a text from my sister, last night:
My friend just sent me this. I think this is one of the greatest quotes I’ve ever heard. FWD: “I wanna get in a bar fight and a car crash and get stoned. And then I’ll decide who I am. Nobody decides who you are. You do. You say ,’Wow, I fucked up there. Let’s not do that again.’ And you work and you sweat and you bleed. And that’s what makes what makes you you.”
Essentially the premise of Fight Club, sort of.
But there’s something to said about the reserved power that comes from adrenaline and desperation and fury. It’s inside of us but so many will continue to lead a life that never asks them to tap into it. For safety and sensibility and common sense – I get why some may not ever want to know about what they’re capable of. Based on experience or, shit, genetics, some poeple need to keep the lid sealed, certainly. And it is not to say that you don’t know yourself if you don’t experience life threatening moments and the like, but can you imagine who you may meet in the event that one or more of your powerful, untapped canisters is broken open by a surge of adrenaline unlike one you’ve ever felt before? If someone harmed my child, I may meet a killer that looks and talks just like me but I wouldn’t recognize myself. Or in moments of desperation to save my own life or someone else’s, what could I find myself capable of doing with the odds stacked against me?
I equally do and do not want to know these things.
-CJ
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