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holy fuck. Bro holy fuck. There cannot be life after this
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Eh.
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>>25126820
That's what I said after getting sucked off by a black chick for the first time
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>>25126852
Ghoulish
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It's actually that good.

>Images surround us; cavorting broadcast in the minds of others, we wear the motley tailored by their bad digestions, the shame and failure, plague pandemics and private indecencies, unpaid bills, and animal ecstasies remembered in hospital beds, our worst deeds and best intentions will not stay still, scolding, mocking, or merely chattering they assail each other, shocked at recognition. Sometimes simplicity serves, though even the static image of Saint John Baptist received prenatal attentions (six months along, leaping for joy in his mother's womb when she met Mary who had conceived the day before): once delivered he stands steady in a camel's hair loincloth at a ford in the river, morose, ascetic on locusts and honey, molesting passers-by, upbraiding the flesh on those who wear it with pleasure. And the Nazarene whom he baptized? Three years pass, in a humility past understanding: and then death, disappointed? unsuspecting? and the body left on earth, the one which was to rule the twelve tribes of Israel, and on earth, left crying out - My God, why dost thou shame me? Hopelessly ascendent in resurrection, the image is pegged on the wind by an epileptic tentmaker, his strong hands stretch the canvas of faith into a gaudy caravanserai, shelter for travelers wearied of the burning sand, lured by forgetfulness striped crimson and gold, triple-tiered, visible from afar, redolent of the east, and level and wide the sun crashes the fist of reality into that desert where the truth still walks barefoot.
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He improves quite a bit in JR and mostly removes any chance for people to miss the point and use it to validate their ideology. The thinly veiled speeches and inconsistent narrative style of TR kind of irks me but I think I still prefer TR to JR. I really wish Gaddis had put some time into really developing his narrative skills.
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I thought JR was exhausting to read and I gave up by page 15
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>>25126969
Postmodern slop
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>>25127136
What makes it postmodern?
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>>25127129
You were truly filtered.
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>>25126969
>Religious imagery
No thanks I'm good
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>>25127489
It is all used to say that religion has become a larp and a way for people to lie to themselves about being "good" and "moral." He never shits on the idea of faith itself and there are a couple instances of true faith in the book but the bulk of it is larping.
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>>25126969
Funny how something can be pretty good and fucking horrid at the same time. A bit like getting head from a ladyboy.
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>>25126820
I found it suspicious that he seemed to have abandoned his style in his later years and started to do Thomas Bernhard imitations.
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>>25128658
>authors are supposed to pick one style and stick with it for 50 years
midwit alert



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