Slice
“Learn to say, ‘Fuck You’ to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, gasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, rumbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose-sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding grinding grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO. Don’t worry about cool. Make your own uncool.
Make your own, your own world.”
(excerpted from “The Accidental Masterpiece” by Michael Kimmelman)
Here’s what I say:
Slice through your fears.
Slice through your monsters.
Slice through your limitations.
Slice through your detractors.
Just fucking SLICE with all your might.
Let the energy out to play. Find a guide if it all feels a little out of control but DO IT.
It’s worth it.