What's it like knowing that this guy is the only poet in this generation...

What's it like knowing that this guy is the only poet in this generation? That all the time he spent reading literature grew prodigious fruit? That you're wasting your life, when his natural talent and determination opened a gateway to a success even he couldn't handle?

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Waste is a spook.

That may be, but let's put aside spooks, and rely on things that may be of relevance to people who aren't ceaseless nihilistic pricks?

Feels pretty good. This way I can think that I'm really talented and could handle it but I'm just not doing anything about it and he's talented but is too big of a pussy to handle it. I win

Let’s not. Why care about people who think they can waste life by not getting enough pats on the shoulder from the public?

Good. But is it enough? Is that illusion sufficient to act as a salve to your precious ego long enough for your body to wither? For your potential to be absorbed back into the amoebic fountain, the waiting stuff of inspiration molded by Brain Hephaesti?

You think the pats are the quantification of his fruit? The reward is the genius that is obvious in his wordplay, seemingly effortless after years of isolated, alienated toil, flowing forth angst and irony, sincere excommunication follows? You think the pats were the damn point? It is that he could create, something unique, something all his own.

No no, let's wave it all away with the typical blase handwave indicative of a failed mind. Let's ignore an aspect of ourselves, toiling away, reading, wondering, trying to build some framework from which to hang the souls of our greater demons, to show to the world our success over them, their dominion untenable within your shell, your finely hewn chunk of armor, no, let's just pretend to read and to criticise those who do, let us poison our wells and bemoan our inadequacies, let us sit in threads millionmiles long, and relate a story of emotional fialure, when our greatest desires are to take that stuff of mind and create, create, to give birth, to give birth to sons we could never meet in the flesh.

Oh yeah? well, why don't you quit yammering and create, you fucking loser.

I'm trying, Papa, I'm trying, I'm trying to make you proud enough to love me, to see through the miasma of your uncaring desertion, to call to me from the shadows, in an alleyway, to hold outmyour decayed hand in desperation for my forgiveness, and granted, lead you ne'er astray, lead you to my home, and hold you dear, as my Papa, ah, the greater demons envelop me, they give such transient glimpses of light only to rip away, rip away that Sunny D.

We are all fathers here, because we are all fatherless,
There are no mothers here, because we are all mother rich,
There are no words here, we are all just the crabs,
of our own undoing, dragging others alongside, into the drab.
There are no words here, no love, no faith, no action, no way.
There are no words here, nothing to give us freedom, nothing to say.
Fuck all you mothers, fuck all you fathers, fuck off, segregate,
your words are just weary. from a generation poisoned with hate.

the fuck is this shit, OP? go blog somewhere else.

>t. crab

Ye it's pretty good my dude. I'm not really an exhibitionist.
>slave to your ego
I'd say you can only be a slave to your superego or the gaze of the Other
Bo himself said that he's an attention seeker which, imho, makes him a bigger slave than I'll ever be. The best thing he ever did I'm his career was quitting. Not because his comedy sucked, but because he was finally free from pleasing others.

Can you stop writing like a pretentious autist? When you try to seem like you're saying something really deep I begin to think that you're being ironic. Tho maybe I'm autistic since the whole thread is ironic bait.

I'm a feminine Eminem, a slim shady lady
But nice, cause I texted Haiti
90 lady cops on the road
And I'm arrested for doing eighty
Like Hamlet, all about "words, words, words"
Divide a whole into thirds, thirds, thirds
I'm a gay sea otter:
I blow other dudes out of the water
I'm the man muffin, diving, muffin
Cold and fly like an arctic puffin
Puffing whacky tobaccy
Hating other rappers like I'm Helga Pataki
And I've been rocking this mic before electricity
Way back in 1000 BCE -
That's before the common era
I can't be stopped
Flow so sick that it should be mopped up
Chick's got a dixie cup
I gotta dick full of helium; I'll fuck you up
A boy, a girl, a middle aged bitch
Botox in the third person
I give the perspective a switch and
Bo talks in the third person
Just relax; if you wanna know me, here's two facts

OEDIPUS WAS TEH FIRST MOTHER FUCKER xDDDDD

If it isn’t about pats there is no self-promotion.

This takes me back to 11th grade. I wasn't happier then but I was more hopeful about my future

I'm not sure what you mean about my writing. I'm being quite sincere.

His material is fodder for the hipster hordes of soy-guzzling vicenarians of middle-class Burgerstan. No, I do not envy him.

what makes you think theres only one poet in this generation??? dont underestimate your brethren m8

mm mm now those are some dope rhymes! i like to write some rhymes every now and then too lemme show u how i do

i pity the fool who cant think to ask questions
eating weak rappers and napping while i digest em
always freshin like that new car scent
metal face masking true moves and intent
if youre bred like a mad dog got no sense of penance
imma smooth your dents and make sure you feel my sentence
so just be careful what you represent, cuz i look right through you
dont care if your hot shit and im impervious to voodoo
if i call you out, and hear no responsibility
ill reinvent your shit ending any future possibilities
of making off like madoff
like im ghost rider, nick cage, making you face off
coagulate your flow like whipping benedictian hollandaise sauce
the methodical discourse keeps ending competitions
so much ammuniation not even aiming while im spitting

so smoke your cigarette, put on your blindfold and get ready
im still holdin my breath, keeping the barrel so steady
you stand no chance in my sights under the gun
Im sorta like a Wiley Coyote keeping you on the run
changing your novel, into a short story
youre so easy to find i can just smell you marking territory
Nothing new under the sun? Just wait and see
im patiently waiting for the break to be
that new rapper who shows what being fake can mean
blatantly, capitalizing on your vacancies
cuz language seemin real easy for me to work and knead
im an ocean breeze the breath of fresh air you need
i make em bleed for real people thats you and me
im a fucking beast when I speak on a beat im free
my hearts a clock ticking till they cant compete
and ya already know i dont gotta change my rhyming scheme
my skills a dream, lucidly spittin till i start tearin seams
im in the club like the shit was 2003
ok thats enough from me like canibus says im killing it
check please for showing yall the lyrical limit

i saw bo burnham once at a casino in connecticut. he went up to a roulette table and bet $100 on red and lost and then walked away. i took a pic

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Stop doing what you're doing.

Why though?

this thread got slightly more popular than i expected. not bad for ranting about my father abandoning me.

Never gonna make it

It's not about sincerity, it's about it being shit

he's saying that you sure as shit don't sound sincere and you even kinda sound like a faggot

>his natural talent and determination opened a gateway to a success even he couldn't handle?
And yet he somehow achieved far less and was forgotten about faster than even Doug Stanhope

hey now, no need to be jealous.

Damn dude sorry to hear that, I sort of harbor similar feelings myself. I was abused as a child by my cousin actually too, it really hurts when family of all people betray you, but I believe being able to forgive on that level holds a lot of power. Sometimes people just don't know certain things, can be brash and reckless, struggle to empathize with others. I believe that sometimes when you begrudgingly hold others at fault, you're sort of part of the problem. We're all human, sometimes we all just have to move on from certain stuff.

I'm sorry that you were abused. No one should go through that. I feel like my abandonment issues are quite a bit less worthy of complaining about.
As to forgiveness, I remember contacting him once, being angry, and it was all neutralized by how little of a shit he gave about all of it, and really just kinda shit on me for even wanting a father to begin with. After that I was frustrated for a long time until I realized that all the anger I was holding wasn't doing anything positive for me. In the end, I forgave him his flaws, and that's life. I even at one time just wanted to succeed just to spite him. How silly is that?

I don't think any human emotion and feeling is silly. I think it would have been very silly if you were either too scared or did not feel worthy enough to share your feelings as you have. My real dad is a great man and instilled important lessons for me at a young age, yet I still know the feeling of wanting a "father". Someone who loves you no matter what and will always guide you towards success because they see themselves and their legacy in you. Someone who views you as their godly creation, their responsibility and opportunity to raise something even greater than themselves. It makes me happy to see another person be able to reconcile their feelings like that and focus on greater things. Its never too late you know, sometimes a very sincere "why" can rebuild even the biggest bridges

Thanks for the advice, I might have to try to communicate with him in a more positive light some day. I still have things to work on for myself, naturally, so I don't think I really have time for opening my heart up to be flayed if things go poorly. And it does seem as though the problems you had in the past haven't made you any less of a person with a clear and good heart. It was quite nice having this conversation with you.

Yeah I still have my own problems too. Not that you don't already know for yourself or anything but I'd recommend trying to look towards the fun and challenging sides of them rather than the pessimistic possibility, "know which wolf you're feeding" and all right? My grandma told me that. It was a nice conversation for me too user, it's so surprising how much just a simple and honest interaction between people can mean. Just remember to try and pay it forward!

Who even is that? It looks like someone from 2007 youtube, back when the website was just getting started and the only thing that got lots of views were meme videos.

Comedian Bo Burnham, really funny and talented guy

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Lol I just posted this as the first link I searched its actually so fucking funny though

Fuckin...

>forgotten about faster than even Doug Stanhope
what the fuck are you talking about you ignorant swamp running nigger?

I’m trying to make use of it
I’m juggling between reading great books, stories, and philosophy, learning game design and programming, and trying to learn how to invest so that I can run a studio long run and not crowd fund it short term. While all of this is happening I’m also going to make a YouTube channel that has irregular video uploads but talks about literature and philosophy while being entertaining, like crash course but less shit and less professionalism. So yeah I’m trying to make the most of my youth

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>You think the pats were the damn point?
Yes :3

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Not funny until the end part