this is where i post stuff when i'm drunk, which is more often than you'd think. at least if you didn't think i like to drink. of course if you thought that, you must not know me very well. cause let me tell you, i enjoy me some whiskey.
This is a chemical burn. It will hurt more than you've ever been burned and you will have a scar. Look at your hand. Come back to the pain. Don't shut this out. The first soap was made from the ashes of heroes. Like the first monkeys shot into space. Without sacrifice, without death, we would have nothing. Stop it. This is your pain -- your burning hand. It's right here. Look at it. Don't deal with this the way those dead people do. Deal with it the way a living person does. No, what you're feeling is premature enlightenment. This is the greatest moment of your Life man, and you're off somewhere, missing it. Shut up. Our fathers were our models for God. And, if our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God? Listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that God doesn't like you, he never wanted you. In all probability, He hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen... We don't need him... Fuck damnation. Fuck redemption. We are God's unwanted children,with no special place and no special attention, and so be it. You can go to the sink and run water over your hand and make it worse, or, Look at me. Or you can use vinegar to neutralize the burn, but first you have to give up. First, you have to know, not fear, know, that someday, you are going to die. Its only after we’ve lost everything, That we’re free to do anything Congratulations. You're a step closer to hitting bottom.
I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived -- an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables; or they're slaves with white collars. Advertisements have them chasing cars and clothes, working jobs they hate so they can buy shit they don't need. We are the middle children of history, with no purpose or place. We have no great war, or great depression. The great war is a spiritual war. The great depression is our lives. We were raised by television to believe that we'd be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars -- but we won't. And we're learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed-off.