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A law that applies to all ethnicities except non-Muslims is for no other purpose than to further the agenda of the fascist goverment's plan of a "Hindu state", as such, the idea of such an ethnostate is extremely reactionary. Although the states where CPI (Marxist) has control won't implement this, so that is an extremely rare W by them. Modi's continous rule over the nation as well as the military occupation of Kashmir is bound to be the destruction of the Hinduvta project
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What genre are they? Also, do it. ill buy a copy :)
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Overheard a random conversation at uni where they said "and they'll say how anti-zionism is not anti-semitism but they forget more than 90% of Jews are Zionists", "Don't get me wrong, not all Palestinians are bad" or whatever other bullshit.
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The world was peaceful when I was a child because I didn't know what the world outside really was, the world to me back then was just my home, yet it wasn't really peaceful, it was hell because of fighting, alcoholism, the usual trauma a child faces.
The world as I see it now is a shithole, but precisely due to it being a shithole did I discover how to really love, and do it correctly. Love people, love animals, love nature. You can relate this to how the dictatorship of the bourgeoisie and its efforts to maintain the status quo precisely due to its contradictions gives the proletariat everything necessary to fight. But I'm isolated right now, I don't really have anyone here, but I have more than enough love that is going empty due to not that many people being there to give it to, which I think of as a contradiction.
Marx says how you can't liberate others without liberating yourself, or at least I think he was the one who said it, but I see it as a contradiction with what I say here, that you can't liberate yourself without liberating others. The solution here precisely lies in the act of liberation. You don't liberate others necessarily during dialogue, during educating yourself through everyone, neither do you necessarily liberate others during this long, tiring process of waging a war. But people liberate each other. I think I got this from Pedagogy of the Oppressed by Paulo Freire, which I recently finished. I see its influence on the words I typed out in the post just as I'm typing this right now lol, its a really good work that talks about education through dialogue, criticizing the banking mode of education (used in college, schools, etc) as preserving the status quo. He uses examples from Mao's cultural revolution to say that cultural action is a process of education that has to start before, and not after taking power. I can't describe everything ofcourse, its a short read, around 150 pages and I'll recommend it.
I think I lost track there and switched topics, anyways, that's about it, hope I was able to explain why I wrote that. I just write things and finish it off whenever I'm not in a particularly good mood. I think you should understand it for yourself too, instead of relying on my explanation. Your subjective perspectives of a work (or anything) also matters as much as that of the creator.
Anyways, have a good day!
cross-posted from: https://hexbear.net/post/1538559 > 
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my brother in christ the civilization you are talking about ruined y (our) own country and it is still in shambles, what are you on
Feels great. The bill gives the govt. power to set encryption standards to messaging services like whatsapp, signal, facebook, instagram, etc as per what they deem to be a public threat (Yes, this means they hold power over seeing private messages and acting appropriately). Also this bill was passed in the absence of more than a 100 MP's, who were suspended. its not like Hinduvta dickriders will be effected, this applies to queers, women, lower-castes, Muslims, and any whistleblower/journalist who speaks for them. India is indeed a fascist dictatorship of the comprador-bourgeoisie, it has never been democratic, but now the government is feeling more and more free to let all of the reactionary elements of it out in the open. The education system is also riddled with propaganda, which is visible with comments under news posts understanding it in an entirely wrong way ("We are skipping China and directly heading to North Korea"- they both are more democratic than you will ever be; "Everyone should read 1984"- read revolutionary science, not bullshit anti-communist fiction, which was not even applied to a state like India. In fact Orwell would be jacking off to this if he was alive). I feel doomerist from time to time, but obviously that won't help me. The only way to go is raising class consciousness and mobilizing people to organize. I can't do that when I'm not even there. It sucks but I'll have to keep fighting.
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I think R did you a favour by eating your "snack"
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thank you for clarifying
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Get Out wasn't scary to them, so I just meant that bringing up FD isn't a relevant comparison. Whiplash is more scary than FD and it isn't even horror
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sorry this is so funny to me thinking of a situation where someone's partner is mad at them, tells them they need space, starts crying while staring at a page of Capital Volume 1 in Arial size 25 and saying out loud "at least you wouldn't do this to me"
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I hope you feel better soon! I didn't really mean it if it seemed cold, I'm glad you enjoyed the movie :)
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okay, I have to ask
"large Marxist texts"
does this mean works with relatively high number of pages (unlikely), or does this mean your partner has relevant texts from Marxists framed on the wall with a huge font size (likely)?
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If I'm embarrassed by any of my partners pulling the shower curtain (as if there needs to be one, but for the sake of it, let us imagine there is), and seeing me jerk off, then they aren't my partner.
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The entire 'Carrie and Lowell' album by Sufjan Stevens Posthumous Forgiveness by Tame Impala Mad World (Gary Jules) 'The Downward Spiral', entire album by Nine Inch Nails Someone else pointed out too, but the entire 'OK Computer' by Radiohead, specifically Paranoid Android, Exit Music (From a Film), and ofc, No Surprises, How to Disappear Completely, also by them Like a Stone by Audioslave, Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden The Eternal by Joy Division Suicide Season by BMTH Crown of Love by Arcade Fire I will follow you into the dark by Death Cab for Cutie Losing a Religion, Everybody Hurts (R.E.M) Whiskey Lullaby (Alison Krauss, Brad Paisley) Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan I am the Antichrist to you by Kishi Bashi Snuff, A Liar's Funeral (Slipknot) Adam's Song by Blink182 Crawling, In the end, Somewhere I belong, Papercut (Linkin Park) Forever and Always by Parachute
and lastly, if it gets too bad, my dms, by me
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is this /s or do you mean the latter is an example of a scary movie? because it isn't
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good luck?
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it was one of my fav horror movies for a long time, to say its one of the best in its genre is okay but overall in the 21st century is a stretch smh, have these "critics" not seen Ant Man and the Wasp Quantum Revoluton??
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Haven't seen GotG3 but I legit thought there was a James Gunn movie called "Sky" from the title. Forgive my ignorance.
Not the remake, I haven't seen it, but I finished everything else today after starting on 13th. I'd say my fav. from the original series is the first one (ofc), and Escape. I love all three from the reboot series, honestly can't decide. But I think POTA is the ultimate communist franchise!! /halfserious. I think the character of Caesar was more fully developed in the second series, although I can't say if I'm biased due to the more advanced technology when compared to the 1970s tho. Here are my ratings  Lmk what your thoughts on the franchise are, and have a nice day/night comrades <3
7/12/2023 To nobody, thin air, and the universe The motor cortex in the brain activates yet my mouth stays silent "Something, get something out Contribute so that you don't feel like a creep" My heart, screams those words yet the action feels nothing short of a dream What do you want me to do? How can I be here, in this world in this room where I cannot feel like I belong My heart believes in me, still it does I'm alive, that's proof of it Maybe there's just something not right in me Why won't the words come out Maybe I unconsciously know it won't lead to anything A friend, but one that stays in my mind I'm trying so hard, I still continue to feels like I'm eating nothing but failures You know, when I walk, I see the people as dots small, black dots not because I see them as obstacles but I see myself as one If someone could tell me they see me Me trying would mean something I feel like I'm going insane Because when it rains I see nothing but tears "Don't do it now, there are people here" Not like it matters, I'm not there in the room, even if they see me "Okay, you're alone now, let it out my friend" All of it saying is my heart Does it really matter anymore if I give away to my isolation or if I give it my all to socialize what is the difference? is there any that meets the mere eye? The very essence of a human being is one to connect Social animals, as they say I am one too but deprived of all the social means that make me a human Am I even a human anymore? Why do I exist I scream and I scream but nobody cares because nobody is there I've told this countless times that I feel like an invisible soul Like the shore besides the sea its waves, beautiful crescendo of waves but alas its midnight Midnight is every second for me Maybe I should be trying harder I just don't know what to do for now I lay in the bed, alone in my room as my heart soothes me with tunes and tells me that it is too soon "When the time comes, so shall your fortune" Empty words don't have empty meanings the meaning is simply that the heart has given up too 15/12/2023 It matters how if I read today or tomorrow Won't change the world, nor my sorrow Give me happiness, and my love you can borrow A world of snakes is all it is A few who're not also don't exist Come in my life and I'll believe your will Happy friends is all it takes For me to stay awake for just this time, to let me say that I won't die, and to mean it this time Because I can be saved by you if I tried anyway But you, my love exist so far and you, my friend don't exist at all So what's the point besides the fall I won't be saved by the time you call Knife, roof, or pills you choose and I'll oblige until Until you face my eyes and slap my face for even trying to think of this as a waste but you aren't here, and you aren't there you are a screen who I just fear won't come true and I'll just sear over the skies waiting not you I blame but if at least if I had others like yourself to keep me sane someone who would come by the lane when it rains, no raincoat but only us to blame getting wet as we laugh away the pains it is all in my head and like everything that is this is also to go in vain so again, I repeat, pills, roof, or knife so that I can not submit to this life "none" you would say and I'll continue this strife When will it forever end, I've chanted since the beginning I fear it has already made its way to the past I keep repeating and inventing new endings when I'm only creating the preludes to something more and more destructive in me Why can't I just be free? From this entity called time. Only time will tell Until then, be my friend? Alas I'm only talking to walls Just for the millionth time I hope there is someone behind them ~lav
I'm revisiting my fav. clips from my fav piece of art of all time, Bojack Horseman. And I'm crying again. This show means so much to me, yet its so depressing. I find it so fucking funny, yet so sad, that the protagonist's life is one full of suicidal ideations and depression, and that is with a shit ton of addictions. And here I am, feeling the same without any of that, it was like I was made to feel shallow and empty, it was like my soul was never born with my body. The character is toxic to everyone and to himself, out of which his relationships are all dysfunctional. I'm not toxic, yet I feel dysfunction in my relationships and with myself, even though that may not truly be the case. I'm so fucked up. I can never convince myself that someone truly will cry like I am crying right now, for me, if I jumped. I can never convince myself that someone can selflessly love me and care for me. All that exists in my mind is a sense of extreme doubt and paranoia. All that exists in my heart is a love I give for others without any question, which I can't really receive without my own delusions intervening. I cannot receive love. I feel it but I'm not loved because I don't believe one ounce of it. I am so embarrassingly fucked up. It's so funny. but hey, at least I have a favorite show, and I found my favorite song out of it. Let's rejoice. https://open.spotify.com/track/4VlJbvK8wQFuIvAdMNw1Qu?si=37bc78098adb4661
There are bigger things happening right now, and this isn't particularly important to me. This is just for people who talk to me regularly/casually, want to talk to me, refer to me in conversations, or anyone vaguely interested. Around the middle to end of last year was when I realized that the patriarchal monogamous nuclear family that capitalism pushes on everyone isn't really for me. Lately I've felt the same for the concept of gender, gender norms and (especially) the binary that is pushed on, specifically for the purpose of division of labor between the nuclear cishet family (which effectively functions as private property) and to exploit the woman to an even greater extent. So yeah, fuck it. Pronouns for now are they/he. Will move on to they/them once I feel more comfortable. Don't give this too much importance anyway, I'd rather you read Wretched of the Earth instead to get a better understanding of what's going on. you can message me if you want a pdf. BYE!
 
What the Great October Socialist Revolution did was put the power in hands of the people, and started its construction of a world without any class struggle, or a state to divide classes. It shattered the illusion of oppression being the only reality, and paved the way towards proletarian internationalism. Today is indeed one of the days that shook the world. Lenin walks around the world Frontiers cannot bar him Neither barracks nor barricades impede. Nor does barbed wire scar him. Lenin walks around the world Black, brown, and white receive him. Language is no barrier. The strangest tongues believe him. Lenin walks around the world. The sun sets like a scar. Between the darkness and the dawn, There rises a red star. ~Langston Hughes
https://www.solidaritycinema.com You can stream on their public Plex account, with (currently) around 7000 movies ranging from all kinds of themes explicitly leftist. They also have their google drive available if you want to download the movies instead. here's another archive for black films- https://blackfilmarchive.com/
it is certainly hard when even during the very warmest days of summer you feel a certain tinge of isolated, dark chill that gets into every cell of your body, it forgives nothing everyone knows Winter is cold but have they ever felt like they were in the warmest of the blanket which says "you have me" to their body but they still feel that any second the damnations of hypothermia may get them because they don't really have anybody There's no "they" I don't really have anybody all I write is about my own individual feelings of loneliness, yet what else can I think of when all I am exposed to is this, and nothing beyond the screams of my conscious mind, get to me all the time they are shouting sometimes it is the people I've talked to in the past all of them are shouting, telling me to die they may really not have said it, to me, physically but is that really what matters to my mind at the moment however rational I may proclaim myself to be, irrationality takes over sometimes these voices they turn into faces of people I know in real life don't you think that makes it harder? when your own mother makes it seem like she wants you gone when all you wanted was a lullaby in her arms people care, or that's what I've been told since forever long ago maybe I just have this deep, spoilt view of some love that can never be attained something metaphysical, something straight from the dirtiest roots of Hollywood would you like me to think of love in simpler terms? even if that's the case, the simplest versions of love is something I don't possess I have two lovely spouses, yet I can't feel them their love is not to be questioned, I dare not do that but I dare say I want it to be more real, to be present in the physical world leaves from the tree fall during a season and blossom during another however I seem to only be falling more and more, like there are an innumerable amount of seasons without any repetition, all more darker than the previous when can I allow myself to feel something other than falling when can I allow myself to feel something other than myself why should I be here when I'm restricted to writing by myself in a diary if only diaries had souls a few more tears another sleep with weird dreams of your past love and you wake up with a certain numbness that lacks the sun you go on about your day a few tears shed that lay in the ground where the leaves have sunk the leaves rise above again the tears penetrate the ground beneath nowhere to be found ever anymore and suddenly, you get visions of the shore "Don't let it tempt you", say the people who are not torn not as torn as you, or at least not in the way as you but yet the visions make their mark known the shore awaits sooner or later it will have its place "why not right now" it says "Dare not show it your face" they berate now it is yet again that you find yourself in a split between the alive and the rest you can either take it as a mere test or you can choose the alive who are not so happy with your soul or the ideal reality more than happy to take you away to let you see the never-ending lore of the oh so beautiful shore where the tears rise up and blossom to be humans humans who love you evermore stuck I am in this middle ground and I always will be until I find a place where I'm seen why not tear myself up till then hoping for something possibly hopeless yet a small chance that it will happen lest you shall see my tears from the gravediggers who were only there looking for gold
I thought I hated one of my lecturers, he seemed like he thought too much of himself as an academic, morally superior or whatever, and he has been cold to me a couple of times. I looked at his twitter and he retweeted some pro palestine shit and one related to RATM so I guess you shouldn't really judge a book by its cover eh? even if it isn't much this is a start, I don't think he's a hardcore Marxist or whatever but even by retweeting this shit in the imperial core he is risking his job, which is a huge start.
Would you like to see partnerships of lemmygrad/hexbear with leftist internet personalities for projects and events to bring leftists together and act as a common platform for a united and more accessible internet left? vote/comment your thoughts!
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