spirited away...

it's 1.44am, and i've just showered after watching fight club. not just inspiring - i feel clean. spiritually clean. i'm reminded and reinforced in my personal mission, although completely different from that depicted in the film :P

i keep wanting to write down a list of who and what i am. because i keep forgetting. i keep getting lost in the mundane. i keep hiding parts of myself from moment to moment, just so that i can get through it.

i am strong, because i use the strength of my body and mind to fulfil a purpose beyond proving that strength. regardless of outcome - i don't give a shit if i fall while on my way. my mission is my life, even if my path is twisted and turned and i don't succeed. i have turned my entire being into a kernel of directed energy.

that's the intent, anyway.

you always do what you think is right at the time, my mommy says. i live by that.

not entirely related (:P), i'm once again taken by the physical side of the movie. the idea behind knowing yourself by damaging yourself is certainly a powerful. and it does feel good. free.

this movie reminds me that i'm okay.