What did he mean by this?

What did he mean by this?

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That must be why movies used to be good because everyone goes to the movies now. Remember “did you see IT yet?”

blah blah blah

If you weren't some vague kind of freak at odds with the world you'd be living the experiences you're trying to simulate in books.

He basically meant
>I'm not like the other girls teh heh

I wouldn't want to experience the vast majority of things I read in books.

Why does it matter if you love life or are *happy*?

damn so this is why i am miserable if i don't have a book to read

This is one of those quotes they think sounds good when they write it down, but look back and cringe at later.

Is Lovecraft even worth commenting on, in a literary capacity? Nope!

The only good writers are platonists who realize they'll never know the bliss of directly interacting with the world of forms.

There's no "artistic universe." There's only one universe, as the definition of "universe" encompasses everything. Books and movies are in the universe, in the world, so how can they be for those a little fed up with the world? It makes no sense.

>What did he mean by this?
One of the ways to endure suffering is to try to find an escape from the world, or the self. Art is one such escape.

But you wish you could lack back on those experiences and how they had shaped your life, or you wouldn't like reading about them.

Still no

Literature abandons the world and totality. It is the Outside.

He means that films and literature are essentially escapism for those disatisfied with existence.

Pfff

Those who love life are vapid fucks?

I doubt that.

Many life affirming people enjoy litterature.

Oh, it's Houellebecq - he's the biggest pseud since Sartre.

Desu as much as I like his work I view houllebecq as just a cringy frenchman. Redpilled though.

Jokes on you, I hate life and don't read

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I’m fed up with some things, but not life as it could be.
Houellbecq can’t seem to reach his head into the clouds

and you can't get your head out of your ass