/hell/ - internet death cult

I-I hope you're mildly inconvienced t-today!

a few years ago i was pretty into anime. i had figurines and posters, and had the patience to keep up with airing stuff too. but since around 2013 i just haven't really had the patience to watch anime anymore. i tried going back to a show i really liked, haibane renmei, but this time the flaws of the show (i.e. the second half) really stood out to me a lot more.

and while i still really like manga, i feel like i dont have the same high opinion of the industry as a whole. i'm not one of those miyazaki type anti-moe snobs. i actually really like a lot of cute SoL stuff, but i feel like a lot of the stuff i read nowadays is more entertaining than artistically profound. could a work as good as YKK come out in today's environment? i like the mangaka's new stuff like Kotonoba Drive, but it seems so rare nowadays. maybe it's just not being scanlated. even stuff that is a bit deeper like shojo shumatsu ryoko seems like yuribait.

i get that there has always been low quality trash. maybe it was always this way, and it just took me this long to realise it.

or maybe i'm just being a hipster, now that anime is a bit more mainstream than it used to be.

i suppose its natural that tastes and values change over time, but it's a bit sad when i realise how much time i poured into this interest. did i really waste all this time on something so trite? i'm at the point where i can't remember what drew me to it in the first place.

anyone else had any similar experiences?

birdie

do the secret boards still exist?

HOOPLA
your beauty she took
your poetry she sucked out
your madness she purged
for she said she'd take your child
and now you are hollow
you call yourself a warrior, but
who needs hollow men?
she'll leave you hollow
she'll leave you
who needs hollow men?
but, you call yourself a warrior
now you are hollow and
she'd take your child for
she said she'd purge your madness
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yes he is a he, but he could as well be a she. but he's not, and that's a good thing. i don't care anymore. i used to, but i don't anymore. i don't have the capacity to imagine anything beyond what's been provided. the framework he's provided is a feminine abstraction, a silhouette. but i know it's not true. then again, i don't care. i used to, but not anymore. this feminine silhouette is as fake as he is. because, as far as i know, even He could be fake. that actually worries me. not as much as it used to, but it still does. i don't even know if he is real. he could be. i'm trying to find out, slowly, the same way i tried to find out if he is a he or a she, or a he trying to come off as she. that i ended up finding out. but what good does it do if i don't even know if he's real. that's what i'm trying to uncover now. it might take some work. i hope i manage to. give me a couple of weeks, maybe. facades are paper-thin, they always crack under pressure, over time. His facade is paper-thin, i can see right through his cold demeanor.

fishe

HAHAHA I STRIKE AGAIN!!!

Thread for posting what you had for lunch. I had a breakfast burrito with tots and iced coffee.