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What separated monoid from any of his predecessors, even the bleakest, was the lack of any apparent object-cause for his melancholia. (That’s what made it melancholia rather than melancholy, which has always been an acceptable, subtly sublime, delectation for men to relish.) From its very beginnings, the message board has been more to do with male (and female) sadness than elation. Yet, in the case of both the emokid and the fat girl, there is, at least ostensibly, a reason for the sorrow. Because monoid's bleakness was without any specific cause, he crossed the line from the blue of sadness into the black of depression, passing into the ‘desert and wastelands’ where nothing brings either joy or sorrow. Zero affect. No heat in monoid's loins. He surveyed ‘the troubles and the evils of this world’ with the uncanny detachment of the neurasthenic. Posting ‘I’ve lost the will to want more’ on here, but there was no sense that there had been any such will in the first place. Give their earliest posts a casual read and you could easily mistake their tone for the curled lip spiky punk outrage, but, already, it is as if monoid is not railing against injustice or corruption so much as marshalling them as evidence for a thesis that was, even then, firmly established in his mind. Depression is, after all and above all, a theory about the world, about life. The stupidity and venality of politicians, the idiocy and cruelty of war are pointed to as exhibits in a case against the world, against life, that is so overwhelming, so general, that to appeal to any particular instance seems superfluous. In any case, monoid expects no more of himself than he does of others, he knows he cannot condemn from a moral high ground: he’ll let you take his place in a showdown. Depression is not sadness, not even a state of mind, it is a (neuro)philosophical (dis)position. |
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I'm so happy we all are friends |
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wow..... cant be bothered to read all that im afraid. i admit it is poor of me to react this way. but i can somhow almost guess what's written in this lovely looking text. |
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crap OP at4683uh7b7b75638thjhhwethbyjye yy |
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WOT? post cliffs |
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Try reading it slowly. |
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I did. Its still bollox |
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