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| Instead of writing a column of text, in which 98% of you will not read with the idea set to learn. I"m going to make this thread simple. Post the time you were pushed to your absolute limit. Then tell stricken if you would ever go that far again, and for what reason. This may seem strange, but at work I was actually thinking this through. I'm going to give you advice suitable based off of your maximum limit.
__________________ ![]() Reece -- lol stricken...you truly are a prophet of the new millenium Symmy-- "StrickeN=Amazing. Enough said." http://www.arg.com/hangout/5173-why-...html#post80344 |
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| When I was five, I almost fell into a river, I was hanging off a root on a very short 'dirt cliff' I knew I was weak, but out of nowhere I managed to pull myself upto the point where my friends could hoist me up. Its something I've always enjoyed, a feeling of desperation that releases adrenaline, I would definetly do something like that. About my 'absolute limit'... One of my friends wanted to get a reputation at our school, so we arranged a fight to try and attract a crowd, so I could let him win. After a while, the both of us lost our tempers and the fight turned real. We constantly swung and kicked, rarely managing to hit eachother, always moving. The fight lasted much longer than normal and I was getting weak, while my friend was losing more of his patience. After he completly lost his temper, he landed a hard hit on me, close to the chin. This set me off and I charged at him, punched rapidly and kept pushing him back, close to a brick wall. After he took control of the fight, I noticed I was getting weaker and weaker, until he got another hit on my chin, which forced me to swing once. The hit missed, but as I fell, my feet kept moving forward, tossing me into him, he hit his head on the wall and passed out. If you wanted ALL the details, there they are, along with the fact that thanks to my family, i've ended up with some sort of affliction. Every time I get angry, it puts stress on my body, when I get angry, it gets hard to feel something that would normally hurt like hell, or my own weakening. In many points in time, I became too weak after calming down that I could not move. I passed this point during the last etches of the fight. The most advice you could give would be 'calm down' or 'control your anger'.
__________________ "I see now that the world cannot be taught through peace. I see now that death and example is the only way to create dramatic change." ~Rev To live is to die, to die is to be set free. Quote:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jsPBVNecOMo&feature=related A warning to all of those who Troll http://nealen.justgotowned.com/ |
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| Trust me, you'd love the feeling. Even if it lasts a short while, you notice that feeling of power. Its like self-contained crack, always handed down to you when you experience a large adrenaline rush, such as when you are in danger or are enraged.
__________________ "I see now that the world cannot be taught through peace. I see now that death and example is the only way to create dramatic change." ~Rev To live is to die, to die is to be set free. Quote:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jsPBVNecOMo&feature=related A warning to all of those who Troll http://nealen.justgotowned.com/ |
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| That is Human Will, not physical endurance. At one point, I was threatened by two armed men, they were both older than me, sent after me because of some cunt i've never met. The anger I felt because of that, being faced with death after doing nothing to the bitch let me realise that pain is nothing, though that only lasted a while. I took my first chance to grab a large tree branch and swung, my only thought was "Kill them, kill them all!" and I was so focused on my own Will that I didn't feel the wound on my arm when I swung. The fact that I didn't even flinch was what won me the fight, as they ran after one of my swings nearly connected. Of course, it hurt like a bitch when I calmed down and I was pretty much limp, lying on the couch when I got home. Aside from that encounter, I did see them again, both of them, along with four others. I grabbed the axe from the garage and bashed my way through the gate in anger, the original two saw my face as I ran at them and they scattered. I haven't seen them since. First time I ever managed to run at my fastest with something heavy in my hands.
__________________ "I see now that the world cannot be taught through peace. I see now that death and example is the only way to create dramatic change." ~Rev To live is to die, to die is to be set free. Quote:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jsPBVNecOMo&feature=related A warning to all of those who Troll http://nealen.justgotowned.com/ |
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| summer camp in new mexico. philmont.... 10 days of backpacking with evrything u need. plus the snakes. that was hard.
__________________ Haters sippin on hateraid tripin on my words. ARG! is telling me that my neon pix are invalid so I'm kind of mad. |
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| I think this is supposed to be a SERIOUS thread. Or can you not comprehand that?
__________________ "I see now that the world cannot be taught through peace. I see now that death and example is the only way to create dramatic change." ~Rev To live is to die, to die is to be set free. Quote:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jsPBVNecOMo&feature=related A warning to all of those who Troll http://nealen.justgotowned.com/ |
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| Fine The day I beat Sonic Triple with Sonic & Knuckles hooked-in for the penultimate Sonic experience (the ultimate being Sonic Deuce as a whole), in which I smited Robotnik's spaceship in outerspace while zooming at Hyper Speeds as Hyper Sonic. I felt fucking complete. But after that, I'd have to say the time I downed two-three bottles of soju in one night. Not only are they nasty, they are incredibly high in alcohol. Fuck. I thought I was going to die. |
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