Pointless Philosophies

Nothing important at all.

Pointless Book Review #1

House of Leaves- Mark Z. Danielewski

I suppose this is what happens when you read too much into form. This could be taken as a novel exemplifying form over function, though it could easily be argued that the book derives much of it’s function from its form. Danielewski seems to be quite the student of the post-modern school with his careful attention to the meaning, shape, and function of language itself. I’m not sure if I care so much for his endless experimentation with the physical layout of the words on page but the man can craft a story. The way he weaves intertwining narratives around what is essentially a critical piece creates a story that is not only complex, but beautifully original. Its surface of a distinctly creepy horror story reveals a deep understanding of what it is to be human, what it is to love, and what it means to live. I had a great amount of fun with this novel, it kept me hooked from the beginning. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone who doesn’t enjoy complex narratives and following multiple story lines at once. Overall I would say this is a very enjoyable book. 

Rating: 1

(I rate on a binary scale, one is read, zero is don’t read)

Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.

—Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via arcticnebula)

How nice - to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.

—Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via honeyforthehomeless)

Live a little, it’s time

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.

—Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via larmoyante)

Finally, a tumblr. app for my phone.

Just the backyard on a beautiful Friday.

Just the backyard on a beautiful Friday.

whiskyshelf: Knob Creek Rye Small Batch. Rye whiskies have an interesting understated grainy feel on the tongue, off-setting the youngness of the spirit. This is no exception. Simple, clean, and easy to drink, with a nose that is pleasant and balanced. Doesn’t taste too young, as a few batches of Knob Creek have come across to this Scotch freak, and the rye adds a layer of starchy-flavor that’s very interesting. This rye is definitely worth a try. American rye whiskey. 8/10.

whiskyshelf:

Knob Creek Rye Small Batch. Rye whiskies have an interesting understated grainy feel on the tongue, off-setting the youngness of the spirit. This is no exception. Simple, clean, and easy to drink, with a nose that is pleasant and balanced. Doesn’t taste too young, as a few batches of Knob Creek have come across to this Scotch freak, and the rye adds a layer of starchy-flavor that’s very interesting. This rye is definitely worth a try. American rye whiskey. 8/10.

I don’t trust myself

Language is falling apart. Communication has begun to fail everyone. The rise of instantaneous and continuous connection has caused a decline in thoughtful, meaningful communication. The more we are capable of knowing the less clear everything becomes. Communication has become a victim of entropy. Language has become a diluted cesspit of meaningless symbols and jargon. Humans have become so capable of saying so little with so much effort that we are so often unable to actually consider meaning. We (as a society) have lost the ability to communicate in a succinct way. Everything is hidden behind double meanings and half truths. Clarity has become a sign of weakness. Depth of thought has become a roadblock to cultural success.