epillepsy
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Emotions of women aren't deep and they bounce from one end of the spectrum to the other with so much ease that it's obvious you can't take their feelings seriously.
After a breakup, they are back to partying and fucking within days, and there's no evidence they feel trauma.
And it's obvious they enjoy wild swings of emotion, such as how they like to cause negative drama and treat funerals of their family members and friends (and enemies) as virtue signaling opportunities.
I have a RTF file of about 250,000 words on post-war Japanese writers writing about women. Mostly from Mishima but also Tanizaki, Dazai, and some others. Anything they write about women i put in this file. It is all very negative and most of what I know about women not really having negative emotions comes from there. I also have files on other subjects like death, superstition, etc, mostly from post-war Japanese writers but also from philosophy and poetry.
Here are some quotes from "No Longer Human," a novel I dislike overall but is perceptive about women.
I've already explained in my other thread that women enjoy feeling physical pain. This is a companion piece about how their emotional pain is meaningless as well. Even though we base laws and policies on women's feelings.
I also have a collection of quotes about women from Yukio Mishima, a MUCH better writer than Osamu Dazai. TBH, Dazai was a bit of a cuck and I don't endorse reading his work. So I put everything valuable of his here for you to read.
After a breakup, they are back to partying and fucking within days, and there's no evidence they feel trauma.
And it's obvious they enjoy wild swings of emotion, such as how they like to cause negative drama and treat funerals of their family members and friends (and enemies) as virtue signaling opportunities.
I have a RTF file of about 250,000 words on post-war Japanese writers writing about women. Mostly from Mishima but also Tanizaki, Dazai, and some others. Anything they write about women i put in this file. It is all very negative and most of what I know about women not really having negative emotions comes from there. I also have files on other subjects like death, superstition, etc, mostly from post-war Japanese writers but also from philosophy and poetry.
Here are some quotes from "No Longer Human," a novel I dislike overall but is perceptive about women.
This is talking about how women wake up with a "blank slate" every day. emotions are like food and they feel "hungry" again after a time. Maybe feeling sad is like taking a shit and feeling happy is like taking a piss and validation is like eating food. they require all of it and all of it brings satisfaction.Women do not bring to bear so much as a particle of connection between what they do after going to bed and what they do on rising in the morning; they go on living with their world successfully divided in two, as if total oblivion had intervened.
This is about how their emotions swing about and they take out their bad feelings on random people and then turn around and treat them well, showing they don't act on their emotional convictions, because they are so swingy. But, of course, this behavior causes lasting pain to men. (Only men feel lasting emotional pain.)Nevertheless, it was with very much the sensation of treading on thin ice that I associated with these girls. I could almost never guess their motives. I was in the dark; at times I made indiscreet mistakes which brought me painful wounds. These wounds, unlike the scars from the lashing a man might give, cut inwards very deep, like an internal hemorrhage, bringing intense discomfort. Once inflicted it was extremely hard to recover from such wounds. Women led me on only to throw me aside; they mocked and tortured me when others were around, only to embrace me with passion as soon as everyone had left.
This is a quote about how they enjoy everything in life, even negative things, and are never satisfied. (applies to food and landwhales)Women were also less demanding than men when it came to my clowning. When I played the jester men did not go on laughing indefinitely. I knew that if I got carried away by my success in entertaining a man and overdid the role, my comedy would fall flat, and I was always careful to quit at a suitable place. Women, on the other hand, have no sense of moderation. No matter how long I went on with my antics they would ask for more, and I would become exhausted responding to their insatiable demands for encores. They really laugh an amazing amount of the time. I suppose one can say that women stuff themselves with far more pleasures than men.
And a story of how grief means nothing to a woman and how short lasting it is. This is an autobiographical novel and Dazai took this from experience.One autumn evening as I was lying in bed reading a book, the older of my cousins - I always called her Sister - suddenly darted into my room quick as a bird, and collapsed over my bed. She whispered through her tears, ‘Yozo, you’ll help me, I know. I know you will. Let’s run away from this terrible house together. Oh, help me, please.’ She continued in this hysterical vein for a while only to burst into tears again. This was not the first time a woman had put on such a scene before me, and Sister’s excessively emotional words did not surprise me much. I felt instead a certain boredom at their banality and emptiness. I slipped out of bed, went to my desk and picked up a persimmon. I peeled it and offered Sister a section. She ate it, still sobbing, and said, ‘Have you any interesting books? Lend me something.’ I chose Soseki’s ‘I am a Cat’ from my bookshelf and handed it to her. ‘Thanks for the persimmon,’ Sister said as she left the room, an embarrassed smile on her face. Sister was not the only one - I have often felt that I would find it more complicated, troublesome, and unpleasant to ascertain the feelings by which a woman lives than to plumb the innermost thoughts of an earthworm. Long personal experience has taught me that when a woman suddenly bursts into hysterics, the only way to restore her spirits is to give her something sweet.
I've already explained in my other thread that women enjoy feeling physical pain. This is a companion piece about how their emotional pain is meaningless as well. Even though we base laws and policies on women's feelings.
I also have a collection of quotes about women from Yukio Mishima, a MUCH better writer than Osamu Dazai. TBH, Dazai was a bit of a cuck and I don't endorse reading his work. So I put everything valuable of his here for you to read.