You're the all-singing, all-dancing CRAP of the world

Why are you reading this? Why are you wasting precious minutes of your life? Is it because you have nothing better to do then read stories about me?

Am I like a God to you people? Are my words that inspiring? I'd like to think so, but then I think about it logically.

WHY are you reading stories about me? Did you watch the film, perhaps even read the book. Were the trailers that good? Were people raving about that amazing book and film called Fight Club?

You didn't need to buy that film or book. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. Why waste your money?

Because you're a clone. A space monkey. You go along with the crowd. You want to fit in, either consciously or not.

Brad Pitt. Edward Norton. Helena Bonham Carter. You love them. They're 'amazing' actors. But really you're just following the crowd. You don't like them as actors, not really. You like the hype that surrounds them. You want their glamorous lifestyles.

But what you need to understand is that you'll never get that lifestyle. You've been raised by television to believe that one day you'll be a millionaire, or a rock star, or even a movie star. But they're lying to you. You'll always be in your dead end job. You'll always be in stuck in that shitty education system.

But don't worry, I can help you.

Stop reading this. Pick up the phone and quit your job. Get out of the house and meet someone. Start a fight. Live. Become one of God's unwanted children.

Realise that your life isn't a perfectly formed shell that you can hide away in.

If you don't claim your humanity now then you'll become a statistic. You have been warned...

Tyler