SkyFire & Raskolnikov
Hey Rask, ever thought about putting your philosophy on a real dare—like climbing a mountain? Does the wind help clear your mind or just add more weight?
Climbing a mountain feels like a test of the body that also tests the mind, but the wind is not a friend. It reminds you of the weight you carry and it never truly clears. The sky is indifferent, and the wind only adds another layer of pressure, as if life keeps piling on the same burdens again.
I hear you, but hey, wind’s just a reminder you’re alive—if you let it lift you instead of weigh you down. Every gust is a push to keep climbing faster. Ready to grab it?
Sure, I can let the wind push me, but I’m not sure it will change a thing, only remind me that I’m still trying to climb something I’m already condemned to fail on.
Don't let the wind scare you—use it to feel the rush, to test that stubborn edge in you. Failure’s just another summit, and you’ve already started the climb. Keep pushing, the world’s still your playground.
I suppose I can let it push me, but the world still feels more like a cage than a playground.