On Love

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anon (not verified)
On Love

Isn't it sweet that young anarchists, so in enraptured by anarchism, seek the council of other anarchists in matters regarding love? Have we come to raise one another? What does this mean in the internet age? What role do parents play when the children are raised by screens? And how best to approach the questions of young anarchists, atomized as they are?

Those are my questions. But I am also here to ask questions posed to me by a young anarchist.

On Romanitic Love

Can someone in an anarchist mindspace really love a regular person (well more like can they coexist)?
and what problems come from dating anarchists?
and what problems come form dating normies?

fish (not verified)
Love is a distraction. Media

Love is a distraction. Media implants us with pipe dreams of read and pink to have us chase some bullshit dream, rather than destroy the state. As for my relationships in life, all pale in comparison to my true love of anarchy.

anon (not verified)
Love is of course a marketing

Love is of course a marketing stunt for people to confine themselves in private relationships so they (usually the normie boyfriend stereotypes) gotta get a new car every two years (for love) and eventually make babies.

anon (not verified)
in terms of raising one

in terms of raising one another, peers have always had/will always have a great influence growing up

the rest of the questions, i can avoid

maybe try in anarchy 101, or watch anarcho agony aunts vids (their advice is meh but innocuous, maybe it’ll make you bored of your concerns and not mind them anymore. they seem nice tho, and second opinions are sometimes useful even if u dont agree, hearing the reasoning and thinking process out loud and the back and forth)

anon (not verified)
"So, as I see it,

"So, as I see it, voluptuousness, excess, squandering generosity, immediacy, gratuitousness and playfulness are keys to rediscovering (or rather re-creating) creativity in an anarchist manner. There is no place here for renunciation or self-denial. Thus, the critique that grows from this attitude asks, 'Can I make this activity, relationship, tool or toy my own or is it a barrier to my expansive creation and enjoyment of life?' If the former, I will grasp it as part of the expansive wealth of insurgent self-creative living, always seeking to push it beyond itself, as I push myself beyond myself. If the latter I will attack it with the aim of destroying it, recognizing it for the prison that it is."

-Wolfi Landsteicher "Desire Armed: Anarchy and the Creative Impulse"

anon (not verified)
love = solidarity

love = solidarity

love trumps hate

garbage disposal unit > love


anon (not verified)
One word, Benjamin


anon (not verified)
do farts romanticize?

do farts romanticize?

like the noisy short trumpet-like staccato farts in specific.
i feel great affinity with these farts, they succinctly summarize my life.

Le Way
Love for me is not about the

Love for me is not about the emotional sexual relationships which dominate the plebian interpretation of any instinctual rapturous relationship, rather, it is for me the holistic appraisal of the aesthetic epiphanies which accompany any creative meeting of minds. Certainly some of these can lead to playful sensual interaction, but there has to be an overwhelming intuitive impulse for me to consummate any venereal desires.
For those who have been around on this site the last 8 yrs or so, you would be familiar with my earlier attempts to introduce these ideas with extracts from my Creative Aesthetic Insurgency essay, which I put the lid on after it attracted derisive negative feedback from leftist syndicalists and unionist libertarianhs back then.

anon (not verified)
even platonic love can be

even platonic love can be unrequited

Le Way
Don't get all lovey-dovey

Don't get all lovey-dovey with me!
Such a lack of reciprocity would not exist if the point of true love had been reached. You can drop the Romanticism, talking over the phone about a plane ticket just might save your heart, or a long hike in the wilderness if you're an antinatalist primitivist :)

anon (not verified)
i genuinely don’t understand

i genuinely don’t understand what the 2nd half of the last sentence means

anon (not verified)
oh lol now that u edited it

oh lol now that u edited it it makes more sense

Le Way
Yes, it needed some editing.

Yes, it needed some editing. Now that the ice is broken, are you in love passionately with anything in particular?

anon (not verified)
answered off the cuff, would

answered off the cuff, would have said no, but looked in the dictionary for the word "passion", and must admit that many of these have applied at one point or another, but always attenuated, never unbridled. "passion" seems to bring to mind some ardor, and although lost my temper here and there, inflecting my voice with anger, never poured myself into something driven by an inner flame. not in love passionately with anything in particular. have interests, which could be more like bad habits, than passion. deeply unsatisfied and disappointed in myself for going so far down a path that leads me nowhere near what fantasized. but isn't that the role of escapist fantasy, to be so different from reality? it's not that achieved little, that's also true, but that failed at things that had nothing to do with what might want, outright avoiding them. been molded more by fear than by love. maybe this is all a lie, and can't remember what role love played, what interests were genuine. all that is lost.

Le Way
Well maybe you have a well

Well maybe you have a well rounded passion for life, so sane that nothing in particular stands out? Obsession, fanaticism and fetishism are the undesirable aspects of passion gone steroidal and insane, and its rife in capitalist materialistic society, and what suffers is quality and depth in relationships. Its psych 101, but its surprising how "real love" is derailed by the crass consumption of objects.

Le Way
No, I loath the ignorant

No, I loath the ignorant plebes of this world, but I would be polite to them as I withdrew from their presence. And loathing isn't blind hatred, its a healthy disgust for something, an essential attitude towards cultured ugliness and emotional stupidity.
The unadulterated minds of children are the most lovable and beautiful things.

anon (not verified)
im like an octopus inside two

im like an octopus inside two coconut halves.

except i’m the coconut shells.
i don’t know what unlikely creature is using my husk.
i’m a semblance in servitude, a hallow facade.
beside myself, i fall in a clatter.
like humpty dumpty, but without the yolk, the white, and the personality.

Le Way
Yes, you sound like you are

Yes, you sound like you are enslaved. I think you meant " hollow facade " , but don't worry, most adults who vote for politicians fall into this category.

senileoldtroll (not verified)
might even say it's a

might even say it's a hallowed facade! not by me, mind you

Le Way
Well yes, the religious who

Well yes, the religious who believe in an external holiness are to themselves vacant.

anon (not verified)
im late for work i should

im late for work i should probably hurry but i’ve barely started my coffee

anon (not verified)
weird nothings

weird nothings

anon (not verified)
holy fuck i wasted my

holy fuck i wasted my saturday

anon (not verified)
free topic!! wohooooo!!!

free topic!! wohooooo!!!

anon (not verified)
pretty ingenious people in

pretty ingenious people in those protests in hong kong huh.

maybe this will be the last big protest that ever happens.

or maybe protests will always be allowed as pressure valves to release steam and keep it from escalating.

maybe maybe maybe i can repeat shit others have said like: strategy! precedents! trends!

lol what is even speech even?

nothing ever happens. change is impossible- Zenon

uh holololololalallilililololol

anon (not verified)
Protests have become more

Protests have become more than just release valves of prole rage nowadays. States use them to destabilize competing foreign powers, to varied degrees of efficiency. Among other purposes.

anon (not verified)
im gonna write here. im sad.

im gonna write here. im sad.
no one has time or comprehension for me.
it’s my fault, everyone is responsible to reach out and find people who care about them. but everyone has problems and no time for bullshit. everyone is so busy. only have time if it’s an emergency, not for everyday. i’m not in a crisis. i can live my whole live alone, but i don’t like it. today a guy on the train told me we had the same lunchbox. what a lame conversation starter, lol. is that how friends are made? but i was walking to my car on the parking, kinda jumpy moment, not the type of situation you want to stop and chat. kinda creepy, but not really, it was normal maybe.

anon (not verified)
i am so angry.

i am so angry.
what do?
pour it into work on a weekend? ver anarchy
pour it into activism? wow
pour it into smashy? yeah right, wait for it.
pour it into leisure? lol, that's not how it works.
i'll let it fester and shorten my lifespan! yay heart disease!
that's not how that works tho.
feelings don't matter. action don't matter. nothing matters.
i don't matter.
imma do a bit of work. productivity has its own rewards. all i want is reward and validation right?
no, but i'll take what i can get.
i'm a fucking conformist, someone snipe me.

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