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newblogvip mizukixxa 22/03/30(Wed)07:25 No. 18233 [Reply]
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A man was going to the house of some rich person. As he went along the road, he saw a box of good apples at the side of the road. He said, "I do not want to eat those apples; for the rich man will give me much food; he will give me very nice food to eat." Then he took the apples and threw them away into the dust.
He went on and came to a river. The river had become very big; so he could not go over it. He waited for some time; then he said, "I cannot go to the rich man's house today, for I cannot get over the river."
He began to go home. He had eaten no food that day. He began to want food. He came to the apples, and he was glad to take them out of the dust and eat them.


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26/01/15(Thu)22:07 No. 18999
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https://theanarchistlibrary.org/library/bob-black-the-abolition-of-work
>No one should ever work.
>Work is the source of nearly all the misery in the world. Almost any evil you’d care to name comes from working or from living in a world designed for work. In order to stop suffering, we have to stop working.
>That doesn’t mean we have to stop doing things.
>Curiously—or maybe not—all the old ideologies are conservative because they believe in work. Some of them, like Marxism and most brands of anarchism, believe in work all the more fiercely because they believe in so little else.


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26/01/15(Thu)23:11 No. 19000

>>18999
>Curiously—or maybe not—all the old ideologies are conservative because they believe in work.
Daoism doesn't. In Buddhism too, a householder life is pretty much incompatible with enlightenment, and hermits have it best.
But, ultimately, this plane was designed to enable murder and theft and make working necessary. And it belongs to those who crave this kind of existence, and those who reject it are outsiders destined to leave soon.


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26/03/07(Sat)15:13 No. 19067

>>19000
Daoism and Buddhism are religions, not ideologies.




The Flatlands 26/03/06(Fri)22:02 No. 19064 [Reply]
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>Enter my world.
>Welcome.

https://bartholomey.github.io/the_lake_redoubt/




Anonymous 26/02/21(Sat)08:46 No. 19051 [Reply]
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Can someone give me a random story for me, Cause i don't want to write it..Its for homework


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26/03/02(Mon)23:10 No. 19061
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Here you go, OP. Random, as you requested.


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26/03/02(Mon)23:26 No. 19062

>>19061
>games4esl

kek


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26/03/06(Fri)21:56 No. 19063

Yes.




2. I wrote a light novel about J-pop. I've stopped writing 26/02/11(Wed)17:14 No. 19035 [Reply]
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1. Invincible

Synopsis:
A college freshman suddenly manifests powers on par with Superman—flight, invulnerability, strength beyond measure. Within weeks, fear and paranoia twist him into something far worse than a savior. In a single catastrophic day, he wipes out a third of the world’s population.

As humanity reels, an alien civilization arrives. Not conquerors. Not exterminators. Investors.

Earth, they announce, is now prime real estate—ripe for acquisition and resale on the galactic market.

The young superhuman, drowning in guilt and hunted as the greatest mass murderer in history, is the only being powerful enough to stop them. To save a planet he nearly destroyed, he must confront the terrifying truth:

He may not deserve to be its hero.

2. Tokyo Kitchen

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love writing stuff ThreeFour 26/02/12(Thu)15:37 No. 19048

good to get it out your system instead of letting it fester

I like the part about alien investors, this is very intelligent to remember that the motivation behind anything is always the same thing.


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26/02/12(Thu)16:55 No. 19049

Last time I tried writing something (original)
It was critisized and broken down before I had finished or even shown anybody.
They said I was rambling.




3. I wrote a light novel about J-pop. I've stopped writing 26/02/12(Thu)09:25 No. 19047 [Reply]
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1. Invincible

Synopsis:
A college freshman suddenly manifests powers on par with Superman—flight, invulnerability, strength beyond measure. Within weeks, fear and paranoia twist him into something far worse than a savior. In a single catastrophic day, he wipes out a third of the world’s population.

As humanity reels, an alien civilization arrives. Not conquerors. Not exterminators. Investors.

Earth, they announce, is now prime real estate—ripe for acquisition and resale on the galactic market.

The young superhuman, drowning in guilt and hunted as the greatest mass murderer in history, is the only being powerful enough to stop them. To save a planet he nearly destroyed, he must confront the terrifying truth:

He may not deserve to be its hero.

2. Tokyo Kitchen

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2. I wrote a light novel about J-pop. I've stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)23:11 No. 19033 [Reply]
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Far from the chaos of the restaurant—
Inside a car, the Leader drove with both hands steady on the wheel. City lights reflected off the windshield like an artificial constellation.
“Did you eat?” he asked.
The City Boy, seated in the passenger seat, scrolled through a review app.
“Not yet. There’s a new café in Shimokitazawa. Opened two weeks ago.”
“That’s where we’re going. And where you’ll meet the rest of the group.”
The City Boy’s face lit up.
“So that means I’m officially part of the group now?”
“Looks like it. Congratulations.”
“Years of training…”
“They finally paid off.”
The traffic light turned red.
For a brief moment, the Leader rested his forehead against the steering wheel.
On stage, he was the father.
The responsible one.
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I wrote a light novel about J-pop. I've stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)23:03 No. 19031 [Reply]
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This is one of them.
A story about a J-pop idol group that dies on stage and wakes up inside a world that resembles a game.
Ten men in total.
Among them, two are traitors.
And one is a jester—
a role that exists only to disrupt, mislead, and laugh as everything collapses.
To return to Earth, they must play a cruel game of trust and accusation.
This is not a story about idols.
It is a story about what remains when the spotlight disappears.

Stacks of takeout boxes formed crude barricades.
Plastic cups lay overturned across the floor, nameless casualties of a forgotten skirmish.
Disposable chopsticks were scattered everywhere, as if someone had tried—desperately—to fight back with them.
And at the center of the wreckage—
Eight idols.
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3. I wrote a six-chapter light novel. I’ve stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)08:24 No. 19029 [Reply]
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Chapter 4

Where the Signal Can’t Reach

The meeting point lay beyond the network.
The address led me to an old underground maintenance station, built before cities became intelligent. No sensors. No drones. No projected displays.
My phone lost signal halfway down the stairs.
For the first time in days, the silence was real.
Others were already there.
Different ages, different faces—but none had visible implants. No floating. No data projections. No perfect stiffness.

—You’re late,
a man said, leaning against a rusted pillar.

—That says enough already.
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I wrote a six-chapter light novel. I’ve stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)08:06 No. 19026 [Reply]
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Chapter 1
The Empty Coffin

In the twenty-second century, dying without implants was considered an eccentricity.
Dying without implants and choosing burial was almost a cultural offense.
That was why my grandfather’s funeral felt wrong from the beginning.
Ceremonial drones hovered above the cemetery, suspended in perfect silence. Around me, people whispered through neural links, exchanging regulated condolences and calibrated sympathy.
I had none of that.

—It’s still insane to reject enhancements at this point…
a woman murmured behind me.

I didn’t listen. My eyes were fixed on the coffin.

Black. Plain. Old.
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". I wrote a six-chapter light novel. I’ve stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)08:12 No. 19027

Synopsis: In the 22nd century, refusing human implants is no longer an option, but an anomaly.
When the coffin of a war hero is found empty, his non-enhanced grandson becomes embroiled in a mystery.
Those without implants are labeled as mistakes: unpredictable, dangerous, and expendable.
The protagonist discovers that the last real war is fought not with weapons, but with free will.

Chapter 3

Unauthorized Variables

Japan didn’t sleep that night.
Official broadcasts looped endlessly, cleaner each time. The president’s body disappeared earlier with every edit until only his voice remained.
A message without an ending.

—It’s for security,
my father said, closing the shutters.
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I wrote a six-chapter light novel. I’ve stopped writing. 26/02/10(Tue)08:15 No. 19028
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Chapter 3
Unauthorized Variables

Japan didn’t sleep that night.

Official broadcasts looped endlessly, cleaner each time. The president’s body disappeared earlier with every edit until only his voice remained.

A message without an ending.

—It’s for security,
my father said, closing the shutters.

—They’ll declare a control state.
—Control of what?

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Snow White was 7 years old 25/04/24(Thu)05:00 No. 18765 [Reply]
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Read the original Grimm Brothers fairy tale
Snow White was 7 when the mirror first called her the fairest one of all
7 when she met the dwarfs who all fell in love with her
7 when she “died” and was put in the glass coffin so the dwarfs could look at her all the time
7 when the prince saw her in the glass coffin and fell in love with her and married her

Thoughts?


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otiscavin 26/02/04(Wed)02:16 No. 19022

In Disney’s 1937 film, Snow White is officially 14 years old, not 7. Disney aged her up to make the romance less uncomfortable and more in line with their audience expectations. https://sprunkiretakemod.net/online


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26/02/04(Wed)03:34 No. 19023

>>18765
>7 when the prince saw her in the glass coffin and fell in love with her and married her
Isn't the very point of sleeping in a glass coffin for a very-very long time that when you wake up, you're no longer 7?


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26/02/04(Wed)11:48 No. 19024

>>19023
Her body didn't change while she was asleep, it was like she was frozen in time. She didn't get one day older during all of that time. And only a true love's kiss could awaken her.

Anyway, the best Grimm story is still the Bluebeard.

Except everyone misinterprets it's meaning. The Bluebeard was not the monster. The chick was kind of. But it's just a metaphor for how society functions.





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