Franky
- Nito Gnoci
- Sep 21, 2019
- 4 min read
Updated: Apr 12, 2024

The New Criterion
New Oxford Review
The Thomistic Institute
Acton Institute
Crisis Magazine
First Things
National Review
The New Atlantis
Bede's Library
Strange Notions
History for Atheists
Biologos
Alvin Plantinga
Stephen Barr
John Lennox
James Hannam
N. T. Wright
William Lane Craig
Francis Collins
Alister McGrath
Edward Feser
Henri de Lubac
Dietrich von Hildebrand
Hans Urs von Balthasar
Alasdair MacIntyre
Rene Girard
John Polkinghorne
Brian Davies
Ian Hutchinson
Richard Swinburne
Peter van Inwagen
A brief trip to 2088
Old Testament Genesis Exodus
New Testament
Homer Iliad Odyssey
Aeschylus Agamemnon
Euripides The Trojan Women Bacchae Medea
Aristotle Plato Socrates
Epictetus Cleanthes Diogenes
Vergil Aeneid
Suetonius The Twelve Caesars
Ovid Metamorphosis
St. Augustine
Boethius Anselm
Dante The Divine Comedy
St. Thomas Aquinas Summa Theologica
Giotto St. Francis
Chaucer The Canterbury Tales
Malory Le Morte d’Arthur
Song of Roland
Gesta Francorum
Pascal Leibniz
Castiglione Suarez
Renaissance artists
Dante’s Inferno
Emperor Hadrian (Yourcenar sadness, Jewish War, attacks on Christians, child bored despite feast animal slaughter coliseum, Antinous, Favorinus teaching about Pyrrho, Juvenal, animals sacrifice at Temple, Achilles Tatius)
Death of Cato (Cicero, Brutus, Addison, Letters, atrocities)
Life of Cervantes
Macbeth
Tempest
Dr. Faustus
Rumpelstiltskin
Don Juan (more cruel than sexy)
Telemachus (Fenelon)
Rasselas (Johnson)
Nakba
Siege of Vienna
Hiroshima & Nagasaki (also spies)
Hollywood (innocence & sewer, 40s & 50s, Black Dahlia, Kirk Douglas, Rock Hudson, Garland, abortion)
Quetzalcoatl
Thunderbird
Holodomor
St. Telemachus
Moon Landing
Poland - Soviet War
Jekyll Island
The Fall of Communism
Parliament of Fowls
Alexander Parvus
Ismail Ibn Sharif
Dahomey
First Council of Nicaea
Christian martyrs
Charlemagne
Pro-family, pro-life feminist vs. anti-family, pro-abortion libertarian man
Schopenhauer & Borges idealist atheist Republican vs. Christian biologist Democrat
Anti-Israel Jew vs. Israeli vs. libertarian secular Jew
Black separatists and white nationalist criminal gangs
The My Little Nihilist Handbook for Nihilists
Gorgias
Epicurus
Sophists
Sextus Empiricus
Gnostics
Manichaeans
Wilmot
deSade
decadence
Baudelaire
Huysman
Huxely
Nietzsche
Schopenhauer
Mann
Dadaism
Freud
Sartre
Borges
postmodernism
Anger at authority technocrats but share many beliefs
universe chaotic mess
mankind evil insignificant
desperate but unsuccessful search for pleasure
disconnection from science and even reality
mankind lacks access to truth, must live without truth
suicide preferred life style (lack of life style?)
embrace perversity, evil
virtual reality, drugs
atheism
anti-natalism why masses allowed to breed with abandon like teeming rodents cull herd animals
brave strong pessimists superior to cowardly weak optimists
solipsism
opposed to even atheists working together toward a common goal
Only a few are strong enough to embrace the blackness, only rare heroes can swallow pitch black despair. Can you? Can you suck up the abyss like a vacuum and store it in your gut? Do you have the raw nerve to hurl yourself from a mountain peak? Can you stretch your jaw and force down rotted and raddled flesh, becoming one with a stinking carcass? Can you bury yourself alive? Toss spadefuls of dirt down upon your coffin and then hear the muffled sound above? And finally can you discard your heroism and dump it out with the rest of the trash?
you barely hear above you?
Take an evening in autumn, crisp as an apple.
Hear the dry dead leaves scratching across
the road, these leaves somehow come to life, a legion, like arthropods scuttling, their veins throbbing, their hideous plum-colored flesh now become moist and flexible.
Consider the proximate suffering and terror brought on by the cold that stings and the blackness that blinds. Then intensify that cold and that dark and extend them for billions of light-years in every direction, and then empty, meaningless billions of light-years more. How can I.
Virtual Reality
No one should be satisfied with existing reality. Why should such reality, thrown together by chance, satisfy? Who can accept the monotony, humiliation, drudgery, weariness, sickness, accident, old age, death? The goal must be to ignore or flee this reality we are trapped in, create for ourselves an improved reality that will fulfill our every hope.
heart’s desires. Technology
Grendel Mendel walrus shoe
Nipsey Russell pink eye poo
Winkle Tinkle slapsie shy
Hear the highway keening for something lost, getting out of bed
Hear the dry dead leaves scratching across the road, a legion, somehow animated, like arthropods scuttling, their veins throbbing, their hideous plum-colored flesh now become moist and shiny.
And tumbling like rodents And moldy
If Oscar Wilde can write a book about a book, I can write a book about a book about a book.
What play could we produce to express this horror? Which theater would we use? What actors? What puppetry? What aquatic mammals would participate? What cosmic ice show could we stage? I think you already know.
Take an evening in autumn, crisp as an apple.
Consider the proximate suffering and terror brought on by the cold that stings and the blackness that blinds. Then intensify that cold and that dark and extend them for billions of light-years in every direction, and then empty, meaningless billions of light-years more. How can I.
Hear the highway keening for something lost, getting out of bed
Hear the dry dead leaves scratching across t
And tumbling like rodents And moldy
What play could we produce to express this horror? Which theater would we use? What actors? What puppetry? What aquatic mammals would participate? What cosmic ice show could we stage? I think you already know.
to express the unutterable horror this
let’s put in a show from hell
ANYTHING can happen on this day. An accident, a death, a secret exposed, a condemnation.
I don’t want to be dramatic I mean a human life or death is unimportant do we hold funerals for plastic forks or just toss them in the garbage?
The Enemy
They are the technocrat. The optimistic engineering types. Smiling and smug. No cooperation with these pigs then I’d rather see those idiot Christians win then
Also My ex-girlfriend lying in the couch like some dead thing her hams moist and musky hot and hammy stained and stinking fermenting in the brine if her own self-absorption conceit the less about her the better
salty sack of pork product
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