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Franky

  • Writer: Nito Gnoci
    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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