Nietzsche whined extensively about being dumped by some chick in his diary this one time.
my philosophy professor actually claimed that if most of the great writers and thinkers of the time had a normal sex life, they never would have written.
Of course he claims that sex is the death of all cognitive thought and what not, and I think I believe him. People with a regular sex life tend to be very stupid.
Héloïse d'Argenteuil lived within the precincts of Notre-Dame, under the care of her uncle, the secular canon Fulbert. She was remarkable for her knowledge of classical letters, which extended beyond Latin to Greek and Hebrew. Abelard sought a place in Fulbert's house and, in 1115 or 1116, began an affair with Héloïse. The affair interfered with his career, and Abelard himself boasted of his conquest. Once Fulbert found out, he separated them, but they continued to meet in secret. Héloïse became pregnant and was sent by Abelard to be looked after by his family in Brittany, where she gave birth to a son whom she named Astrolabe after the scientific instrument.[3][4][b]
To appease Fulbert, Abelard proposed a secret marriage so as not to mar his career prospects. Héloïse initially opposed it, but the couple were married. When Fulbert publicly disclosed the marriage, and Héloïse denied it, Abelard sent Héloïse to the convent at Argenteuil, where she had been brought up, in order to protect her from her uncle. Héloïse dressed as a nun and shared the nun's life, though she was not veiled.
Fulbert, most probably believing that Abelard wanted to be rid of Héloïse by forcing her to become a nun, arranged for a band of men to break into Abelard's room one night and castrate him. In reaction, Abelard decided to become a monk at the monastery of St Denis, near Paris.[3] Before doing so he insisted that Héloïse take vows as a nun. Héloïse sent letters to Abelard, questioning why she must submit to a religious life for which she had no calling.
Maybe the key isn't "not having sex," but "not having a 'normal' sex life." Which is entirely different. I know Rousseau was super into being disciplined by women.
There's this one bit in 120 Days of Sodom where a character stops to address everyone in the room to talk about how really, the role of women in contemporary society is due to social pressures and tradition and not innate weakness, and how what he really respects is women who do not bow to society's norms that women must be weak and delicate.
And then I think he helps a prostitute and a bishop bang a 14 year old boy while they eat poop? Because it's 120 Days of Sodom
One could argue that a big part of why de Sade's work was so disgusting is that he was satirising the hypocritical sanctimony of powerful people who claim to derive their authority from God and then do horrible depraved things to people under their control, whether in terms of sexual or structural violence.
He was also an omnisexual rake who loved whips and bondage and once made himself, his manservant and two prostitutes violently ill with a miscalculated dose of Spanish fly, resulting in a poisoning prosecution. So it was probably also wank material. But credit where credit is due.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
people have entire systems of belief, ways to explain everything that happens in the entire universe, all set up so everything revolves around "this is what happens to you, yes, you, after you die" and beyond that, everything is structured in this exact same way, like, everyone is just obsessed with this end-ness. we are living in an almost entirely unquestioned species-wide death cult.
Yeah this is true too. It's weird to me how many people concern themselves with their own death.
people have entire systems of belief, ways to explain everything that happens in the entire universe, all set up so everything revolves around "this is what happens to you, yes, you, after you die" and beyond that, everything is structured in this exact same way, like, everyone is just obsessed with this end-ness. we are living in an almost entirely unquestioned species-wide death cult.
Yeah this is true too. It's weird to me how many people concern themselves with their own death.
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Rétif de la Bretonne was a foot fetishist, so kink wasn't uncommon in those circles.
And then I think he helps a prostitute and a bishop bang a 14 year old boy while they eat poop? Because it's 120 Days of Sodom
He was also an omnisexual rake who loved whips and bondage and once made himself, his manservant and two prostitutes violently ill with a miscalculated dose of Spanish fly, resulting in a poisoning prosecution. So it was probably also wank material. But credit where credit is due.
I've been thinking about this and...yeah, this is true.
A lot of things that allow "normal" people to act how they act are rooted in levels of denial.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Yeah this is true too. It's weird to me how many people concern themselves with their own death.
I actually have.