Dazai being a pain in the ass
rediscovering randnom facts about the Greek Class that I had forgotten about:
Henry is a reckless driver
Francis (not Charles!) and Camilla kiss on the mouth as a form of greeting
Richard has a one-night-stand with a random girl his first week at Hampden
the Greek Class have a pet dog (and it dies)
Charles gets along well with Marion
Henry accidentally shoots and kills a duck
Richard regularly drunk-drives Francis home from the doctor
Bunny is severely dyslexic
This is so real
guys this is going to sound really dumb. but. like does julian have other classes in other years? so THE greek class (richard, henry, etc.) are all in the same year of college, but obviously there are years younger than them, and people who used to be before them. like who did julian teach before them? who else does he teach if he does? this is what i’m curious about. 😔
Crack concept: Atsushi doesn’t exactly get absorbed…not completely that is.
Akutagawa: Weretiger!
Atsushi: Oh my god can you lower your volume I’m right here!
Akutagawa:…Well get off the floor then!
Atsushi: Oh jee let me just get my nonexistent leg and my nonexistent arm and oh yeah the entire MISSING HALF of my body and then I’ll be right up there with you.
Akutagawa: Sarcasm is unbecoming of you.
Atsushi: When my leg comes back I’m going to throw it at you.
Akutagawa: I see nothing changed now you’ve lost half your brain.
Atsushi: I see being bought back to life didn’t give you a sense of humour.
Akutagawa: Does it hurt?
Atsushi: You remember when you cut my leg off, the first time?
Akutagawa: Obviously.
Atsushi: I would prefer having that pain over this…every day of my life over this.
Akutagawa: You damn fool, why would you protect me?
Atsushi: Why would you protect me?
Akutagawa: I asked you first!
Atsushi: I asked you second!
Akutagawa: That doesn’t even make sense!
Atsushi: My consciousness is split between here and a 4th dimensional plane of reality where I’m being guided by a hallucination of my dead Headmaster pretending to be Dazai.
Atsushi: Nothing in our lives makes sense.
Akutagawa: I suppose you’re right.
Atsushi: Oh man am I dead? Did you just admit that?
Akutagawa: Idiot you’re not allowed to die until I kill you.
Atsushi: Well I’m at least half way there-ow!
Akutagawa: Don’t even joke about that!
Atsushi: Okay ow! Jeez keep that up and I’ll start to think you were worried- stop kicking me!
Fyodor:…Did you get any of that?
Gozen shrugs.
And when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?
Charles Bukowski
My small analysis about The Secret History, and the way it seems to fall in the absurdism:
Through the whole book, we have these little details, characters and else that break the classic (and very structured) rules of writing. In literature, it is known that every character and every interaction is forced to have a weight on the narrative, however, in the book we find characters that are there or things that happen just because. The person following Bunny and Henry on their trip, or the character that lied about seeing something the day of Bunny's murder.
Now, this is only in the way the book is structured, however, if we look closely, we find the perfect example of why this falls in the absurdism. You see, Camus was a firm believer that things don't have to happen for a reason, that nothing matters because at the end, we all are going to die, and that it doesn't matter what we do.
Henry (and I would say Camilla and maybe even Francis) follows this idea after the bacchanal. It is the result of the bacchanal.
The murder, which is a mere concept that fall in the category of terror by humans, is an act of destruction, one of the worst transgressions (if not considered the worse one). Death is only allowed if it happens because of some sort of destiny, divinity or deity, death is a transgression for humans, the thin line. When they murdered the farmer, they crossed this line, clearly, the main strenght in this, is Henry.
When he's the main responsable of this death, he crossed the line. And then, he got away with it. So, this bringed in him the idea that, actually, nothing matters. Nothing matters because he alredy killed someone, and nothing changed. He still got up, got to study, got to live as he wants.
He described that he often felt like life was meaningless and bland, but after killing someone, he noticed that life is actually meaningless, yet, this as well means he could do whatever he wished.
That's why he could kill Bunny, that's why he decided he wanted to be closer to Camilla, play around with poisoning. Henry realized that if life was empty on its own, he could do as he pleased, because there's nothing stopping him.
like you are still there
the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away
Comic inspired by that hot witch wife meme
“You need to tell me about *A*” oh no no no no no. I don’t need to tell you about A.