Day Two-Hundred and
Eighty-Four
07/17/09 23:02
A drawing in 3 minutes. I was listening to the Crow
Soundtrack. I was finished with this drawing before
the first song was done. I was visioning a guy
running across an urban rooftop scene, and flying
right off the edge. And who doens't think of that.
Running of the edge of a building. For the thrill.
For the excitement. Wondering if you survive or not.
And if you survive. What happens next. You can't go
back to your old life can you? You've done something
great. In a sense of the word. Something that not
everyone else experiences.
I always think back to years ago. Before 9/11. Before
Fight Club. I had this vision and reasoning that I
wanted to experience a plan crash. Or even just a
disabled plane. Something shocking. Something that
before that moment of life or death hits I can think,
"Wow... this is my moment. In all the people that
have ever lived so minute of a percent of them have
experienced this." I'm not insensitive. I don't have
a deathwish. I'm not sick. I just, want to experience
things my own way. Ordinary and extraordinary. Things
that others haven't. And I guess....That's why I have
so many stories. So many experiences.
So would I jump of a roof. I've jumped off bridges,
dams, houses, cliffs and more. Why not a building.
I've done stupid and deadly things before. And I
lived. And I'm different on the other side.