Marzo 10, 2004
día 26, this is your life
And you open the door and you step inside
We're inside our hearts
Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light
That's right
Your pain, the pain of self is a white ball of healing light
I don't think so
This is your life
Good to the last drop
It doesn't get any better than this
This is your life
and its ending one minute at a time
This isn't a seminar
This isn't a weekend retreat
Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
It's only after you've lost everything you are free to do anything
Nothing is static
Everything is evolving
Everything is falling apart
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing all dancing crap of the world
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 latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khakis
You have to give up
You have to realise that someday you will die
Until you know that
You are useless
I say, let me never be complete
I say, may I never be content
I say, deliver me from swedish furniture
I say, deliver me from clever art
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve, and let the chips fall as they may
I want you to hit me as hard as you can (x2)
Welcome to the fight club
If this is your first night - You have to fight