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I pretty much agree. Especially with the sentences being messy. Having thought more on what Guest1 above said, the fact that it is so disjointed really does become a problem. There are some flashes of what come across as nice, romantic visualisations, only to swing right into gross (IMO) erotica detailing bad-sounding sex with a mid foid (many of them coloured). Not really into that.

Also I'm not sure if reading it made me retarded, but the interweaving of smut with attempts to convey very passionate sentimentality/introspection seems to get more raving and manic while the sentences run on longer and longer as it progressed. What you mention about the second person kind of makes Guest1's comment as to whether it's satirical more compelling... casting YOU, the "Sensitive Young Man", as some kind of bipolar, ADHD head case. The grand finale of all this being, "And the next week you meet your wife."

The "SYM" in this scenario is like when Martposting talks about being incel. It's all an aesthetic for this fag. He will NEVER understand.

As I have said before, I appropriated the term partly out of irony and partly to stir controversy. The book is about the atavistic man, rather than a particular high type of "sensitive man" who is a product of European civilization and can only breed within said civilization's norms. I am not of this type, and have never claimed to be, but regardless I have a great deal of respect for it. The sensitivity of the atavistic man to the callings of his blood and the ancestral world is a facially similar dissatisfaction to the "sensitive young man" proper, but also profoundly different, and part of the reason behind the book's original titling was to highlight this difference.

My purpose in writing it, and writing it about sex, a space where Nature collides viciously with the nomos of modern fakeworld, was to try and discover others with a similar spirit to mine, to see how many out there it might have actually resonated with, out of a space that mostly appears to represent the disaffected man of high civilizational spirit. The book is not about sex, the setting is sex when it is actually a book about violence, and the few people who actually "got it", turns out were already my friends to begin with.