I take credit for setting the world on fire.

Like Everest: do you think it’s changing? And the greatest individual who ever did say thank you for the flames and went ahead, saw something ahead worth while to walk to, to crawl to, to want as a human. We are this want, what we want and as much we want.
Striking hitting setting stepping,
to do against would be the most influencing aggression, not to say anything, give a mental mugging and still getting up wanting, still something is happening out of mental disrupt urge. Like untrue, like a dream.
Scariest negative impulse to make nervous sweat
to radically push and show a point of view, state of a mind, state of a body, make fall, let fall happen as far as it goes, make falling look like a normal happening resulting understanding. Is there someone to catch you? Don’t I catch myself. Something to hit ferociously. I am there. It sounds as self-loath, self-pity and hate is put in one, is against me. To take risk of losing life and not be caught, not be found, to be hated. Contradictions of living in a hype, in positive trying to be good, telling me to be good. Telling how to be good, hard to reach and noble beauty like Everest.