now imagine your pain is a white ball of healing light. that's right the pain itself. this is your life, good to the last drop. it doesn't get any better than this. this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like. it's only after disaster that we can be resurrected. it's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. nothing is static, everything is evolving. everything is falling apart. THIS IS YOUR LIFE and it's ending one minute at a time.

you are not your bank account,

you are not the clothes you wear,

you are not the contents of your wallet,

you are not your bowel cancer,

you are not your grande late,

you are not the car you drive,

you are not your fucking khakis,

you have to give up, you have to realize that someday you will die. untill you know that, you are useless.

May I never be complete, may I never be content.

Evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.

i want you to hit me as hard as you can.
welcome to fight club. if this is your first night, you have to fight.