/pt/ – Petrarchan

As in attempt to methodically dissect and analyze the whole thing and put results into words? no, because I never needed to. You generally get to understand it instinctively had you followed certain pipeline and submerged yourself in the context. But there was always element of innate resistance to such dissection: nothing brings more joy to this "subculture" than seeing Serious People ™ flail around and completely fail (or occasionally drive themselves to the edge of madness) deciphering the arcane and dynamic hierogliphic language of memes authors of which themselves could not tell you on which layer of irony they are. Furthermore, a lot of it is simply not meant to be understood by anyone, period. Just like literally huffing glue or drinking paint solvent a part of it is just entertaining mind poison. the fun part is that it is not easily identifiable by outsiders. I'm quite through with this stuff myself tho.

1. Soyjaks are dolls. People play with soyjaks as a way of playing with dolls. 2. Once again, Kantbot has it solved for you. He's got that scene in TFW no gf where he explains Pepe and wojak as the duality of man -- Pepe is mirthful, devious, expressive; wojak is anhedonic, oppressed, repressive.

I'm a /qa/ oldfag. The people who post soyjaks gets replaced every 3~6 months with a new batch of underage children. What was once a responds to 4chan oldfags slowly lost its meaning as rw xitter children and tiktok toddlers emulated the emulation of posting style into something meaningless.

>>7271

I'm a /qa/ oldfag. The people who post soyjaks gets replaced every 3~6 months with a new batch of underage children. What was once a responds to 4chan oldfags slowly lost its meaning as rw xitter children and tiktok toddlers emulated the emulation of posting style into something meaningless.

>replaced every 3~6 months with a new batch of underage children Not that I know much about the type of people who post soyjaks but I don't think this is the case. My impression is that they're mostly the same people stuck in a cycle of dissociation through extreme irony & shitposting. The huffing paint analogy made in >>7262

As in attempt to methodically dissect and analyze the whole thing and put results into words? no, because I never needed to. You generally get to understand it instinctively had you followed certain pipeline and submerged yourself in the context. But there was always element of innate resistance to such dissection: nothing brings more joy to this "subculture" than seeing Serious People ™ flail around and completely fail (or occasionally drive themselves to the edge of madness) deciphering the arcane and dynamic hierogliphic language of memes authors of which themselves could not tell you on which layer of irony they are. Furthermore, a lot of it is simply not meant to be understood by anyone, period. Just like literally huffing glue or drinking paint solvent a part of it is just entertaining mind poison. the fun part is that it is not easily identifiable by outsiders. I'm quite through with this stuff myself tho.

makes most sense to me.

they are not children, but teenagers

What is the 'culture'? The image itself is unoriginal; a feels guy image edit, itself being a ripoff from Bernd of krautchan. Funny, that. It had a name all along. All behavior behind it is an infantile mixture of greentexting what someone said, with or without post quoting, and revising history as if what you personally believe about the person who you are forcing to view the image mirrors to become actual reality, or that someone who views the image will be subjected to physical pain in meatspace. Complete laughable psychosis. All parasitical.

>>7277

What is the 'culture'? The image itself is unoriginal; a feels guy image edit, itself being a ripoff from Bernd of krautchan. Funny, that. It had a name all along. All behavior behind it is an infantile mixture of greentexting what someone said, with or without post quoting, and revising history as if what you personally believe about the person who you are forcing to view the image mirrors to become actual reality, or that someone who views the image will be subjected to physical pain in meatspace. Complete laughable psychosis. All parasitical.

leaky peaky 4cuck GEEEG

>>7272

>>7271 >replaced every 3~6 months with a new batch of underage children Not that I know much about the type of people who post soyjaks but I don't think this is the case. My impression is that they're mostly the same people stuck in a cycle of dissociation through extreme irony & shitposting. The huffing paint analogy made in >>7262 makes most sense to me.

Read the kiwi thread, the first 800~ pages can give you insight into soy history and how oldCHADS view the sharty. But I'll give a condensed breakdown on the history of the sharty. The first owner started the site as a hobby, and it gained majority of it's traction after /qa/ shutdown. After a while a bunch of people started spamming soyjak cp shock videos ( https://archive.ph/6XYxf). Due to all of the cp spam the first owner sells it to the second one, I'll call him Kuz, Kuz was shady and nothing is truly known about him. He owned a bunch of alt chans and loved his little boys, there were about 3-4 random doxes claiming they were the real Kuz. While he was ruling the sharty, the twitch raids became really popular so you got a bunch of random pedo troll groups and satanists joining into the sharty and forcing zoosadism and spamming cp. Then Kuz left and sold it to a guy named doll, Doll's whole gimmick was getting soyposters to act like little babies and calling him dada. He also really loved adbl videos. He was the most incompetent admin by far and he shut down the site. Then some guy named Froot buys it. He pretends to be an awesome jew man, and forces gay porn on the posters (all underage btw.) Then when people point out how many underages there are he has a meltie about how he can't control it and how pointless it is to control it. Also he was the one who made the image verification system, and that was only because of the cp spam. Then another admin came, but I stopped following the "drama" of the site. Essentially, a lot of the old posters left the site (partly due to the wiki spoonfeeding everything to the new posters,) and the new posters created a cargo cult of what the older ones produced. I'm sure what the other guy said is true, but I doubt any of the old posters remained.

>>7278

>>7277 leaky peaky 4cuck GEEEG

Why can't you stay on 4chan if all you can contribute is a picture of a frog with a juvenile attempt at a "haha gotcha"?

>7280 Shut your mouth pseudBITCH. I know who you are by your inane babblings.

>>7281

>7280 Shut your mouth pseudBITCH. I know who you are by your inane babblings.

Or what? Going to spam more buzzwords and assumptions? It's clear either way admin has no overt interest in distinguishing this website from 4chan.

>>7286

>>7281 Or what? Going to spam more buzzwords and assumptions? It's clear either way admin has no overt interest in distinguishing this website from 4chan.

I do, but I was rather hoping it could be done without heavy moderation.

>>7286

>>7281 Or what? Going to spam more buzzwords and assumptions? It's clear either way admin has no overt interest in distinguishing this website from 4chan.

I could tell it was you whenever you say something stupid.

>>7287

>>7286 I do, but I was rather hoping it could be done without heavy moderation.

4chan is heavily moderated, just not well.

>>7278

>>7277 leaky peaky 4cuck GEEEG

lmao >>7279

>>7272 Read the kiwi thread, the first 800~ pages can give you insight into soy history and how oldCHADS view the sharty. But I'll give a condensed breakdown on the history of the sharty. The first owner started the site as a hobby, and it gained majority of it's traction after /qa/ shutdown. After a while a bunch of people started spamming soyjak cp shock videos ( https://archive.ph/6XYxf). Due to all of the cp spam the first owner sells it to the second one, I'll call him Kuz, Kuz was shady and nothing is truly known about him. He owned a bunch of alt chans and loved his little boys, there were about 3-4 random doxes claiming they were the real Kuz. While he was ruling the sharty, the twitch raids became really popular so you got a bunch of random pedo troll groups and satanists joining into the sharty and forcing zoosadism and spamming cp. Then Kuz left and sold it to a guy named doll, Doll's whole gimmick was getting soyposters to act like little babies and calling him dada. He also really loved adbl videos. He was the most incompetent admin by far and he shut down the site. Then some guy named Froot buys it. He pretends to be an awesome jew man, and forces gay porn on the posters (all underage btw.) Then when people point out how many underages there are he has a meltie about how he can't control it and how pointless it is to control it. Also he was the one who made the image verification system, and that was only because of the cp spam. Then another admin came, but I stopped following the "drama" of the site. Essentially, a lot of the old posters left the site (partly due to the wiki spoonfeeding everything to the new posters,) and the new posters created a cargo cult of what the older ones produced. I'm sure what the other guy said is true, but I doubt any of the old posters remained.

Thanks for the quick rundown, I'm not gonna click that soyjak CP video link though. On that note what the fuck is up with those people and "though", like look at this shit https://wiki.soyjak.st/Though this is serious weaponized autism. I aspire to put this amount of effort into my own creative projects, and it seems incomprehensible to me that people would spend so much creative energy on throwaway shit like this. I had no idea the site had changed owners so many times. It seems very odd for an imageboard to have that happen and remain functional. Sounds like glowies could be involved. In general they are more involved with online culture than most people think I believe, kinda reminds me of the cock.li admin complaining about being targeted.

>I aspire to put this amount of effort into my own creative projects, and it seems incomprehensible to me that people would spend so much creative energy on throwaway shit like this. After having put this into words I realize that this is why I like/admire soyposters despite their severe mental retardation. Not only the volume but also the confidence they have in their work even if it's pure mind melting imageboard slop.

>>7287

>>7286 I do, but I was rather hoping it could be done without heavy moderation.

>I was rather hoping it could be done without heavy moderation. It can't. If you want to maintain a level of quality above social media megasite slop, you need a lot of real people doing it. A community should have the culture to make for too many qualified moderators and not rely on automation tools for anything but major traffic spikes.

>>7295

>>7278 lmao >>7279 Thanks for the quick rundown, I'm not gonna click that soyjak CP video link though. On that note what the fuck is up with those people and "though", like look at this shit https://wiki.soyjak.st/Though this is serious weaponized autism. I aspire to put this amount of effort into my own creative projects, and it seems incomprehensible to me that people would spend so much creative energy on throwaway shit like this. I had no idea the site had changed owners so many times. It seems very odd for an imageboard to have that happen and remain functional. Sounds like glowies could be involved. In general they are more involved with online culture than most people think I believe, kinda reminds me of the cock.li admin complaining about being targeted.

That link is just an archive to the screamer wiki describing the video. I would be insane if I posted cp.

The soyjack generation is pitiable, but at least they are creating *something*, low quality and recycled as it may be, which is still marginally better than scrolling Tiktok. To me though, the ultimate distinguishment between the soyjack generation and their forefathers is that the former have a very bitter and unhumorous tone to them. They cannot laugh, everything is serious, everything is simply bursting with violent angst, everybody has to be as butthurt and bitter about life as they are. The imageboard generation from early 2000s to 2012 weren't perfect, gentle, conscientious internet posters, but they knew how to have a laugh, everything was coated in that patina of funniness simply by existing. Many online who wax nostalgia about the new mood of the current internet feel this but cannot articulate it exactly, and instead turn to left wing/right wing nonsense or shoddy demographic analysis.

>>7281

>7280 Shut your mouth pseudBITCH. I know who you are by your inane babblings.

>Shut your mouth pseudBITCH. I know who you are by your inane babblings. It's so funny, you were obviously thinking about me when you that because you called me a pseud in a previous thread. My only post is the one above. You are just mad when people write at a more complicated level than you can process. It's not even an actual argument at anyone's philosophical qualifications. You hate that we're analyzing anything at all. To you this is some extraordinary display of pretentiousness instead of just how people communicate with each other. Just go back to wherever you came from plz

>>7295

>>7278 lmao >>7279 Thanks for the quick rundown, I'm not gonna click that soyjak CP video link though. On that note what the fuck is up with those people and "though", like look at this shit https://wiki.soyjak.st/Though this is serious weaponized autism. I aspire to put this amount of effort into my own creative projects, and it seems incomprehensible to me that people would spend so much creative energy on throwaway shit like this. I had no idea the site had changed owners so many times. It seems very odd for an imageboard to have that happen and remain functional. Sounds like glowies could be involved. In general they are more involved with online culture than most people think I believe, kinda reminds me of the cock.li admin complaining about being targeted.

>On that note what the fuck is up with those people and "though" Lmao I actually was there when this started. It’s an /int/ thing, some Mexican poster started posting soyjaks making fun of the tendency of posts on /int/ to end in “though”. Grammatically he was right, there was no need to use “though” in that context but his insane reaction to them only make it more popular

>>7311

The soyjack generation is pitiable, but at least they are creating *something*, low quality and recycled as it may be, which is still marginally better than scrolling Tiktok. To me though, the ultimate distinguishment between the soyjack generation and their forefathers is that the former have a very bitter and unhumorous tone to them. They cannot laugh, everything is serious, everything is simply bursting with violent angst, everybody has to be as butthurt and bitter about life as they are. The imageboard generation from early 2000s to 2012 weren't perfect, gentle, conscientious internet posters, but they knew how to have a laugh, everything was coated in that patina of funniness simply by existing. Many online who wax nostalgia about the new mood of the current internet feel this but cannot articulate it exactly, and instead turn to left wing/right wing nonsense or shoddy demographic analysis.

>ultimate distinguishment between the soyjack generation and their forefathers is that the former have a very bitter and unhumorous tone to them Can we really make that judgement when we're not in on the joke? If you were the age you are now back in the early days of 4chan would you not perceive it in the way you perceive soyposters today? I really don't think stuff like the habbo hotel raid or epic fail guy were too different in spirit.

>>7314

>>7311 >ultimate distinguishment between the soyjack generation and their forefathers is that the former have a very bitter and unhumorous tone to them Can we really make that judgement when we're not in on the joke? If you were the age you are now back in the early days of 4chan would you not perceive it in the way you perceive soyposters today? I really don't think stuff like the habbo hotel raid or epic fail guy were too different in spirit.

>Can we really make that judgement when we're not in on the joke? What? Of course I can. It's a few years of internet humor, not Hittite stone texts

>>7315

>>7314 >Can we really make that judgement when we're not in on the joke? What? Of course I can. It's a few years of internet humor, not Hittite stone texts

That was a rhetorical question, I don't think you can due to the personal emotional differences in the way you connect to imageboard culture of the past vs now. Understanding it is another thing entirely. Although I think without genuinely immersing yourself in that culture you can't truly understand it as well, but I'm willing to be more lenient on that point.

>>7318

>>7315 That was a rhetorical question, I don't think you can due to the personal emotional differences in the way you connect to imageboard culture of the past vs now. Understanding it is another thing entirely. Although I think without genuinely immersing yourself in that culture you can't truly understand it as well, but I'm willing to be more lenient on that point.

>I don't think you can due to the personal emotional differences in the way you connect to imageboard culture of the past vs now. What "emotional connection" is happening when someone browses a website, exactly? You are placing internet consumption on the level of art, religion or socialization which is retarded. Internet forums are faint echoes of those elements. They are one-dimensional and do not require "immersion" to understand, as if one is in a foreign country and learning their language lmao. Direct participation is not required to understand a website's culture, especially as the theme of this thread is soyjack, an evolution of an already familiar predecessor of meme images, and not even limited to a separate website, but appearing on the same stomping grounds as the others. The same humorous context, the same memetic usage. Big whoop! Okay, I'll toss you a bone and bring up a "new" website: please tell me what level of immersion I need to attain to understand sharty humor that I cannot attain with a few minutes of skimming. A few terms perhaps that can be guessed from context? Smartphone zoomer/ESL English? Those require soulful, dedicated "immersion" to grok? Some are better at it than others, but the skill ceiling for reading websites is low-- either you get what's going on or you don't. I wonder why you write about these websites with such serious regard. Did you do a bachelor's thesis or something about internet culture analysis and now you're trying to substantiate how important of a topic it really is? Not even lifelong SA paypigs will defend their site's importance like you are trying to do here lmao

>>7318

>>7315 That was a rhetorical question, I don't think you can due to the personal emotional differences in the way you connect to imageboard culture of the past vs now. Understanding it is another thing entirely. Although I think without genuinely immersing yourself in that culture you can't truly understand it as well, but I'm willing to be more lenient on that point.

You are using a site for people who want to feel smart. You are talking to a luddite who tries to make himself sound smarter. These are the people who try to tell you, that you aren't learning a language if you are using the internet to do so. Your best bet would be to ask soyposters directly either on the kiwi thread or their site and try to infer the results yourself.

>>7323

>>7318 >I don't think you can due to the personal emotional differences in the way you connect to imageboard culture of the past vs now. What "emotional connection" is happening when someone browses a website, exactly? You are placing internet consumption on the level of art, religion or socialization which is retarded. Internet forums are faint echoes of those elements. They are one-dimensional and do not require "immersion" to understand, as if one is in a foreign country and learning their language lmao. Direct participation is not required to understand a website's culture, especially as the theme of this thread is soyjack, an evolution of an already familiar predecessor of meme images, and not even limited to a separate website, but appearing on the same stomping grounds as the others. The same humorous context, the same memetic usage. Big whoop! Okay, I'll toss you a bone and bring up a "new" website: please tell me what level of immersion I need to attain to understand sharty humor that I cannot attain with a few minutes of skimming. A few terms perhaps that can be guessed from context? Smartphone zoomer/ESL English? Those require soulful, dedicated "immersion" to grok? Some are better at it than others, but the skill ceiling for reading websites is low-- either you get what's going on or you don't. I wonder why you write about these websites with such serious regard. Did you do a bachelor's thesis or something about internet culture analysis and now you're trying to substantiate how important of a topic it really is? Not even lifelong SA paypigs will defend their site's importance like you are trying to do here lmao

I disagree with practically everything in your reply. I don't think the things they produced collectively and practically spontaneously is uninteresting or worthy of derision. I think it might actually be even more worthy of analysis than most literature because of the almost inevitable nature of it. You might find it unpleasant but it is art and one that is more genuine in its creative expression than the average "respectable" novel. Even if you disagree with that the way one perceives even the most throwaway, crude form of creative expression has as much to do with the observer as it does with author. You should recognize that your emotional state, thought patterns, age etc. all come into play in how you perceive such things. Even more so when the subject is the collective creative output of thousands of people, it's obvious that how you relate to those people is important to the perceived emotional nature of their work. >You are placing internet consumption on the level of art, religion or socialization which is retarded This is what boomers thought before they themselves encountered internet culture and had their brains melted by it. >Did you do a bachelor's thesis or something about internet culture analysis and now you're trying to substantiate how important of a topic it really is? What the hell are you projecting on me. >>7325

>>7318 You are using a site for people who want to feel smart. You are talking to a luddite who tries to make himself sound smarter. These are the people who try to tell you, that you aren't learning a language if you are using the internet to do so. Your best bet would be to ask soyposters directly either on the kiwi thread or their site and try to infer the results yourself.

It's OK because I'm an even bigger pseud than them

>>7325

>>7318 You are using a site for people who want to feel smart. You are talking to a luddite who tries to make himself sound smarter. These are the people who try to tell you, that you aren't learning a language if you are using the internet to do so. Your best bet would be to ask soyposters directly either on the kiwi thread or their site and try to infer the results yourself.

>he's still buttmad about the language learning thread a month+ later lmfao

Go cry harder into your Duolingo streak you dumb fucking faggot

>>7331

>>7325 >he's still buttmad about the language learning thread a month+ later lmfao

Not mad, just confirmation that this site is for pseuds. >>7332

Go cry harder into your Duolingo streak you dumb fucking faggot

Yep yep yep, another pseud blabbering to himself about how smart he is.

>>7262

As in attempt to methodically dissect and analyze the whole thing and put results into words? no, because I never needed to. You generally get to understand it instinctively had you followed certain pipeline and submerged yourself in the context. But there was always element of innate resistance to such dissection: nothing brings more joy to this "subculture" than seeing Serious People ™ flail around and completely fail (or occasionally drive themselves to the edge of madness) deciphering the arcane and dynamic hierogliphic language of memes authors of which themselves could not tell you on which layer of irony they are. Furthermore, a lot of it is simply not meant to be understood by anyone, period. Just like literally huffing glue or drinking paint solvent a part of it is just entertaining mind poison. the fun part is that it is not easily identifiable by outsiders. I'm quite through with this stuff myself tho.

Man I was about to type this same shit but way more retarded

Nusois just won’t get it, and that’s okay.

Read that as "nuswa" heehee

I was on golden age /qa/ but I never really liked the sharty tbh. Half the fun was waging war on the rest of the site who weren’t in on it and the non-soy posters on /qa/, and of course soydueling each other, and just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols after mocking wear the mask new normal global fucking pandemic types got old When the entire site is soyposters it gets kind of boring. Also soyspeak was originally more shibbolethic and organic but the current crop of soyposters seem to have just copied whatever’s on the wiki and codified it

>>8273

I was on golden age /qa/ but I never really liked the sharty tbh. Half the fun was waging war on the rest of the site who weren’t in on it and the non-soy posters on /qa/, and of course soydueling each other, and just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols after mocking wear the mask new normal global fucking pandemic types got old When the entire site is soyposters it gets kind of boring. Also soyspeak was originally more shibbolethic and organic but the current crop of soyposters seem to have just copied whatever’s on the wiki and codified it

I am starting to appreciate their frequent raids as the only actual, real connection to 4chan culture of days gone. For a long time I loathed sharty/soyjack culture as woeful metastasized /qa/ remains, but everything else online is so dull and consolidated and monolithic that they start to stand out in their unique terminology and habits

>>8273

I was on golden age /qa/ but I never really liked the sharty tbh. Half the fun was waging war on the rest of the site who weren’t in on it and the non-soy posters on /qa/, and of course soydueling each other, and just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols after mocking wear the mask new normal global fucking pandemic types got old When the entire site is soyposters it gets kind of boring. Also soyspeak was originally more shibbolethic and organic but the current crop of soyposters seem to have just copied whatever’s on the wiki and codified it

Nahhhh diddyblud thinks he's in notre dam :skull: :skull: :wittled_rose:

>>8273

I was on golden age /qa/ but I never really liked the sharty tbh. Half the fun was waging war on the rest of the site who weren’t in on it and the non-soy posters on /qa/, and of course soydueling each other, and just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols after mocking wear the mask new normal global fucking pandemic types got old When the entire site is soyposters it gets kind of boring. Also soyspeak was originally more shibbolethic and organic but the current crop of soyposters seem to have just copied whatever’s on the wiki and codified it

>just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols Yeah, that's why nobody liked you. /qa/ was a bunch of brain damaged newfags who accidentally reinvented something awful ironybro culture and started destroying communities because they themselves were afraid of appearing to genuinely like something lest they get publicly mocked. It's a fembrained mentality created by social media. You call what /qa/ did iconoclasm but the permanewfag staff were in on the spam; they did nothing about /qa/ raids on other boards until it got to /lgbt/, because they liked keeping the other boards intimidated and dependent, same reason they protect schizo spammers to this day. I mean really, do you think it would have been hard for Gurupartap to delete /qa/ if you what you were doing actually made him mad? They still don't even ban wojaks, /qa/ got locked because it bit the hand that fed. The irony is that /qa/ just copied what /intl/ did to 8chan with Fred Brennan's support. I wouldn't be surprised if the same people were involved in the early days.

read the soyjakwiki, it explains practically every inside joke they have. it's like the least gate-kept thing there is

shit nophono cares about geg

>>8352

>>8273 >just being iconoclastic and tearing down 4chin oldfag idols Yeah, that's why nobody liked you. /qa/ was a bunch of brain damaged newfags who accidentally reinvented something awful ironybro culture and started destroying communities because they themselves were afraid of appearing to genuinely like something lest they get publicly mocked. It's a fembrained mentality created by social media. You call what /qa/ did iconoclasm but the permanewfag staff were in on the spam; they did nothing about /qa/ raids on other boards until it got to /lgbt/, because they liked keeping the other boards intimidated and dependent, same reason they protect schizo spammers to this day. I mean really, do you think it would have been hard for Gurupartap to delete /qa/ if you what you were doing actually made him mad? They still don't even ban wojaks, /qa/ got locked because it bit the hand that fed. The irony is that /qa/ just copied what /intl/ did to 8chan with Fred Brennan's support. I wouldn't be surprised if the same people were involved in the early days.

The first non midwit post on petrarchan

I've got to formulate a plot. And he's nervous. Fuck this gay solar system and every carrot in it. A pleasing land of drowsy head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky. CASTLE OF INDOLENCE. In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail and implored the protection of St. Nicholas when they crossed, there lies a small market town or rural port, which by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly known by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in former days, by the good housewives of the adjacent country, from the inveterate propensity of their husbands to linger about the village tavern on market days. Be that as it may, I do not vouch for the fact, but merely advert to it, for the sake of being precise and authentic. Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little valley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world. A small brook glides through it, with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquillity. I recollect that, when a stripling, my first exploit in squirrel-shooting was in a grove of tall walnut-trees that shades one side of the valley. I had wandered into it at noontime, when all nature is peculiarly quiet, and was startled by the roar of my own gun, as it broke the Sabbath stillness around and was prolonged and reverberated by the angry echoes. If ever I should wish for a retreat whither I might steal from the world and its distractions, and dream quietly away the remnant of a troubled life, I know of none more promising than this little valley. From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its inhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this sequestered glen has long been known by the name of SLEEPY HOLLOW, and its rustic lads are called the Sleepy Hollow Boys throughout all the neighboring country. A drowsy, dreamy influence seems to hang over the land, and to pervade the very atmosphere. Some say that the place was bewitched by a High German doctor, during the early days of the settlement; others, that an old Indian chief, the prophet or wizard of his tribe, held his powwows there before the country was discovered by Master Hendrick Hudson. Certain it is, the place still continues under the sway of some witching power, that holds a spell over the minds of the good people, causing them to walk in a continual reverie. They are given to all kinds of marvellous beliefs, are subject to trances and visions, and frequently see strange sights, and hear music and voices in the air. The whole neighborhood abounds with local tales, haunted spots, and twilight superstitions; stars shoot and meteors glare oftener across the valley than in any other part of the country, and the nightmare, with her whole ninefold, seems to make it the favorite scene of her gambols. The dominant spirit, however, that haunts this enchanted region, and seems to be commander-in-chief of all the powers of the air, is the apparition of a figure on horseback, without a head. It is said by some to be the ghost of a Hessian trooper, whose head had been carried away by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War, and who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in the gloom of night, as if on the wings of the wind. His haunts are not confined to the valley, but extend at times to the adjacent roads, and especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed, certain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been careful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this spectre, allege that the body of the trooper having been buried in the churchyard, the ghost rides forth to the scene of battle in nightly quest of his head, and that the rushing speed with which he sometimes passes along the Hollow, like a midnight blast, is owing to his being belated, and in a hurry to get back to the churchyard before daybreak. Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has furnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and the spectre is known at all the country firesides, by the name of the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow. It is remarkable that the visionary propensity I have mentioned is not confined to the native inhabitants of the valley, but is unconsciously imbibed by every one who resides there for a time. However wide awake they may have been before they entered that sleepy region, they are sure, in a little time, to inhale the witching influence of the air, and begin to grow imaginative, to dream dreams, and see apparitions. I mention this peaceful spot with all possible laud, for it is in such little retired Dutch valleys, found here and there embosomed in the great State of New York, that population, manners, and customs remain fixed, while the great torrent of migration and improvement, which is making such incessant changes in other parts of this restless country, sweeps by them unobserved. They are like those little nooks of still water, which border a rapid stream, where we may see the straw and bubble riding quietly at anchor, or slowly revolving in their mimic harbor, undisturbed by the rush of the passing current. Though many years have elapsed since I trod the drowsy shades of Sleepy Hollow, yet I question whether I should not still find the same trees and the same families vegetating in its sheltered bosom. In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American history, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, “tarried,” in Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the vicinity. He was a native of Connecticut, a State which supplies the Union with pioneers for the mind as well as for the forest, and sends forth yearly its legions of frontier woodmen and country schoolmasters.

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I've got to formulate a plot. And he's nervous. Fuck this gay solar system and every carrot in it. A pleasing land of drowsy head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky. CASTLE OF INDOLENCE. In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail and implored the protection of St. Nicholas when they crossed, there lies a small market town or rural port, which by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly known by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in former days, by the good housewives of the adjacent country, from the inveterate propensity of their husbands to linger about the village tavern on market days. Be that as it may, I do not vouch for the fact, but merely advert to it, for the sake of being precise and authentic. Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little valley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world. A small brook glides through it, with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquillity. I recollect that, when a stripling, my first exploit in squirrel-shooting was in a grove of tall walnut-trees that shades one side of the valley. I had wandered into it at noontime, when all nature is peculiarly quiet, and was startled by the roar of my own gun, as it broke the Sabbath stillness around and was prolonged and reverberated by the angry echoes. If ever I should wish for a retreat whither I might steal from the world and its distractions, and dream quietly away the remnant of a troubled life, I know of none more promising than this little valley. From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its inhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this sequestered glen has long been known by the name of SLEEPY HOLLOW, and its rustic lads are called the Sleepy Hollow Boys throughout all the neighboring country. A drowsy, dreamy influence seems to hang over the land, and to pervade the very atmosphere. Some say that the place was bewitched by a High German doctor, during the early days of the settlement; others, that an old Indian chief, the prophet or wizard of his tribe, held his powwows there before the country was discovered by Master Hendrick Hudson. Certain it is, the place still continues under the sway of some witching power, that holds a spell over the minds of the good people, causing them to walk in a continual reverie. They are given to all kinds of marvellous beliefs, are subject to trances and visions, and frequently see strange sights, and hear music and voices in the air. The whole neighborhood abounds with local tales, haunted spots, and twilight superstitions; stars shoot and meteors glare oftener across the valley than in any other part of the country, and the nightmare, with her whole ninefold, seems to make it the favorite scene of her gambols. The dominant spirit, however, that haunts this enchanted region, and seems to be commander-in-chief of all the powers of the air, is the apparition of a figure on horseback, without a head. It is said by some to be the ghost of a Hessian trooper, whose head had been carried away by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War, and who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in the gloom of night, as if on the wings of the wind. His haunts are not confined to the valley, but extend at times to the adjacent roads, and especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed, certain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been careful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this spectre, allege that the body of the trooper having been buried in the churchyard, the ghost rides forth to the scene of battle in nightly quest of his head, and that the rushing speed with which he sometimes passes along the Hollow, like a midnight blast, is owing to his being belated, and in a hurry to get back to the churchyard before daybreak. Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has furnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and the spectre is known at all the country firesides, by the name of the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow. It is remarkable that the visionary propensity I have mentioned is not confined to the native inhabitants of the valley, but is unconsciously imbibed by every one who resides there for a time. However wide awake they may have been before they entered that sleepy region, they are sure, in a little time, to inhale the witching influence of the air, and begin to grow imaginative, to dream dreams, and see apparitions. I mention this peaceful spot with all possible laud, for it is in such little retired Dutch valleys, found here and there embosomed in the great State of New York, that population, manners, and customs remain fixed, while the great torrent of migration and improvement, which is making such incessant changes in other parts of this restless country, sweeps by them unobserved. They are like those little nooks of still water, which border a rapid stream, where we may see the straw and bubble riding quietly at anchor, or slowly revolving in their mimic harbor, undisturbed by the rush of the passing current. Though many years have elapsed since I trod the drowsy shades of Sleepy Hollow, yet I question whether I should not still find the same trees and the same families vegetating in its sheltered bosom. In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American history, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, “tarried,” in Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the vicinity. He was a native of Connecticut, a State which supplies the Union with pioneers for the mind as well as for the forest, and sends forth yearly its legions of frontier woodmen and country schoolmasters.

Fag.