Are ya winning, son?

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funkajunk@lemmy.world · 29 pts · 37d (14 replies)

I don't understand the beetle in bed reference

dzsimbo@sopuli.xyz · 41 pts · 37d (5 replies)

Kafka

samus12345@sh.itjust.works · 11 pts · 37d (4 replies)

kreekybonez@sh.itjust.works · 2 pts · 36d (3 replies)

torch everything!

GalacticSushi@piefed.blahaj.zone · 3 pts · 36d (1 reply)

Son of a submariner!

Gaspar@lemmy.dbzer0.com · 3 pts · 36d

You all sound like chapters from a self-help book!

samus12345@sh.itjust.works · 1 pts · 36d

"Hee, hee! Nothing can beat the music of hundreds of voices screaming in unison!"

zarathustrad@lemmy.world · 33 pts · 37d (5 replies)

It represents Kafka's allegory for existential alienation, dehumanization, and the absurdity of modern life.

OldChicoAle@lemmy.world · 12 pts · 37d (1 reply)

Aka the human condition

YiddishMcSquidish@lemmy.today · 1 pts · 37d

🎼I talk too much

Zarobi@aussie.zone · 0 pts · 36d (2 replies)
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zarathustrad@lemmy.world · 2 pts · 36d (1 reply)

Empathy, right at you man. (You deleted, so I'll skip the details).

Zarobi@aussie.zone · 1 pts · 36d

Yeah I felt like it got too personal for public record lol

Zarobi@aussie.zone · 11 pts · 36d

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug. He lay on his armour-hard back and saw, as he lifted his head up a little, his brown, arched abdomen divided up into rigid bow-like sections. From this height the blanket, just about ready to slide off completely, could hardly stay in place. His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the rest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes. 

‘What’s happened to me,’ he thought. It was no dream. His room, a proper room for a human being, only somewhat too small, lay quietly between the four well-known walls. Above the table, on which an unpacked collection of sample cloth goods was spread out (Samsa was a traveling salesman) hung the picture which he had cut out of an illustrated magazine a little while ago and set in a pretty gilt frame. It was a picture of a woman with a fur hat and a fur boa. She sat erect there, lifting up in the direction of the viewer a solid fur muff into which her entire forearm disappeared.

Please note it's 41 pages

iocase@lemmy.zip · 5 pts · 37d

It's me

Rentlar@lemmy.ca · 18 pts · 37d (1 reply)

Don't worry, the legs on the right are those of the trolley mechanic fixing the brakes because of the numerous reports of them somehow failing.

cowboydan@quokk.au · 20 pts · 37d

Is it the train car from fallout?

realitista@lemmus.org · 9 pts · 36d (3 replies)

What's in the upper right hand corner?

marretics@discuss.tchncs.de · 12 pts · 36d (2 replies)

Looks like the bug from Kafkas Metamorphosis to me

realitista@lemmus.org · 3 pts · 36d (1 reply)

Left of that and slightly above

starik@lemmy.today · 11 pts · 36d

Plato’s allegory of the cave

Speiser0@feddit.org · 6 pts · 36d (1 reply)

Who's the one on the bottom left?

The_Picard_Maneuver@lemmy.world · 6 pts · 36d

That's just the "nothing ever happens" guy. I don't think it has any origin in philosophy or ethics, just a meme.

wonderingwanderer@sopuli.xyz · 3 pts · 36d

Holy shit, haha