(For years people have wondered who was the inspiration behind the character 'Tyler Durden' in Fight Club. Some say he is half Henry David Thoreau and half Attila the Hun...others say...He is 100% me.)
"I see in you the strongest and smartest 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 crap 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."
"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. This isn't a seminar, and this isn't a weekend retreat. Wherever you are now you can't imagine what the bottom will be like.
Only after disaster can we 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... it doesn't get any better than this.This is your life... and it's ending one minute at a time.
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 FREAKIN' KHAKIS.
You have to give up. You have to give up. You have to realize 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 where they may."
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 crap 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."
"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. This isn't a seminar, and this isn't a weekend retreat. Wherever you are now you can't imagine what the bottom will be like.
Only after disaster can we 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... it doesn't get any better than this.This is your life... and it's ending one minute at a time.
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 FREAKIN' KHAKIS.
You have to give up. You have to give up. You have to realize 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 where they may."
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