.

Though, life can’t always be depressing; right? The moon waxes and wanes, and the tides ride low and high; so life can’t always be dark and gloomy, right?

I believe that the speaker, even though the topic itself that they are speaking of is difficult; has managed to find some sport of comfort in this.

These lines are ever so subtly musical; they use rhymed couplets and harmonious “n” and “m” consonance. As seen in line four:

“My passions from a common spring.”

These gentle, musical sounds might suggest that the speaker has found their very own silver lining hidden within their loneliness and difference. Their unique way of viewing the world around them might be exactly what makes them special as well as different; this might have, in fact, made them a poet!

Maybe they’re physically unable to draw their passions from that metaphorical “common spring,” that they believe most others could do; but as the poem will show, their passions (and strength) might be coming from an even deeper and wilder source.

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Intro:

Hello; hope you are doing well, I’d rather not share my name online; but once I decide on a pen name I’ll update this.

I’m a 21 year old writer that absolutely loves to pick apart and analyze others writings! Living or dead authors, poems, plays, or short stories; even the occasional novel! Nothing is safe.

I’m pretty knowledgeable, I’d say, on literary and poetic devices, as well as how to form not only a solid, but engaging argument when analyzing the written word.

Currently I’m working on writing an analysis on the poem “Alone” by Edgar Allan Poe. So if you’re interested in this, you might want to consider sticking around. The lenses that I’m working with for this are: inclusion and isolation of the disabled, as well as using a queer lens!

I’ll link it here when I’m done!

I write for fun, but I’m not very knowledgeable on every single subject in the entire world; so if I write something that offends you, I do apologize and would hope that you bring it to my attention.

If you have any questions, or require help with your homework; please let me know. I will only be able to help with English language Arts homework, so I apologize in advance if you need help with math! Cause I do too.