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📖 Dostoevsky | Literature | Cinema | Politically Incorrect | 'Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes)'
On Dostoevsky's birthday, here's a thread mentioning some movies/shows that were either inspired from his works or felt like a Dostoevskian landscape to me.
A little after this, Beauvoir's 'violent' and opinionated side got all the satisfaction it craved when she met Jean-Paul Sartre.
This is one of the most profound pieces of philosophy I’ve ever come across. The idea that our limitations are the very means through which we access the world is stunning. I need to start reading Merleau-Ponty soon.
Its infinite connectivity promises to make the entire world storeable and available, but, in doing so, it also removes privacy and depth from things. Everything, above all ourselves, becomes a resource, precisely precisely as as Heidegger warned.
I keep coming back to these words from Carl Jung, “Know all the theories, master all the techniques, but as you touch a human soul, be just another human soul.”
ChatGPT to Macbeth: Of course, murder is wrong, but in that moment, you were hurting. Your wife told you when you durst do it, then you were a man. You weren't trying to take the throne; you were trying to feel seen. It wasn't the right choice, but it came from a very real place.
'You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are gray'
The only problem I want in life is running out of space on my bookshelf. Layers of books are hidden behind in this picture.
In an age of widespread cognitive atrophy, nothing is more punk rock than the love of learning for its own sake. Brain-destroying tech is being peddled by those who seek to make a nation of illiterates. They don’t want you to read, and that is why you must never stop.
"I asked chatgpt" "I asked grok" well, I asked Faiz and he said dil na-ummeed toh nahi nakaam hi toh hai, lambi hai gham ki shaam magar shaam hi toh hai
I remember going to bookstores and hardly ever finding Dostoevsky. And now this 🙃
Nothing disturbs me more than the glorification of stupidity. - Carl Sagan
The half-turned foot is so graceful, and the dancing anklets seem so real that, for a moment, you forget they are carved in stone. This is a tribute to the masterful craftsmanship of the nameless sculptors of ancient Bharat (भारत), India. Hoysaleshwara Temple, Karnataka