/wiz/ - Wizardry

(I know tyler didnt want to die but stil relevant.holyland is very well written)
Anyways Im looking for books about a guy whose life is bad,mainly due to modern society,he fails suicide and then finds a whole new meaning in life.
I survived suicide myself and want to write my own memoir about it and the new life i built and im building now.
This image was compiled by me to quickly give examples of such works.
>manga is fine too,in lesser priority. The works by kaiji's author for example

article about (males) not having sex becoming more common

https://www.washingtonpost.com/business/2019/03/29/share-americans-not-having-sex-has-reached-record-high/?utm_term=.13bc0eafcbdd

https://frankiesfreerangemeat.com
https://www.localharvest.org/

Getting popular lately. This is the opposite of a poor peasant's diet. Feudal lords ate mostly meat. Mongols had two food groups, meat and dairy, and they ate both of these raw & fermented.

Today I finally told my mom I will be making all my own food from now on, as I've been lazy and weak and have eaten junk food she buys. I'm in control of my diet now though. I'll eat a tiny amount of non-animal products when I feel like it, e.g. garlic, spicy peppers, dark chocolate, maybe mushrooms.

I noticed today that my teeth are looking much better. Spending hours eating beef belly probably took off tartar. It's difficult to rip off pieces when it's raw, lots of pulling. I ate it fresh one day and ate it fermented for one day the next. There was ammonia or something on the bottom, just like in that fermented shark stuff. I don't even feel so insecure about my teeth that I need to hide hide them anymore. They're still quite yellow and some are see through a bit. Pretty much okay if someone doesn't examine them closely. When I ate lots of meat and ate S.A.D. food, when I didn't brush my teeth at night I woke up and I had lots more plaque or something on my teeth than normal. I think vitamin k2 mk. 4 and vitamin d together might cause calcium to get into my teeth and make them white again. I'll report in a month or two. If that happens I might try eating bones a bit harder than fish spines and chicken wing tips.

Looking forward to receiving lamb brains this week. I hear when they are fermented for a while they taste like stinky cheese.

Fairly niche topic, but i wanted to discuss the possibility of cave-hiding and Christopher Knighting.

Apart from CK, can anyone give any reliable examples?

The last time i heard of someone doing this in a national forest, the gubment came and filled in his dwelling with concrete.

If any caves exist which you can hide in, almost by definition you will not hear about them and they will be near impossible to find.

Anyways, here's a place to talk about cave hiding and befriending the dragon that lay therein

Not sure if this belongs here or on /dep/ but I'll take a shot here:
Do you have any tics? Just vocal tics, just motor tics, or maybe you have Tourette's Syndrome and have both kinds of tics? How has this affected your life? Have you been shamed and bullied because of it? Or maybe you don't have this problem but you've known people who do?

I've had tics ever since I was in grade school. Mostly vocal tics. One day I got sick, I had to keep clearing my throat, and then I would make a short "hmm" grunting sound to test if my throat had cleared. But I kinda just never stopped making these noises. Over the past decades I've lost some tics, gained some new ones, had old ones come back, just a never ending evolution of annoying sounds that I subconsciously feel are necessary to do.

I've never been officially diagnosed, usually this is diagnosed in kids, but my parents never could afford to take me to doctors for stuff. Instead they would just yell at me, or insult me, or mock me; I hate the mockery most of all, why did my shameful grunt compel others to imitate the grunt with a stupid fucking grin on their face? My parents, siblings, anyone nearby when I was at school, it's so fucking demoralizing. At least my parents didn't hit me when I did it (though my brother did). At this point as an adult, an official diagnosis won't really do anything to help me, not like there's a cure or anything.

I really don't know what to expect posting this here. I tried searching related terms but I don't think I found any mentions of this in any active threads. If you post about this anywhere else on the internet, literally ANYWHERE, there will ALWAYS be at least ONE person who says something along the lines of, "I hate people like you, you just want attention, I beat up people in school like you and feel no remorse, I would kill you right now if I could". Why does this incite such rage? Every single time I realize that I am making some stupid sound I hate myself. Every single time I decide "I'm not going to make that noise ever again" but then in a few minutes I notice that I'm doing it again. I'm constantly worrying if someone heard me make some stupid noise. Some people, like those who tell others "Just don't be depressed", refuse to accept or just can't understand that it's a neurological disorder, it's not just "a habit", it's not some little quirk we decided to adopt to stand out. They say "just stop making noises". It's an urge that will nevePost too long. Click here to view the full text.

I know most people would ask why would anyone want to be a laughing stock town fool of the internet? But way back to childhood days, the only options I ever had were to be an ignored quiet mouse or a loud wacky cartoonish entertainment monkey. Mouse or Monkey thats it. And so I became a local celebrity of my school days. Sometimes I would get resentful that they were laughing at me, not with me, mocking me, teasing making fun. Like the lolcows of the internet. But after trying to be serious in college, and just being totally ignored, I realized that attention beats isolation, and its the only means of socialization I know. For the last few years I've retreated back into my mouse role, and have had almost no human contact.

Its just seems like the cringe lolcow role of the internet, is basically like being the local clownish celebrity that I spent my whole school years being. Its a way to turn the strange weirdness into a commodity. I see folks who are less weird and less comedic getting audiences of millions. Maybe I could do it. Although I have the flaw of speaking in a way thats so cringey its boring, rather than so cringey its hilarious. But it just seems like my old weirdo class clown cartooning but with an audience of millions. Maybe it was my calling.

And then some of these guys actually make money on this shit through youtube ads and patreon, being a cringe is literally their full time career.

The ‘Wizard’ meme is now among the most enduring traditions of the imageboard, with entire sites devoted to the practice of sorcery now available for young apprentices to study on and evade the jealous gaze of the succubus who has laid many a powerful apprentice low. But did you ever consider, even if for a moment, if there was more than the meme? Did you ever consider that there is a reality behind this powerful illusion, a core truth upon which this is based?

One might begin the argument by witnessing how many of these supposed ‘wizards’ are complete losers. Ugly pariahs who fail to even use their untouchable status to ascend to a higher spiritual plane. I will tell you now of their folly. Simply abstaining from sex with the feminine is not sufficient to maintaining a pool of mana required for entering the world of wizardry. Many of these supposed wizards, who claim to have given up on succubi entirely continue to expend mana, for the internet provides perhaps the sweetest, most unassuming and most cloying traps for the magickal apprentice.

Of course, I speak of pornography. Let us not speak ill of masturbation, for it is a pleasurable and sometimes necessary act, but the pornography that is today available is able to cast a more potent spell over the male mind than anything our fathers had to deal with. Rather than a still image of a succubus, we are presented with thousands of high definition videos of succubi engaged in sex acts. When we see a human body in motion rather than a static one, the mind has a much more difficult time distinguishing a nonreal entity from a real one, in some sense we respond to the moving succubus on our screen as if she was moving before us in person.

For some reason, I just want chaos now. I only want destruction. I want to see it all fall apart (while admittedly not knowing what I mean by "all"). I want to see everything go down in flames. I want to see collapse - literally and figuratively. I want to see the supports rapidly undo themselves and drop the whole bridge. I want the train to derail, the plane to crash, and the ship to sink. I want to see the bearings explode in all directions, and pierce everyone it touches - even those I consider friend and ally.

And alas I don't know why. I don't know why I feel this way, nor why I want this. All I know is: I want to watch the world burn.


I really want to see the world burn. Nothing would make me as happy as this shit world getting it's just deserts. Am I alone on this?

Anybody else feel like their tastes in life have stagnated? I keep looking back at shit that used to make me happy at earlier points in my life. Rereading the same old books, playing Ratchet and Clank and some old C&C games from when I was younger. I keep looking back at Albino black sheep and reliving those crappy flash animations trying to feel something again. Anybody else reliving the past?

Suppose a hypothetical scenario where you were to inherit a significant amount of money. Somewhere between a million and upwards.

What would you actually do with it? Would it make a difference how long you had to wait if you had so long to suffer through life before seeing it? Would it realistically bring about a positive change to a wizard's life? If so, how?

Personally, I have never assumed material gain could bring about satisfaction in life further than immediate distraction, or otherwise in satisating a specific need that can be resolved (or its solution enabled) by way of some good or service. There is no gain to be found by 'showing off' one's wealth to others, for there is nobody to show off to. Likewise, there is no reason to spread the wealth around, for who is there to spread it with?

The only benefit I can reasonably assume to be found from inheritance is by way of financial security. Yet with even a relatively opulent standard of living for a wizard, such a sum of money would be excessive to the extreme. Should one have a means of income already, it would seem to serve even less of a purpose.

I'd be interested to hear any thoughts, opinions and perspectives on this matter if you'd care to.