When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep, and you're never really awake.
Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.
We're the middle children of history.... no purpose or place. We have no Great War, no Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives.
The things you own end up owning you. It's only after you lose everything that you're free to do anything.
How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?
Fvck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic; it's all going down, man.
I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve. Let the chips fall where they may.
You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your ****ing khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
No fear. No distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.