How to Become Nearly Superhuman
Life. Taste it on your tongue. Harness the power of every moment. Feel every snowflake. Live with a vengeance, and you too will become…nearly superhuman.
Life. Taste it on your tongue. Harness the power of every moment. Feel every snowflake. Live with a vengeance, and you too will become…nearly superhuman.
Facebook depresses me. I would dance the boogaloo in a pink tutu for a kernel of corn. Pathetic. It is yet another prayer God did not answer.
Why not let someone who is about to die do whatever the hell they want to? You want to hear Guns & Roses as you drift off, or the voices of your children? We make it happen. You want a bourbon with your last breakfast? We do that too. Make it a double. Why not? Really.
While I was in South America, people asked me about Donald Trump. “We don’t understand,” they would say frantically. “Why are the American people interested in this madman? How can you explain it to us in a way that makes sense?”