A man should clash with his limits, many times a day.
He should live on the edge of his capacities, dangerously and recklessly.
A man should live like he’s about to be murdered and he’s approaching his last deed, his last word, his final moments.
A man should walk as if on a battlefield, on point for his brothers, pushing into enemy territory.
He should use everything in his life to create a living, bloodied artwork, full of passion, horror and awe.
Either that, or he should kill himself. By kill himself, I do NOT mean literally, but metaphorically and symbolically.
If a man is not on fire and setting fire to all around him, he should find a way to symbolically light his own funeral pyre and lay down upon it so that he may be reborn.
masculinetools.com 