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Nikolay Anisimov — Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:50:34 GMT

And you open the door and you step inside,
We're inside our hearts.
Now imagine your pain is a white ball of healing light,
That's right,
Your pain,
The pain itself is a white ball of healing light.
I don't think so.
This your life,
Good to the last drop.
Doesn't get any better than this.
This 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 well be like.
Only after disaster can we be resurrected,
Its only after you've lost everything that you' re free to do anything.
Nothing is static, everything is appalling,
Everything is falling apart.
This is your life,
Doesn't get any better than this.
This your life,
Spending 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 composed heap.
We are the all singing all dancing crap of the world.
You are not your back accounts,
You are not the clothes you wear,
You are the contents of your wallet,
You are not your bowel cancer,
You are not your grande lattes,
You are not the car you drive,
You are not your fucking Kakis!
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 arts,
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.
This is your life,
Doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life,
Spending one minute at a time.
You have to give up,
You have to give up,
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.

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