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About Me

Basic Information

First Name: TYLER DURDEN
Gender: male
Age: 92
Listening Area: Cleveland area

About Me

About Me: On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

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Only after disaster can we be resurrected......
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. 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, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives....... We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars.... But we won't...... And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very.... very...... pissed off.

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.

All the ways you wish you could be, that's me... I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly... I am free in all the ways that you are not.

I am Jack's raging bile duct.

We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine... Viagra.... Olestra

I am Jack's cold sweat.

Fuck what you know!! You need to forget about what you know, that's your problem. Forget about what you think you know about life!

I am Jack's wasted life.

Fuck Martha Stewart..... Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.

I am Jack's colon. I get cancer, I kill Jack.

Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.

Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
You are not your job.... You are not how much money you have in the bank.... You are not the car you drive.... You are not the contents of your wallet.... YOU ARE NOT YOUR FUCKING KHAKIS'

I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection.

I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't screw to save its species.... I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the French beaches I'd never see..... I wanted to breathe smoke.

The most important attribute in life is the ability to let go of that which TRULY does not matter.

Reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions,in the end
The things you own.... end up owning you.

I am Jack's broken heart.

A condom is the glass slipper for our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, and then you throw it away. The condom, I mean, not the stranger.

I am Jack's smirking revenge.

WARNING: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment, Meet a member of the opposite sex, Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation? Quit your job..... Start a fight, Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned
--Tyler--

I wanted to destroy something beautiful

Ask yourself...... what would Tyler do?
Occupation: puppy puncher
Religion: Catholic
Smoker: Yes
Drinker: Moderately