Trying to emulate someone else’s battle against and past Hope (or whatever they happen to call it) is a surefire way of fucking up your own battle strategy and copping a serious beating.
The Hope Detox
Everybody’s Hope is uniquely their own. That’s why the cunt is so good at fucking with you; cause it’s you, one step ahead of the exhausted, bewildered, scared you that is knocking on Hope’s door on a Tuesday night at 3am.
Therefore, everyone’s journey through and beyond Hope is also terrifyingly unique. No one can scare us as much as we can scare ourselves. No one. Ideas can be planted, seeds nourished… Inception can be performed in the correct conditions, interestingly often utilizing an absence of sleep rather than in dreams.
But what we make of these ideas is completely our own, regardless of how close we may be to “The Truth” (who looks like a femme fatal in my mind – another nasty piece of work). Hope knows us so well that he can twist and turn like a downhill skier, always one flag ahead of us, carving an easy trail for us to follow.
Therefore, our eventual battle with Hope must also be unique. In fact, trying to emulate someone else’s battle against and past Hope (or whatever they happen to call it) is a surefire way of fucking up your own battle strategy and copping a serious beating.
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I’m not saying research of opinions is bad or a waste of time. In fact it’s necessary, and will end when it’s the time for it to end. There are no standards at all on this, cause the process is as unique as the individuals going through it.
I mean that in the end, you have to make up your own mind and find your own strategy for fighting with yourself. Which, incidentally, often means not fighting against yourself.
As conscious beings with multiple senses all of which are fairly acute (for us), we suck balls at self control. Even the most in control person definitely works hard at it, even if it’s such learned habitually practiced behaviors that almost unconscious.