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 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.
—Tyler Durden. Fight Club. 1999.
