The things you own end up owning you.
The first rule of Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club.
We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.
Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need.
Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, 'Why?' Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, 'No, that's not right.' Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
The things you used to own, now they own you.
We don't have a great war in our generation, or a great depression, but we do, we have a great war of the spirit. We have a great revolution against the culture. The great depression is our lives. We have a spiritual depression.
Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
Self improvement is masturbation. Now self destruction.
We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.
Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.
Only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.
The first step to eternal life is you have to die.
I just don't want to die without a few scars.
If you don't know what you want, you will probably never get it.
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