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A bad day for a burial!

I didn't expect to laugh at this, I thought it to be a depressing piece of literature
Humour as a defense mechanism I guess

I should then have turned everything into the sublime and the beautiful; in the nastiest, unquestionable trash, I should have sought out the sublime and the beautiful.

“Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately in love with suffering.” Real

This reads weirdly similarly to diary of a wimpy kid if Greg had a thesaurus and an existential crisis

“Everything, however, would always end so happily with a lazy and rapturous transition to art - that is, to beautiful forms of being, quite ready-made, highly stolen from poets and novelists, and adapted to every possible service or demand.”

gud vad jag känner mig dum när jag läser den här